Hello.

Funnily enough, I'm not dead, however just very tired. Here's a story I wrote for a school assignment, but I thought it would be better if I shared it here too.

This piece is based upon the song, 'Ghost of You' by 5 Seconds of Summer.

Hope you enjoy this one. x

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-T-vhGL9fP8

This is a poem of a very strange habit I have: I talk to myself sometimes. I'm not crazy! It just helps me organise my thoughts and let my mind breathe a little. It usually happens at night and/or when I'm alone. I just wanted to articulate it somehow. Maybe you might do it too..? Maybe it's just me..? Who knows?Let me know what you think!

A poem about a transparent soul that imprudently ploughs through the souls of the innocent.

Another little poem! Thank you all so much for your positive responses on the previous poem! I'm trying my best to get better at poetry, and I'm grateful of your support!

yes I am also aware that the heart on the cover is translucent shh

About a girl who faces the consequences of speaking out; sometimes it's better to stay low.

Not entirely sure what this is but I like it. Please suggest any errors or changes that can be made. Poetry doesn't come naturally to me, thus I'm not the best at writing it.

Thank you for reading!

This poem is my internalized feelings about academic stress compiled strangely into the perspective of a slowly declining office worker. I honestly don't know how this happened but it kinda just... did. Enjoy...? 

Maybe I'm having a barely-quarter life crisis, who knows? Please do let me know your comments, thoughts and suggestions!

Welcome to this blog of mine; my random little corner of the internet. This is where I express whatever I want. Not much more to it, really!

Chloe, my lover...

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Another freeform/prose poem I conjured up! I really am trying to get better at poetry, but I hope you enjoy it. Feedback is always appreciated!

Just a lil' poem I wrote last year, about the inevitability of maturity and growing up! Splendid.

Again, I apologise for any lack of skill or anything, as poetry isn't my greatest forte!

ｓｈａｌｌ ｗｅ ｒｉｄｅ ｔｈｅ ｄｒｅａｍｔｉｄｅ™？

Catherine finds comfort and safety within simply but a creamy beige microfibre blanket adorned with roses, but it was more than that.

Excerpt:

'It was true, Catherine was certainly experiencing hardship. A raging war she simply couldn't win. It felt as if she were locked in a dark room, numbed of emotion. She didn't feel sad, she just felt... lost.

l o s t .'

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A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this short piece. There are mentions of cutting in this story, and although I have not experienced any form of self-harm (nor do I encourage it), I completely understand it is a serious and sensitive epidemic.I do not intend to offend anyone.

A cold liar and a heart of ice crushed. They were fobidden lovers; their love translucent and empty, like a ghost's.

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A/N: Here's a poem I wrote! Apologies, I am a little bit rusty, as it has been quite a while since I have written poetry. Suggestions and corrections are very much appreciated and welcomed. Thanks!

A star knitting away a sea of ink, only to have found themselves lost within its waters.

(Feedback is much appreciated!)