when words aren't enough/we always seem to give up
this poem has nothing to do with a teacup, the title deceives you.
I redid this again guise.
This is something I wrote after playing with the concert band at my school graduation ceremony.
or don't its your choice.
Previously called 'Mysterious Things' but I thought of that title and welp yeah yolo swag (sorry, not sorry)
I believe in rain.
The patients roamed the hall at night, even when they're dead. ~Very very loosely based off Collide With The Sky album by Pierce The Veil.
Just a rant.
Written for someone, I hope they see it.
sometimes I feel like just putting all my titles as 'untitled'.
A poem and an update on stuff.
A poem for Ash.
This is old and from when I first started writing poems.
Lying is my game, what's yours?
They'll spit on your dreams and throw them away, Watch as your happiness fades into grey.
'Bye Princess' was the original name.
I feel so numb.
Used to be called "Take Control of These Situations" Title Credit: Escape the Fate- Issues
Title credit: Sacrifice- Silverstein (Just cause this was the song I was listening too and I can never think of a title, oops.)
The title has nothing to do with the poem. I just like that word.
Like a follow up of 'Coward'.
Believe me when I say, my suicide is long overdue.
Formely named 'Swan Song'
No longer am I dead on the inside, but on the outside as well.
My bloody Valentine, do you love me so?
A poem based on things I did to inflict pain on myself two days ago.
Um, well more depressing stuff. Sorry 3:
This kinda makes no sense, but I give you more of my depressing poetry for you
I need to come up with better titles for my song/poems. Fml.
Wow, I actually had the guts to post a note about the all the stuff going on.
I can't even. God.
Forever & Always, baby. I wrote this cause I like trying to cheer people up :) if you are feeling down read it c:
Some lyrics I finished writing not to long ago, and it would pretty awesome if you R&R'd maybe? Please? c;
Poem type thing-y. They never noticed, but when they finally did they were to late. .
Poem I wrote while drowning in my own self-pity.
One-shot. Frank wants to tell the others some jokes.
A poem or something I guess.
Mikey gets bullied and he just doesn't know if he can take it anymore. Third person pov.Songfic- Make It Stop(September's Children) by Rise Against R&R?