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- Someone Give Me A Title! at allpoetry
. - [ time is barreling towards me ] at allpoetry
time is barreling towards me like a frieght train - Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose at allpoetry
hours drag endlessly but whole days (eons) - Incomplete at allpoetry
It's been awhile since we've talked. - Insane Ramblings at allpoetry
you all think you know what depression feels like - Trains of Thought at allpoetry
. - Wip at allpoetry
steam clears my head and fogs my mind - Not Necrophelia at allpoetry
. - Autumn Angst at allpoetry
. - The Dance of the Moth and the Flame at allpoetry
Sometimes I think too much - Work In Progress at allpoetry
secrets - Need a Title at allpoetry
today / i decided to live / not because / i want to / in fact / i still want / the opposite / but because / you need me / and now / that the choice / has been made / i feel - Just Get It Over With at allpoetry
i'd rather stay silent / and think that maybe / he wouldn't listen, / than to say no / and find out / i'm right / i've learned / to shut up, / zone out, / and take it / he'll only - Work In Progress at allpoetry
i slowly made progress, / moving forward / inch by painful inch, / but now, / going nowhere fast, / i find / all my efforts / have been a waste / life is as good / as over / at 22 - Being a Woman at allpoetry
being a woman means / enduring those long hard hungry stares / that give away exactly what he wants to do to you / regardless of what you want / (or don't want) / being a woman means / hating your own body, - Work In Progress at allpoetry
i trusted you / i trusted you with everything / but instead of helping me / you wounded me / perhaps fatally / and even if / by some miracle (curse) / i survive / i - I'm Done at allpoetry
june came / with too much heat / and no hope / just time to kill / no purpose / no point / to any of it / defeated / i lie languid / covered / in tears / and sweat / wait - Monthly Reminder at allpoetry
I took the last little pink pill today
that means it's coming - Accidental Criminal at storywrite
We loitered in the rundown baseball dugout, drinking cheap rum. Alex sat in the corner with Brianna on his lap. Sean leaned against the c - Writing at storywrite
I scribble down lines. And pause, stuck; I flip through my thesaurus, the thick one Grandma gave me in an unsuccessful attempt to lessen my - Dinner at storywrite
I walked up the cafeteria steps with my head down and my shoulders hunched up to my ears. I fumbled with my lunch-card, scanned and grabbed a tray. It was so loud a - Why Talking is Bad at storywrite
He exhaled slowly as I turned to look at him. His brow was wrinkled in thought. His mouth was drawn into a thin hard line; the air escaped from a tiny gap between h - The Quiet Room at storywrite
How long have I stared at these dull walls? The days seem to run together.
This room is almost empty. There is no furniture except a
