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My every things are gone with her.
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I had wanted this to work out. I was so very certain it would this time. However, nothing really went as planned. This is a poem about my dream, the dream that blew up.
I wrote this in a transition period after a harsh break up with my first boyfriend, someone I thought i would always be with because our connection was so strong. My heart was and is still a little broken. This is my grief and my recovery in a nut shell.
What's it even worth to both of us now?
The hush of the air that flows down to me, makes me feel cold as ice and I can hardly breathe. I'm only two drinks in, and I hit that hurt as it start beating like a drum. Everything's too loud anymore, everything's too beautiful I can't even handle my...
So after breaking up from a relationship of six years due to a few reasons. I wrote this for her. Didn't use her real name, instead I used 'Jia'and for myself, used ' woodie'. This is my first time, I hope you guys like it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 4, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
a real poem written by a boy about alcoholism and addiction of drink who used to drink in memory of her beloved, very sad poem which can made easily made you cry.
Poetry | Updated Oct 30, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short story (not really that short) about how to deal with everything that hurts you, loves you or hates you.
My first poem in awhile, I know doesn't rhyme lol this just something went thru
Poetry | Updated Oct 27, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A poem written out of the blue :)
Taking courses in the summer wasn't his best idea but maybe it was worthwhile or maybe not.
Ella Weston is a simple girl next door. She has fought her way till college and is just a few days away from her freedom. She is all ready to welcome a new life of independence, away from her vindictive aunt and her cousin who has made her cry bloody tears ever since the first day she moved in...
It's been a while since you last saw her, but it still hurts. You question why you can't just be left alone, but you don't want to let go of the chance. Love is painful, as is letting go, and being stuck in between is a horrendous feeling.
By Amy R Burkle
A note to a past lover, but is everything as it seems?
My first poetry post on Booksie! For some reason I was inspired by the image I've linked to this poem, but it kind of went off in a completely different direction.
When things in life don't go the way you want them to.