Poetry Blogs (finding yourself)
her eyes are storms
her arms are sleeves
her heartbeat can be heard through her chest as it beats
her tongue is a knife
but the softness is beneath
under the lipstick she hides behind and the rouge on her cheeks
but she feels the rain drops from her storms
the needles that drew on those sleeves
the heart when it skips a beat
the lipstick on her teeth
and not even she ...
Friday 11th January 2019 12:21 am
THE hardest thing to do,
Is find the real you.
Your rawest and purest form,
That in the coldest of days can make you feel warm.
But first, there are events you must go through.
SOMETIMES we adopt the persona of celebrity idols,
Or become obsessed with higher social class titles.
Lose ourselves in social media networks,
Endulge ourselves in the latest trending quirks.
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 10:42 pm
And just like that
I feel lighter, calmer, happier
Even though, I am technically a criminal
But in reality, I am just a teenager
I’m just a teenager that needs a break from the
mental health issues that seem to rattle around
my overcrowded skull
Wednesday 19th September 2018 5:57 am