Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Popular last 30 days

love poem depression death poetry life loss Peace truth war

Popular last 12 months

love poetry life poem nature death hope War loss pain

revaluation (Remove filter)

She

She, 

 is not yet an old soul. Such apprenticeship has not yet begun.

Studiously she watches as you cite your second hand wisdom. 

Bested by her innocence,  such familiar nostalgia withers like the thick layer of dust it hides beneath.

Shaken and bruised like brine against an ice cube,  the vermouth of your ideals is poured into an ill fitting glass.

Left feeling dirty you turn to d...

Read and leave comments (0)

Shehebreak upself loathingheartbreaksplitheartacherevaluationgrowth

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message