A Broken Mirror
In front of me is a broken mirror Reflecting what I all know too well A face which I hate sometimes, Maybe even all the time. No matter what I do The mirror always seems cracked on the face. Even if I try something new, It's still the same. I'm...
Two-Faced
I wear a kind mask like I always do. But today I put on a new mask, That shifted my mood. A mask unlike how I am supposed to be, Not my personality. And yet I can't stop wearing it. The mask expresses rage, hatred, and blood. Towards those...
The Wolf Alone
The wolf stood alone, once again. He didn't mean for this, any of it... But happen it did. The demon got too close, discovered who he really was, and ran away like all the others. "Is there no one who will try?" He cries to the wind. He...
The True Nature of Dragons by Ser Arturian
_Dragons_ _though they may claim to be as any other creature when it comes to motivations and emotions they are wrong, or better put they are lying_ _all dragons, even those who fight for what you may consider a noble cause, are nothing but beasts...
Crushed
I thought I could be happy for once, But that was a lie. All the negative things I thought about myself Were... right. I would like to help people But it seems I can only do so little, It wouldn't make any difference if I wasn't here. ...
Vulnerable
I am here for you if you need to vent or scream or punch or curse! “because at this point, just being someone’s punching bag would be preferred. “i just miss people.
"Submit" (a poem)
"Submit" I've come up with the idea. I've thought about it. I've planned it out. I've outlined it. " Submit" I've typed the words. I've told the story. I've penned the dialogue. I've written it. "Submit" I've reread...
Weight of a Name
Weight of a...
Simplicit Complex
#5 of poetry and poems bit of vent writing i did when my family was planned on moving out of state and we were all going.
The Debate That Typically Ends In More Scars
A vent piece that i finished a while ago that had also been swirling in my head for a while before i finished it. back then i was dissatisfied with the name i gave this poem but now i think it’s decent and straight to the point.
The Abyss - medium poem
This is one of the few vent poems i've written. this one in particular has a bit of a story behind it. i've had issues with bipolar depression. so while i was at work one night at my old job i had a big depression swing.
The Abyss .:A vent poem:.
I am being swallowed, Chocking in my minds abyss. I yell for someone to hear, but none the less, I cry in fear. My mind shifts and wanders, holding onto what I had left... I was told "You're amazing" then silence befell everything I had...