My new band + a poem.
"I don't think I can take much more..." constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
More poetry. Kinda religious, I don't exactly where I was going with it but I pretty much ran with the words. Pew pew Pew!
"How’s it feel not to be real?" Feedback hugely appreciated. :)
You can’t talk, You can’t move For fear of disappointing again.
She wishes she were anything But herself.
Yet another poem I wrote last year.
Perfection Perfect Something I’ll never be.
The mask cracks, Hairline fractures In porcelain white.
A Shakespearean sonnet I had to write for creative writing last year.
Just a poem I wrote last year.
Have this crappy letter I wrote in my head last night instead of sleeping.
I think I'd rather, yes.
The schedule for my updates.
If you tend to think things are either beautiful or ugly, it's time to wake up. It's morning.