miss-leigh

Falling In love It isn't hard to fall in love Falling out of love is harder But when she fell Her whole world fell with her Head first into a tunnel It violently consumed her And it was beautiful Fierce

A Boy's Toy Baby it's okay I thought you were awake, I swear! You're a light sleeper, what would you think? If I wanted to, I could of Maybe I should be grateful he didn't I'll be quick I'm horny and I

You'll See My sister, you see, is much different than me Her arms always show the flow of the deep red sea While she cries, she still calls me sweet pea I hold my breath as, I wonder who she would be If

You Relying on someone, Is not something I do Sleeping peacefully, Is something I do But now I find myself, Drifting away thinking of you Questions Questions have been on my mind, Should all my poems rhyme?

This is slightly nerve-racking for me. But as mentioned in a previous post, it's time to get over my fear of the unknown. Recently I've been attempting to write poetry - emphasis on "attempting"

It was no longer the atmosphere overwhelmed by tired adults, calculating how long until they could go back home to bed or sorting through morning emails. There was no longer teenagers in their gray tracksuits

"The unknown; in itself, is nothing. Yet, we fear it. Just know it's okay to fear the unknown and know it's not in our hands." Have you ever realised how your fear of the unknown holds you back?

After making a Steem account, struggling to login (I'm relatively useless with technology, often overlooking obvious quick fixes) then not understanding how to start,downloading the wrong app, not knowing