this is a fandom poem for the band the GazettE's guitarist Uruha. i had an idea to create a full story from this but i decided to try and make a poem of it instead and upload it instead in this format. lemme know what u think of it, pretty please!

A five year old girl dying from abuse

This is a short little poem about the story of Alphabet Galaxy. Check out the entire story of the Alphabet Galaxy in my list of stories!

rebelling? maybe. tired of being your puppet? Absolutely. Love him? It's inevitable. Sorry bout the facts.

An unspoken promise expressed through poem to the woman who matter's most.

This is about how I feel about my older sister sometimes... rated K because of language

Sometimes poetry can be the best thing to help us cope with a family member's passing...A few free-verse poems that helped me do just that.

A poem for my Grandma.

A poem for my Grandma.

yes. i'm a twin. and i had to let this out, because he's living with my dad and hasn't talked to me in 5 months. and when you're never been without someone before, it can feel kind of...lonely

I'd punch them in the face if they ever tried to touch me like that" but are you sure? You never know until your in that situation, you never know until it happens to you. I dont think you would do what you say, i dont think you could if it happened to u.

Poem about coming out as asexual

ok so this poem started out as a thing talkin about how my mom never listen to what i have to say and ended up being about a mother child abuse thing killin her daughter and......weird how that happens huh? anyway its sad but good sooo please read

Another poem i made about how i feel about my brother leaving me. read the first one called 'Brother' to get why i'm so hurt by my brother leaving

Nefas means wrong in Latin. - I know this, I don't need you to tell me. I know what's wrong with me, I don't find it a curse. -

How a child suffers without the comfort of her father and waits for the time when he will finally returns.

Thanksgiving and Family Arguments

Everyone likes her more than they like me. She's prettier, she's smarter, she's skinnier... She's everything I'm not.

Whenever I go into the suburbs it feels weird to me; the sprawl and the sameness and the feeling that I'm about to vomit.

Mother's day poem I wrote ages ago. Please tell me if you like it.And if you don't, why?

A gift from my father on my 16th birthday.

...of the future, of what might and never be.

Children grow up and leave their parents, not stopping to think about how much the parents care.

My feelings on the girl we adopted... a bit of a rant. And no offense to others who have been adopted, this is not directed at everyone.

Trying to coax an unwilling child away from his toys and into bed.