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poem by Romina Pimpinella

1,2,3,4, Oh who cares just a couple more 5,6,7,8, I should stop but it's much to late 9,10,11,12, I really don't care about myself 13,14,15,16, This is much more than my usual routine 17...18... I've lost a lot of blood, its... Read more

poem by Shianne Morin

You say "your okay" I know its a lie I try to hide it But its beaten blue Hope is gone Family has left Maybe they should have Listened to me.. Read more

poem by Lef Turner

the sign beside the shoes on the shelf said "custom built match heeled moccasins" made in the usa from 100% unforgotten sins well i thought to myself i've just gotta get a pair i guess i just didn't care ... Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

Messy Red It will drip and flow But never where I want it To go. Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

From her palace at night, there was light. Moon and stars, the best kind of light. The lonely Queen came out and wandered with her companion; the night. She took the flowers as they walked, and sang a sorrow... Read more

poem by Kayla Sz

I fell in love With a silver tongue Stripping me of poison Then leaving behind the pain It writes me letters Written in blood Surrounding my sorrows Leaving no where else so run I fell into prison With a tiny bl... Read more

poem by allanah springer

i love you even when you need another drink bottle after bottle you mask the pain im not sane when your this way it tears the tears out of my eyes and rips my heart out of my chest i love you so but i have to go away from thi... Read more

poem by allanah springer

I sit in pitch black of the night i fear the simple sound of the wind and in the end it wins the darkness within Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

Candlelight changed everything in her; the beams cast long and slender shadow over the graves, and the flickering flame held out a hand to her. But there was something inside her that told her where she was goi... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

The glimpse of the ripples over the water in the well, vivid blue of coming summer, once and forever they had the rain, And the fading rainbows. Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

Mine field, I tended. Minefield, it ended. Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

For God says life should be destroyed, The bounteous kiss, be it forged in love, of any whore is void So limbs should be rent from holding flesh As demon teases with red iron and lash Whilst reason, pricked by conscience, slowly d... Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

Brief, caught I, the scent of my funeral pyre Built by those without sense of that cleansing fire That will have it's revenge on such spare limbs as I can recruit To make dying not an end but a desire. So, my words ebb away on mar... Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

Sang froid is in the literal grave installed The dust you attempt to shake off is never there Unless the spittle dried on hated-face on hated-wall Can freshly mount the deceptive air Will you remember, my all-too-unbrief friend?... Read more

poem by Edouard Ligand

Smooth my hair With spit-on-finger line Tempt my brow to squeeze My orbits to catch a roll My arms might spread divine And joints never, never seize But ever disjoint Self And Control. Read more

poem by Ronan Hasson

Overconfidence is best, When it is just a lie, Smiling to the rest of the world, Is okay if you really want to die. Hold on tight to your hopes, You'll maybe see them soon, If reality sleeps whilst you walk, You may be saved ... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

she rarely kept her windows open when the moon was bright the softness that came from the sea and the rush of starlight the air after midnight and the balm of the breeze as the days passed s... Read more

poem by Serendipity Carmter

Homely light filters through lace curtain charged with guarding a window. Black shadows eating dinner laugh merrily in contrast to the yellow warmth that surrounds them. Outside this house the moon shines dimly Struggling around t... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

The When of Flowers A falling star, across the darkening sky listening to the aching silence, finally he spoke of love. She could only weep bitter tears, for her life was over. He dived into the sea in streak... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

On the hillside beside the village, she saw the ruin of the music playing in his head. She would go there and see for herself; like slipping into a painting A harpist lived among them. The flat, wide beach wa... Read more