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I can't take this anymore
Poetry | Updated Mar 31, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 8
This is what I do when I'm mad about something, I make it into a poem.
Or you know throw something.
This is the healthy way I deal with anger.
Poetry | Updated Mar 19, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
I'm emo, I'm caving in, and dead-ish...
Poetry | Updated Mar 12, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 6
I'm gonna do something a little different here....
Thie is what I sound like...when I'm sick haha. I always like to associate a voice or a face to the words I read, so I suppose that now I'm offering at least part of that.
As I implied, this is a song I recorded when I was pretty sick a...
Poetry | Updated Mar 5, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
i had an accident in october 2000,i was in traction for nine days this was just a little poem i wrote while i was bed ridden.
Poetry | Updated Mar 1, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This poem tells the horrible truth about meat.And how much I hate it though I unfortuntly wouldnt be able to live without it .Its horrible crueltly
sick of going to work,sick of not being sick enough to take a day off work,just sick of working altogether?
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
this chapter is in Leanne's POV so just so u kno.
I'm sick today...so I thought I would write a poem about it.
Poetry | Updated Feb 19, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
becoming the trigger, and letting the blade lure you is a dirty thing to do....I made a bad mistake...which I hope to never do again, because it is foolish... no matter how bad you feel, it is not a wise choice...
I saw a little boy in a shopping mall one christmas. His hair was missing and he had a mobile i.v. unit with him. I wrote this shortly after...
Poetry | Updated Feb 16, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
By Alice Sykes
A short song about feeling "sick" and mental illness. Feedback is appreciated, thank you