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Tag: prosetry

“Strong and Sturdy”

CW/TW: suicidal ideation. The grotesque irony of realising that you do indeed need to be hospitalised for your own safety … More

BPD, breakdown, depression, hospital, mental health, mental illness, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, self harm, suicidality, suicide, writing

Heart(less)

I kept explaining my heart away. Too heavy to carry, too broken to mend, I dreamt that that mess of … More

body, love, memory, mental health, mental illness, poem, poetry, prosetry, relationships, trauma, writing

Want

“What do you want?” “I want to chew on your bones // to go back to 2008 and stop her … More

addiction, CNF, creative writing, life, memoir, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, relationships, writing

Ways In Which Your Body Stopped You From Living Your Dreams

You wanted to be a prima ballerina but childhood malnourishment & dire poverty made your bones too weak, your tiny … More

addiction, body, childhood, dreams, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, self harm, writing

Fight Night

Claret on cotton and hearts on sleeves; words that hurt and eyes that bleed. After too much truth serum, I … More

breakups, fight, heartbreak, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, relationships, writing

Meant To

Apparently, you’re not supposed to smile when a cat scratches you. That’s what he told me when he realised that I … More

blood, depression, mental illness, poem, poetry, prose poem, prosetry, self harm, self injury, suicidal ideation

(Pro-)/(Retro-)gression

1 I fill the void with three liters of cheap white wine and morph into a monster in a mini … More

addiction, alcohol, alcoholism, CNF, drug, drug abuse, memoir, poem, poems, poetry, prose, prose poetry, prosetry, real life

Diary Entries – 11/52

Monday super sad again today, choosing names for children that I’ll never have. Tuesday thinking about that time we took … More

Daily Diary, diary, grief, journal, memoir, mental illness, notebook, poem, poetry, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, real life, writing

Can’t/Won’t Write

Well he asked me what I was passionate about and I said writing, I’m a writer, and he asked me … More

drunk, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, secrets, sex, short story, strangers, writing

Inheritance

You left us nothing but your everything You gave us nothing but your all no bank account, no savings, just … More

death, family, grief, Hijacked Amygdala, life, love, memory, poetry, prosetry, tribute, truth, writing

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