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ElenaNickle
ElenaNickle
36/F/Ottawa Forensic science nerd, writer of romance and emotional garbage. Hopeless romantic who love science and medical science and forensics. Just look at the stars! ©️2025- 2029 Elena Nickle
Some times I feel like A villain on the power rangers So out of control that I cannot help but feel like I am a monstrous Ramage As I walk around I feel like a ******* Of a disaster and I seem to cause The chaos but I could not be anything But a gifted mess and that is walking around. Though this I say Even cryptids seem to have more Control over their ******* emotions. I am just talking out of my emotions Or there is water to what I say. I Find that I have to fond away to deal with The green eyed monster and combat it. Though it is ******* hard at times. As I feel like an exploding balloon i feel nothing but chaos of wanting to pop. This idea that there someone out there for everyone obviously Never met Me
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Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 7:09 PM UTC
Power rangers
The people who were supposed to be My friends Proved not when I needed them Most I was called ***** for being interested in forensic science A spazz because I had emotional scars And toll to **** my self Because i was unique These people who were supposed to be my friends Proved to be a pain in the **** Both physically and emotionally A keloid To be rid of Has more integrity Then them What they did they will have to Answer for to God he says Thru shalt not killer But that is only with weapons Not with words As I was slowly murdered And my dreams broken These people who were my friends They are Fake
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Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 1:22 PM UTC
Broken dreams
Most girls think of boy bands. Most girls think of heart throbbs But they are shallow I am not like Most girls My crush was not with a throbbed Or a boy singer But with a doctor A Most unusual Was there something wrong with Me At the f**king time I will never know. I am not like Most girls
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Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 1:12 PM UTC
Not like most girls
So I am human Though I have been discarded By many people and lovers Never to be touches again I have a biohazard sticker on my forehead No one wants to go near me I am emotional Medical waste I find  nothing  redeeming About love the Very mention of that word Frightens me More than A fight with death I am scared That if I come looking for it It will lead To me Being hurt Discarded as if I am medical waste Don't go near me I am who I am As I cry in the corner I can't think of anything More then to flutter Off like a butterfly A butterfly to a better place Why don't I stop looking for love Why can't I look for More knowledge And curiosities In life and death
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Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 12:53 PM UTC
Emotional medical waste
I love you with all my DNA But i fear that you don't I fear rejection and discompassion I love with you with all my DNA With all my being But I think that you Return my love with Hatred I love you with all my DNA But I think that you only Want money from Me I love you with all my DNA But I can't be to sure to Sure if your eyes Are really smiling at me And if your touch says That you love me with all your DNA too. As you make love to me and I, you I cannot help but think this All a lie like the others Before you I Autopsy  your feeling and investigate The idea of love The scene where we made love kissed and made intense love This is just of my dreams I feel depressed that you won't return my love for you I love with my DNA Always But do you feel the same Kiss my lips and hold me until  I pass sweetly in your arms Let our bodies entwine with eachother as We make the best love in our lives.  As I find that we Will never part. Is this just an experiment gone wrong Kiss mee where every you want.   And I will die for you.
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Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 12:41 PM UTC
With all my DNA