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I spent a portion of my teenage years riding in public buses half baked and listening to lo-fi indie music. The other portion mostly consis
by Beata
11 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 11 9:46 AM
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shit flows out of my mouth
like dense heat in the dirty south
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I like hand-rolled cigarettes
more than I like myself
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crawl into me like a cocoon
ferment yourself like a piece of fruit
by Beata
20 lines,
on Oct 22 7:34 PM
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wasting my youth in hookah bars
old men smoking old cigars
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bare legs
in a well-lit room
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there's a kind of swagger, but a feeling of discontent.
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words slurred
lights blurred
by Beata
32 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 11 10:55 PM. In other, society, feelings, life, weird, my own style, everything, anything, high
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inspirational poetry on a bathroom stall
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there's this sort of green glowing like new life,
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a common misconception
in a bar somewhere
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forced inspiration
half-lit cigarette butt
by Beata
27 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 6 2:59 PM. In other, society, feelings, life, weird, my own style, everything, anything, high
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take me back to Montauk New York with the lights off
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teenage infatuation
negative connotation
by Beata
17 lines, 6 comments,
on Oct 4 10:41 AM. In other, my own style, freewrite, society, rhyme, sad, angst, drugs, etc
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passive affair.
run my fingers through her hair.
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high school is a separate world
cut off from actual society.
by Beata
45 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 25 4:56 PM. In angst, high school, society, other, no rhyme, life, thoughts, message, reality
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there's a conversation about computers
by Beata
32 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 20 3:35 PM. In other, no rhyme, freewrite, my own style, thoughts, society, high, drugs, life, angst
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This girl is the kind of girl
that likes to read Hughes,
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I'm such a lightweight and here I am
by Beata
50 lines, 6 comments,
on Sep 13 12:48 PM. In angst, depression, thoughts, personal, sad, other, longing, freewrite, my own style
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desperate silhouettes
on an outworn picnic bench
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I've been reading bukowski
all fucking day
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maybe I'll see you again one day
walking the streets of Berlin or Bombay
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I'm taking it in and spitting it out chewing your words inside my mouth
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Sometimes I'm afraid that I haven't changed
by Beata
48 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 23 4:39 PM. In message, freewrite, thoughts, my own style, contemporary, angst, society, other, life
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my insides are hollow, it's all gone too shit
I can't seem to swallow, can't digest it
by Beata
30 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 21 2:05 PM. In angst, life, personal, society, thoughts, other, my own style, freewrite, sad, pain
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I'm obsessed with details
I can't stop biting my nails
by Beata
43 lines, 8 comments,
on Aug 20 12:32 PM. In angst, life, personal, society, thoughts, other, angry, depressed, freewrite
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your face, your smell, your clothes they're everywhere I go
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If we all have guardian angels then where the fuck is mine?
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god bless me for hating religion and god bless the sinners who don't seek forgiveness
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Fanny packs, sold souls
daytona beach, the great unknown
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I remember the drinks and what song was playing
I remember everything that we weren't saying
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apologies and what they mean to me
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