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Perditus.

An outcast, a burden, emotional instability’s emaciated hostage. 

The fading marks on her skin, a mere map of the painful roads of her past. 

She’s frozen, no way out of the solitary confinement that is her own mind. 

Derogatory whispers slowly convince her that she is unwanted, unloved, alone.

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Melancholy.

He pins me to the ground, and whispers into my ear. “Why are you still around? Nobody really wants you here.”

I yell no, try to fight him off, beg and plead. There is no point, he’s staying, I can’t escape, he's taken the lead. 

This dark entity, this monster who lives in my head. This bully who won’t give up until I am dead.

Will I ever take control of this fight, and break free? Or will...

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Butterfly Kisses

Small, subtle, barely there, and ever so slight. 
Were the precious flutters I felt first tonight.
Faint waves of hello, I am here, feel my touch.
I knew then, darling, I adored you so much.
Ten fingers, ten toes, what colour are your eyes?
Will you sleep calm and sweet, or wake me with your cries?
Such questions left unanswered, our time tainted from the start.
My lost little one, you'll r...

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Infatuation

Eyes are the windows to the soul, so they say.
Well yours, my love, all but take my breath away.
Inviting, captivating, and mesmerising beauty.
Pools of stardust, that twinkle, glitter, sparkle... Oh, the way you look at me. 

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Contemplation

‪Memories.

Unwavering pain. 

Dry tears, blood-flushed cheeks. 

 

On first glance, appearing strong.

Behind the mask, I am weak.

 

Dream stained pillow, drenched in grief.

Twilight, my best friend.


Eyes locked open. 

Tangled stomach.

Sadness.

Begging for the end.  

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