21/F/Colorado    serratedmoth.tumblr.com // instagram: @serrated.moth // Write to get it out. Write to make room for better things. Write til' your fingers cramp.

Croatia    One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple. - Jack Kerouac

122/Non-binary/Death's Door    Truly just writing for myself, whether it's a messy (or not-so-messy) poem or just a "diary" entry. This is where I come to release my …

Montville, NJ    I love to write, I'm not sure why I'll continue to write till the day I die Why you ask? I own a pen, therefore …

F/east coast australia    (*please note all of the work i post here is the intellectual property of betterdays and affilliated names and is covered by copywright law.)

30/F/VA    From my twenties-->thirties. “I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting …

Portland, ME    nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

sort of an emotional blob of lines

21/Non-binary    call me sol. poet of love, light, healing, and life.

26/F/Toronto    INSTAGRAM: @evilwenchpoems Old soul. New age.

"Life is beautiful, Be happy and make others happy" is my Motto. But life has tought me that you cannot make everyone happy. Some one …

"I'm not mad." Narrator: She was angry. And maybe even a little resentful. Nickel has asserted her right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, …

A poem is like a tickle, it gives both joy and pain: with blissful tears and tearful giggles, you'll read that poem again. A poem …

23/M/Maryland    Trying to make something of these words. Always looking to read, write, and discuss. -Feel free to message- I wrote this stuff but none of …

here    born, breathe, till I do not!

Wisconsin    ♎ | ♀ | ♬ Falling in love and falling apart make for the most genuine pieces.

Humboldt County Ca.    Life on the Mad River. Through lines: poetry. I went into psychology with two questions: how do people work and what is the source of …

"Some people feel the rain others just get wet" ~ Bob Marley

Canada    I luz reading poetry :*

D.C.    Seeker. Oh lament, the sun settles from golden gaiety to smoke gray. And all creatures seen dormant...repose. Then in a gesture of compassion, curious with …

23/F/Pocatello, Idaho    Hope is a flame that cannot be quenched. So am I.

The Valley    He's my Fleur de lis My hot fantasy In charge On large responsibility To me For me By Me Into me His mouth His Pussy …