A Poem By Gina I. // 11/13/2016

What happens when time falls asleep?
What happens when I can't dream?
Do I lose my grip of reality?
Or do I find myself finally free?

When did I stop flying
Just to find I'm falling?
When did I realize
That I've lost it all?
What will I find if I
Ever return to ground?
Will I someday
Finally be found?


For Pete's sake this is

For Pete's sake this is awesome! I LOVE it! So ridiculously relatable.

Damaris Ann | Sun, 12/11/2016

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

How did I not see this one at

How did I not see this one at first?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beautiful cadence and rhythm, a charm to read. It's sentiment is so sad and heartfelt.

Madalyn Clare | Thu, 12/29/2016

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!


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