hey, Triana you dance like a flamingo „La bailaora“ of the air among the reeds of the blue Danube my heart is wide open but…
Leave a Commenthey, Triana you dance like a flamingo „La bailaora“ of the air among the reeds of the blue Danube my heart is wide open but…
Leave a CommentIt cannot be described only imbibed through many sorrows and sorries until the pain recedes to numbness your compass points to death & you see…
6 CommentsIt is silent like a prayer. All the words are lost and so are all the roads, which lead to nowhere. My arm is folding…
4 CommentsI look around and sometimes I see a stranger with a familiar face. We do not speak for fear of change. We remember each other…
Leave a CommentAs a First Nation who was brought up in the Foster System and a generally very “white” world, even hearing ‘It’s in the past so…
1 CommentIn a world full of pain What have I to gain I’m waiting on the sidewalk Then I stand on the street But this time…
5 CommentsI don’t read poetry anymore. It’s not that the writer’s aren’t good. Or that I’ve lost interest. I don’t read poetry because everyone seems to…
8 CommentsI wanted to read I wanted to paint I wanted to do things that made me faint I wanted to sing I wanted to dance…
1 CommentPass get A’s and/or also try to be emotionally healthy, easy right You can be mad and sad at the same time The heart feels…
Leave a CommentI said and warned that man was bad hearing whispers about the jealousy i had when you will be left hurt and broke you…
5 CommentsI’m starting to realize that I’m not gonna find an answer to that It’s what you didn’t do And what I still can’t actually see…
Leave a Comment(Note: This poem was mostly me working out issues with my dad through my poetry no one take anything personally) It took me a little while…
Leave a Commenthearts and souls weep bitter tears hearts and souls weep for you all hearts are torn all souls are sorrowful why did you have to…
Leave a CommentI promised to quit counting the days Yet you’ve filled my mind this morning I just wanted to say I’m sorry I hurt you and…
1 CommentLike the red string, I see strangers with a pink ribbon. I never thought that I would know any of them. I feel sorry for…
Leave a Comment(Serious serious serious Trigger warning several mentions of self-harm. It’s even difficult for me to go back over it editing after all this time so I…
Leave a Comment(Note none of this is really for sure What I say it is. Mainly because I was trying to figure out which symptoms I noticed…
Leave a CommentIn some ways I feel alright But always I feel broken It’s not something that rides beneath the surface It’s something on the dark side…
Leave a CommentNo food. No sleep. Why do I do this to myself? I cannot eat. I cannot sleep. I awake from my nightmares. I lie awake…
3 Comments(Notes first Trigger warning mention of suicidal thoughts. Second, this is a lot of feelings that I worked through a few poems functioned as a way…
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