I would love to say it was at least a bright and sunny day, but it wasn’t. The day I died was gloomy; rain fell from grey… Read more “THE DAY I DIED”
Author: paperchainx
AN ENCOUNTER WITH DEATH
“Darling, darling lay to rest Your pretty head and Aching chest. Lovely, lovely as you are, The ‘living’ of yours has Gone too far. “Oh darling, darling… Read more “AN ENCOUNTER WITH DEATH”
I HAVE SCARS
I am not trying to romanticise them, they’re a tough reality we have to deal with, but instead I want to help to change the way you… Read more “I HAVE SCARS”
4 A.M.
Its 4 a.m. and I can’t sleep, not like the nights I’d stare at the wall memorise every bump before I started to bawl. Its 4 a.m… Read more “4 A.M.”
DOING WHAT YOU LOVE EVEN WHEN YOU DON’T LOVE DOING IT
When I’m healthy I love going on coffee dates with my friends, studying, writing and lots of things that make me Phoebe. When I’m depressed I love… Read more “DOING WHAT YOU LOVE EVEN WHEN YOU DON’T LOVE DOING IT”
RESIST
Each night I convince myself That the moon is perfect company Its light which fills my eyes and lungs Run through my veins that plead to be… Read more “RESIST”
NUMBER 21
I imagine people to be like houses. The body of the person is a house, if you’re really lucky then a home, and inside lives two people… Read more “NUMBER 21”
I SHALL BE
I am a waiting game. I am mountains and valleys so vast you’ll lose yourself in me and never wanted to be found. You just need to… Read more “I SHALL BE”
SPEAK NOW
This poem is NOT written from personal experience, but instead inspired by the song He’s Hurting Me by Maria Mena. If you are experiencing any kind of… Read more “SPEAK NOW”
GUNS AND TRIGGERS
If you hold a gun to someone’s head and pull the trigger, they will die. Now maybe you understand my anxiety a bit better, or you will… Read more “GUNS AND TRIGGERS”