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age is just a numberA Poem by Gard25age is just a numberhis voice rung in my earas my body quiveredparalyzed in feari was mature for my agehad a body unlike a childdid i not trust him he.. |
that pretty red dressA Poem by Gard25that pretty red dressstill hangs in my closetmaybe i should burn itthey'll still think i'm dishonestthe dress smells of sweatof tears and of feareach .. |
What do you do...A Poem by MackenzieA sad poem based on my emotions. |
SonnetA Poem by Tobias SøgaardCreative title, I know.. This was an assignment for English class a couple of years ago: to write a shakespearian sonnet. |
An afternoon at Grandma'sA Poem by Tobias SøgaardThough it could be boring at times, there's something nice in looking back at a quiet afternoon. Even if you weren't exactly aware. |
White LiliesA Poem by Tobias SøgaardInspired by Dylan Thomas' poem "Do not go gentle into that night" |
Letters From Beyond the GraveA Poem by Tobias SøgaardA couple of years ago I lost my grandma. It helped me a lot to write this as it kind of felt like talking to her again. |
Me?A Poem by The writerMe?What's the meaning of breathing?If I can't live with your eyes.What's the meaning of living?If I can't live with your smile.I guess this is it,I ha.. |
My gameA Poem by The writerMy gameWhat a shame for me.Am I living at the back of the stage?Would that be a mistake?I am a pawn of the chess,and you are the queen of the game.But.. |
Was it?A Poem by SamA personal poem about someone I was in love with while I was in active addiction who was using with me. This is about how I often struggle with missin.. |
Letting GoA Poem by KTLGHey, this is a story I hate; and telling it might make me break. But I'll tell it anyway. This chapter's about how you said there was nobody else. The.. |
whatA Poem by Adeline E. Weathersa file from a folder named 'notes to blabber' |
EmotionsA Poem by Adeline E. Weatherslife just comes and go |
I wasn't botheredA Story by Adeline E. Weatherswhat should I do next? |
Suicide's Last WishA Story by MackenzieA sad short story about living life because you will regret it if you don't. |
the moon loves her sun (the sun loves his moon)A Poem by Tori Lynnthe description of the relationship between a anxious and scared moon and a proud and tired sun |
Blue SoapA Poem by Wild Willow BlueWhen sometimes we don't know, it's best to just let go |
young, sad and seekingA Poem by ggubieI love how cities made me feel it's so big especially at night where we walk blurry alive The city is my place I belong to its wilderness A frie.. |
i wish i wasn't a birdA Story by Tori Lynnpersonification of feeling like you cant be the person you want to be |
The Weeping Willow TreeA Poem by StellarWe used to always hang around,The weeping willow tree,We’d talk and laugh and mess about,Just us, just you and me.The tree was like our hideout,.. |