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By Your Side
By your side is where I belong Laying in this bed I can’t help But glance at your body beside mine Completely still except your soft breaths Your lips soft and inviting Your skin slightly flushed Like every night before this one And every night to come I lay here silently Only to be gone… Continue reading
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To Be A Writer
The written word My favourite escape On these pages I pour my heart out I find myself Every single day The worries fade My heartbeat slows I’m finally at peace On these pages With my favourite escape The written word. About “To Be A Writer”: To Be A Writer is about the perks of being a… Continue reading
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These Empty Roads
Night after night I wander these empty roads Not because they are devoid of people But because they are devoid of humanity It’s a lonely experience Seeing the world so clearly Watching people make the same mistakes every day But never able to help them Never able to change their minds So I wander these… Continue reading
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The Bottom Of The Bottle
This poem was inspired by Kevin’s No Theme Thursday prompt for the week. He has so many great images as always this week and this one in particular really grabbed my attention. Continue reading
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Steel Slides And Yellow Walls By Alicia Swain Review
Amazon Summary In Steel Slides and Yellow Walls, Alicia Swain navigates the labyrinthine journey women undergo to form their identities. Through a feminist lens and distinctive voice, her collection veraciously portrays the trials that forge women into sagacious, resilient adults. From contemplation of how to balance mental health despite knowing what tribulations are sure to… Continue reading
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I Feel Like Me Again
There is something so unsettling about the image I used in this poem and I love it. It works so well with the poem. Continue reading
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I Was Never Any Good At Playing Pretend
I was never any good at playing pretend At biting my lip and tossing my hair Sighing and giggling as though I care I tried so hard to be the woman I thought I wanted to be But it was nothing more than a want It’s not who I really am I’m not the woman… Continue reading
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It Was All For You
Trigger Warning: “It Was All For You” is a darker poem and if that’s unsettling for you please don’t read further. I fell to the ground Shattering myself into a million pieces Just so you would notice me I cut my arms and legs Bleeding out Just so you would notice me I ripped out… Continue reading
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