I was gonna write a poem about soap But I’m no good at poems, so I lost all hope Aristotle should not run for the role of pope I would be better, I hope Even if I continually slip down that endless slope I am made clean by the dirt and mud. The earth’s hands […]
From the day I was born, I was beautiful. It was a compliment I’d received so frequently that it no longer felt like a novelty, just a natural response out of some arbitrary respect for my appearance. At some point, I didn’t even bother to respond to such compliments aside from a small smile, or […]
Sun around the world finds me Moon around the world hides me My dog stepped on a bee And then came after me Still, there’s more that I must be Stop. Silence is all the noise I need. Note: This poem was written as part of an activity where members of The Fourth Floor […]
I’m the best friend in all the movies. It may sound cliche. My purpose is to encourage my best friend to ask out a boy or run for prom queen. Of course, I’ll go to prom too, wearing a nice dress, but not as pretty as hers; I’m good looking, but not as beautiful as […]
Note: This conveys themes of Bipolar Disorder. Dear me, I am shocked by your self-centeredness. I thought you would write about Anything else, I mean Really? You? Why, what will you write, you walking contradiction? My thoughts and feelings constantly change You need to make up your mind. Sad, I felt so sad YESTERDAY, […]
She makes me feel insecure She thinks I’m too loud When I talk she stares She has red hair She uses it to her advantage, Flaunting it around as she laughs She used to have brown hair And so I wonder if it’s now red because somebody made her feel self-conscious She’s in my third […]
ACCOUNT 1: An old envelope sealed with the seal of Dyfinea in a plain wooden box that was buried in the dirt on the kingdom’s border, the paper yellow with time. On the outside, the envelope reads “Arana,” the name of the first dark queen, and the letter inside it is signed “Ina,” the name […]
Wind against stone Naught pushing back Rage in the bone All fading black Dreams drifting ‘way Goal kept in mind Thoughts locked at bay Dark cloud to find Lost in the storm Sound cracking close Light taking form My chosen dose I scream and shout To no avail Wind brushes stone As rock beats gale […]
