BeatricePortinari. : Writing

Too Young to be Scared..

Too Young to be Scared..

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


Another poem about a friend of mine whom I thought was fine. But she relapsed, snorting oxy.. Stay above the influence, kids
She's Gone.

She's Gone.

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


My friend, a good friend, was just expelled from my school for snorting. I didn't know she was back to hardcore using. She's gone.
Anatomy of These

Anatomy of These

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


A torrid tale... Nah, I just felt the need to write something here.
How about we fall?

How about we fall?

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


Ugh. My writer's block is raging and I really don't like this... But I guess I'm posting it anyway.
You and Me

You and Me

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


This is pretty awful, I just felt the need to publish my come back from writer's block.
Teenage Anthem.

Teenage Anthem.

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


We don't care what you say, we've never really listened.
She Ran Away to Find Something.

She Ran Away to Find Something.

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


By the way, this is not a personal experience. Just came to me. I have wonderful parents!
Looking for Us.

Looking for Us.

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


Yeah, we're fucked up. But I happen to be as well, so I guess we'll be alright.
Watching Such a World...

Watching Such a World...

A Story by BeatricePortinari.


I couldn't tell you where this came from if I tried.
We're Young, We're Free

We're Young, We're Free

A Poem by BeatricePortinari.


A little teenage invincibility is perfect for all those days where you have issues avoiding the question," What's the point?"