These are the most recent submissions.
Part 1 of an unnamed collection of short poems. About love.
ANother fight after a really hard night
“There is always time for another last minute”
Just something I typed out while my mind kept me up for yet another sleepless night. It may not seem it, but this short poem is talking about risking a friendship in hopes of something more, and whether or not it would be worth the risk of trying. I'm sure everyone can relate to the so-called "friend zone". I'd appreciate honest feedback, I've been considering getting back into writing.
revised and resubmitted
On moving away from someone you want to stay close to.
When love dies, there is no escape in that place.
Just me writing... I haven't gotten much out since my Mom passed in terms of emotions on paper (or out loud to anyone either).
I don't even mind if this is poetically subpar; it's cathartic.