the drazic diaries
A little while ago I was looking to see if I could find some of my old poetry, and I remembered a website that I used when I was 11 and 12 years old. 546 more words
2 weeks ago
Struggled with her life
the child that was rejected
she strived for her place in society
she was homeless & frigid
that strong willed girl… 47 more words
2 weeks, 5 days ago
Friends are like flowers
When nurtured with love and friendship
Loyalty and trust
They grow with you and Blossom
When you help take care of their needs and they yours, 98 more words
3 weeks ago
So during the week I’ve discovered old poetry I’ve written years ago. I’ll be uploading them over the weekend and of next week when possible. I can’t wait to share them with you all! 7 more words
3 weeks, 3 days ago
Runaway with me,
we can play a game of pretend;
until the pains are forgotten.
We can build a seemingly perfect illusion.
When we are done the structure will shatter, 6 more words
2 months, 3 weeks ago
You poured the alcohol,
lit up and burned your bridges.
The words you uttered can’t be unheard,
I’m not willing to forgive or forget.
There is no turning back, 39 more words
lying on my back staring at the sky high above,
I am searching for the golden sun.
Hiding behind the looming clouds it hangs,
they are as colourless as can be. 68 more words