Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • Poetry

    By Bee.Lover

    Counting backwards

    I'll push my dull heart down

    Anytime you need me to

    And you'll never hear me

    Beg you under my breath 

    Not to leave me

     

    You looked at me

    Like I'm a horrible 

    Burden just now

  • My Little Star

    You’re something like a bright star, shining bright above the world while everyone sleeps. I stayed up every night, admiring your glow, wishing I could be as bright as you.

  • Memories


    Why must memories never last?

    Are they nothing but the past? 
    Or maybe they are just there to grasp 

    Grasp for the moment not the hour 

    Until they stack like a tower 

  • I’m from

    I am from the cold conditions 

    The conditions you can’t feel your hands where the wind whistles and wipes 

    I am from the rocking sea witch provides comfort when need be