Liam_Fletcher - Hello Poetry

This tumbled leather seat crumples under my weight. These corduroy pants then blend fabrications. A delicate flicker from across the room Casts a vague silhouette. Wax trickling down the glass as I take in my last breath.

0

Jan 10

Jan 10, 2026 at 7:29 PM UTC

Liam_Fletcher

Let Go

This tumbled leather seat crumples under my weight. These corduroy pants then blend fabrications. A delicate flicker from across the room Casts a vague silhouette. Wax trickling down the glass as I take in my last breath.

5

I can't close my eyes tears gather. I can't breathe the air is stuck. I can't gulp my throat is tight. I try to plant my dream, but land is barren Still, I try. Even my conscience mocks me.

0

Liam_Fletcher

Jan 10

Jan 10, 2026 at 7:22 PM UTC

Immortality

Still, I Try

I can't close my eyes tears gather. I can't breathe the air is stuck. I can't gulp my throat is tight. I try to plant my dream, but land is barren Still, I try. Even my conscience mocks me.

12

You are my first thought of the day and my last.

0

Liam_Fletcher

Jan 10

Jan 10, 2026 at 7:21 PM UTC

Mateja

First and Last

You are my first thought of the day and my last.

2

I wish I could hide and be distant from the reality I am held within. Locked away and never seen. Not a whisper nor a squeak. Inside this tiny little box, Jewel encrusted and neat Not to be opened or touched as it only contains sin.

0

Jan 10

Jan 10, 2026 at 7:17 PM UTC

Liam_Fletcher

Reality

I wish I could hide and be distant from the reality I am held within. Locked away and never seen. Not a whisper nor a squeak. Inside this tiny little box, Jewel encrusted and neat Not to be opened or touched as it only contains sin.

4