In a rain-kissed meadow dew on green blades glisten like stars in the day Smoke-like clouds open wide like pages of a book Pedals of rose and yellow like lips of mother nature bloom for the sun and dance for the wind He flows over the earth gentle like a singing stream In one hand… Continue reading Poem: Off in the Meadow
Days they fade away into the grey but it feels so much better Light it waves goodbye into the night but it feels so much better You are back at my side This isn't life This here is so much better Within my night-like life you were the light at my side Some type of… Continue reading Into the Grey: Poem
"Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry. But it's too late, I'm sorry. So much weighing on me. I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry. But I can't stay, I'm sorry. So much weighing on me." -Joyner Lucas, I'm sorry I don't miss you To miss you, I'd… Continue reading Release Me
Trigger warning ⚠️ I could scream I could shout Nobody in this world would hear a sound I could be in your face unleashing everything all of my pain And after pretending you didnt see a thing you'd casually turn and walk away Maybe if I went into a crowd and put a barrel to… Continue reading Poem: Do You See Me Now?
Trigger warning ⚠️ He made a gun with his hand and put the barrel to his head With a sigh he closed his eyes and found relief in a final goodbye He was on the edge and didn't mind going over He already felt dead and couldn't get any colder Plus life never fed his… Continue reading Poem: A Final Goodbye
He never truly felt alive But at the same time never quite like he'd ever died The truth was the boy lived a life in which he always felt dead inside And the worst part was that he never knew why Thank you guys for stopping by MrHushHush Entries; I hopes you liked the poetry.… Continue reading Poem: Dead Inside
Now a relationship is something we won't ever have. Why do I feel like I lost something that I never had?
There’s a certain feeling that I think most every person gets at a funeral, when everyone comes together to grieve and celebrate the life of whoever has passed. Every good memory with the person fills our minds and any and all bad times are like they never happened. Any problems the family had just goes […]… Continue reading Re-post: Holding On by Defining Yellow
Would you see me then, Dad?