stranger123 27d ago Scars When they speak of scars,they speak of blades on skin,of crimson blooms on pale wrists,more…
stranger123 31d ago Isolation my shadowed twin,A gift wrapped in silence, tightly bound,In this stillness, thoughts take flight,A jester mocks my missed embraces."What ifs" linger like spectral forms,Haunting the paths I dared notmore…
stranger123 31d ago Darkness They say the dark is something to dread,But what could it hide? Shadows or dread?As I linger in this cavern of thought,Echoes ricochet, racing through my head,I’ve never feared the night’s velvet shromore…
stranger123 31d ago Freedom is the breath of choice,to break the chains of expectation,weighing not the heart for others’ ease,but carving paths that spark elation. Decisions bloom from our own soil,a garden tended for the selmore…
stranger123 36d ago Captive In the quiet corners of thought,a cell—yet not a prison,where shadows murmur secrets,and truth dances in half-light,like flickers of hope weaving through smoke. Here, I stand,not lost, but searchingmore…
stranger123 40d ago Hot Showers I’ve always heard people say that people that like hot showers are lonely I always joked on the thought laughed mocking there words not realizing what they truly meant how they only said things like tmore…
stranger123 46d ago Stranger what does it mean to be a stranger?I ponder the reflection in the glass,the face I wear, a veil over my truth,too timid to peel back the layers,this mask has become my second skin,a familiar shroud,obmore…
stranger123 47d ago Addiction What is this bondage—a feeling, a vice,A drink, a drug, whispers of sweet escape?They told me, “Be clean, don’t chase that life,It shatters your soul, destroys those around you.”Yet here I am, crackedmore…
stranger123 48d ago Poetry I once dismissed it all as mere ink, scribbled thoughts on pages, words in books, lacking weight, void of breath, unaware, never grasping the heart of poetry. When you write, it blooms from love, frommore…
