The room smelled of forgotten promises.
Dust curled in sunbeams,
the piano sighing songs
we never finished.
A photograph – bent corners;
a letter pressed smooth,
its words folded into silence.
Your laughter trembles
through empty walls,
shadows shimmer and fade…
and I remain
where your laughter
once lived.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 5:51 PM UTC
In order to heal...
You need
to come
at peace
with what
which needs
healing.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 8:35 AM UTC
What is light
if it cannot
brighten your life?
What is love
if it cannot
fill your heart
with joy?
What is friendship
if trust is found wanting?
What is life
if you cannot
stand for something?
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 4:16 PM UTC
I am not a season;
don't wait for me to change.
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 12:09 PM UTC
I need someone creative, (although all of you are)
The truth is, I've been trying to publsih a book.
I started working on it this summer.
Long story made short: It's been an amazing journey with more crash outs than I would like to admit.
I'm really excited because I am sooooo close to publishing it.
But the thing that I am most intrigued about is this phrase:
12
Grey
Tears
Try
Life.
Kinda wierd huh? I somehow came across this acrostic while I was editing some poems. For all my creative wrtiters, here's your prompt.
I would love to read your thoughts on its meaning, the background story, or something that it reminds you of.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 12:07 AM UTC
In the night,
A sky filled with vivid scars.
“I’ve healed,” she screams,
To tell her heart,
“It’s fine… the peace is not too far.”
In the light, she resides.
The darkness, she fights.
She struggles,
Yet survives.
In her soul,
A quiet storm resides.
With every step,
She learns to rise,
And dreams of calm
Beyond the skies.
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 9:34 PM UTC
Believe in your abilities
have faith in yourself,
trust your instincts—
that’s the best way
to live,
I think.
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 9:30 PM UTC