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Bipolar AnonymousA Poem by N.A.A manic rant. I made this in 2008 or sometime around there. My poems used to be like strange stories. |
Releasing HarriettA Poem by Ms.RhodesWho is Harriett?...right.. This IS actually a song I wrote. |
It waits. . .A Poem by SquirrelsyThe internal battle continues. It mulls over its transgressions. It waits patiently. Then contentment comes. And it that moment, It lea.. |
Manic MasterpiecesA Poem by introvertedloveMany Manic Masterpieces, They were almost twice as likely to succumb to suicide Shuffling through the mangled twisted forest that was their minds W.. |
Global SatisfactionA Poem by HeavensretreatA certain flight in a glider with all senses open |
Mad JoeA Story by Michael LogonyA story about values and emotions. It points out the need to control our minds so they cannot be abused. This story along with other information is lo.. |
Let me feel anything other than thisA Poem by BrennaOpinions please |
In All Our Glory and ImperfectionsA Book by DyanearesCharlize was, at the very least, repelled by the thought of being in a relationship. That is until she finally meets her match in the devastatingly ch.. |
In All Our Glory and Imperfections: Chapter 1A Chapter by DyanearesChapter One At eighteen years old, as 'pretty as I was', my mother decided that it was unnatural for me not to have a boyfriend. It was Saturday morni.. |
In All Our Glory and Imperfections: Chapter 2A Chapter by DyanearesChapter Two My name is Charlize Joanna Scarlotte. I'm eighteen years old, awaiting graduation from high school, and I work at a little German bakery i.. |
untitledA Poem by AuthoressSadness will curve your bonesAnd stoop you over, killThat inch more of height you hopedFor, weigh on your shouldersLike a metaphor - always soHeavy.Sa.. |
CluesA Poem by mikedohsaysA morning thought |
Tempest of the MindA Poem by AnnaTempest of the MindStiff blankets of solituderest upon the skeleton of the lone fool, Defaced into a dull stone:Bare,vacantand unreadable Judgme.. |
White Picket FencesA Poem by bostonbruin17Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean it's not real |
The Fallen Heros TaleA Poem by BattlecryThis poem is about post-traumatic stress disorder and the soldiers who suffer from it. |
Feed Your HeadA Story by K.L.JaxIsn’t that what the dormouse said? Feed your head? (An essay about anorexia and nourishment through writing.) |