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Prescription Of A Manic

Prescription Of A Manic

A Poem by JenLyn


If you've noticed some of my poems have to do with bipolar disorder that's because I'm bipolar.
Still He Remains Forgotten

Still He Remains Forgotten

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


A dying soldier, who might have been able to be treated, had war not been accepted in our society.
English Project

English Project

A Poem by Mandy


This is literally an English project but feel free to read it if you want to.
I'm Not Dead Yet

I'm Not Dead Yet

A Story by lrigD


I'm not dead yet - I can handle conversations.
Toya (1)

Toya (1)

A Chapter by Tobin Perry


Nathaniel fears school, and runs into someone he doesn't expect to.
i'll see you soon

i'll see you soon

A Poem by just take a breath


i dont know where you areand i cant see youbut you cant be very farsomehow i feel youmy dreams shift aroundbelieve me, i knowbut as much as they want ..
Sick and Tired

Sick and Tired

A Poem by Christina May Shanaberg


SICK AND TIRED I am sick and tired of Being sick and tired of Everything I am sick and tired of.
Lukewarm Tea

Lukewarm Tea

A Poem by YouoweYoupay


A cup of lemon-mint tea is only satisfying when it's hot on a cold evening.
Chapter one- The girl with the broken smile

Chapter one- The girl with the broken smile

A Chapter by Ally


The wind blew fiercely as I walked down the street, like a thousand knives each one repetitively stabbing my cold face. The wet tracks that ran over ..
Snows of Ill Logic

Snows of Ill Logic

A Poem by r


water in your lungs.springs that come unsprung.owls that hoot in night.motionless wings of flight.drowning in the truthdrowning in your lieswhen will ..
Flu what a pig

Flu what a pig

A Poem by Mikeydee


I had things to do and people to meet, So I went in, knowing the first tingles were there, The first signs of a runny nose and eyes. H..
MY TURN TO SIT

MY TURN TO SIT

A Poem by kublakhan27


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The Infection

The Infection

A Poem by Alexa Tasch


You guessed it!! A poem about zombies!!!
Cough

Cough

A Poem by Dj Golden


A little friend that comes to visit around this time every year.
Between Blinks

Between Blinks

A Poem by James William Dyer


Waking up to the first thought when you're smothered in deep, unmoveable depression.

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