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Hold Me

Hold Me

A Poem by k.s.


You only hold mewhen my skin tastes like honey.Never when I’m bleeding and soaked in salt.You blame it on your past,I blame it on myself. Maybe ..
Anxiety

Anxiety

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


I practically had a panic attack while on an aeroplane, so I wrote to relieve the stress. I enjoyed writing this, it got rid of my anxiety.
See Me

See Me

A Poem by Courtney M Watson


I wish I was made of windows,so you could see right through me.I’m drowning in this muck,what mud!& nobody can view me.I am, I live,I love &..
Watch Me Fall Apart

Watch Me Fall Apart

A Poem by siobhan


I feel like crap
I’m trapped

I’m trapped

A Poem by Stella


I’m trapped in a place
again

again

A Poem by Willie Love


the beginning Written: February 2, 2018
Not Me

Not Me

A Poem by Athena Angel


Remember who you are
The Problem With Really, Really Wanting To Kiss Someone

The Problem With Really, Really Wanting To Kiss So..

A Poem by Madeleine Celeste


can I get uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh answer to my questions about life
When can I?

When can I?

A Poem by Evan M.


there are a few words in this one for those of you who dont like bad language sorry but its the only way i can get my point across...
Me

Me

A Poem by WrittenCries


Take one look and what do you see? At first you see a women, a short women. You noice the parts where the skins rolls, the long brown hair, and the ..
Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope

A Poem by M. E. Lee


I knew I liked you the first time I saw you. The second time, I had stars in my eyes but Third time was a charm: you said my name. Fourth tim..
in the sound of it all

in the sound of it all

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


can you hear me now
A Rose

A Rose

A Poem by k.


just to get me started here.
Anxiety.

Anxiety.

A Story by k.


what I felt so strongly one day.
I

I

A Story by k.


I am the waves. I can be loud, I can be quiet. Some like my presence while I’m a nuisance to others. I cause pain, or happiness. It’s blac..
Waqt [TIME]

Waqt [TIME]

A Poem by Yogita Jaiswal


its about time
when i was little

when i was little

A Poem by kathleen


this is just something i came up with while laying in bed, thinking about my past self.
Time and Change in Us.

Time and Change in Us.

A Story by TragicallyHuman


The fear of time, change and ourselves all connects.