Poems from mIeNlFP
Nights are where my mind uses my saved stress to play out a story of rumination.
It does this for me when I find the peace that can’t...
At times I fight my uncontrollable mind that's wise but I don't think on time so I just collect all the words that fall down, but when it's...
I learned to stay passive, like the times grown eyes watch when threats were attaching to me until a lack of breath. They pour more pain...
The wounded healer is a savor who only want to help for her sins.
The wounded healer is strong minded but we train it to be passive.
The...
A new emotion formed out of my mind. A feeling that doesn’t aim to stay in my heart and decay into my thoughts. I used to feel everything...