Showing posts with label Sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sad. Show all posts

Monday, 2 October 2017

Eternal Winter | Poem


Artist Unknown. Edited by me.
~X~
"Seasons change and people grow, but sometimes, they don't always grow back with you."
A short poem written and created by me.

Thursday, 16 February 2017

Summer | Poem


Artist Unknown
~X~
"The sun shines, but raindrops fall—drowning me."
'Summer' is a short poem written and created by me. It is the final part of my four seasonal poem series focusing on dark emotions. For the previous season, click here. Thank you for reading! ♥

Saturday, 24 December 2016

Spring | Poem


Author of Image Unknown
~X~
"A dark twisted weed, dying to be freed."
'Spring' is a short poem written and created by me. It is part of my four seasonal poem series focusing on dark emotions. For the previous season, click here. Thank you for reading! ♥

Wednesday, 23 November 2016

Winter | Poem


Author of Artwork Unknown
~X~
"Numb and alone, even the snow cannot be felt on my skin and within my bones."
'Winter' is a short poem written and created by me. It is part of my four seasonal poem series focusing on dark emotions. For the previous season, click here. Thank you for reading! ♥

Thursday, 6 October 2016

Drifted | Poem

Author of Image Unknown
~X~
"A tide may carry you back to shore, but it can also drown you."
A short poem about depression, written and created by me.

Monday, 4 April 2016

The Lost Diary #8 | The Void


The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths.

http://steph-ex.blogspot.com.au/search/label/The%20Lost%20Diaryhttp://steph-ex.blogspot.com/2015/02/the-lost-diary-1-lost-girl.html

THE VOID

I've been lost for sometime now—the whirlpool of depression pulling me further down the void. I found myself coughing and spluttering as I pulled myself up from the heavy waves that have drowned my existence. I found myself able to move again, to float, and it was time for me to swim back to shore. 

My muscles were weak, each stroke to the surface paining me, but I told myself I couldn't drown like that again so I pushed further. Each breath caused my lungs to tighten as if the smallest amount of air was too heavy to consume, pinning them. I started choking. I had held my breath for too long—I forgot how to breathe.

Wednesday, 16 March 2016

As I Lay There Dying | '100th Blog Post Special' Poem


Artwork by GarcyaDesign
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"One million pieces of broken heart; one million pieces of broken art."
For my 100th blog post special, I wanted to share with you all an older poem from 2011 when I first started writing poetry; written and created by me - STEPHEX.

Monday, 26 October 2015

The Lost Diary #7 | Internal


The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths.
http://steph-ex.blogspot.com/2015/02/the-lost-diary-1-lost-girl.htmlhttp://steph-ex.blogspot.com.au/search/label/The%20Lost%20Diary

Internal

I'm sorry.

These words are hard to find—hard to speak. I'm sorry you have to see me like this, so raw and so weak. 

I wish I was different, I wish I were strong. Haunted by my corrupted and anxious thoughts, I wish to belong.

Monday, 24 August 2015

Legacy | Poem

~X~
Life after death is one's legacy retold.
A short poem inspired by the life and death (and memory) of River Phoenix, written and created by me - STEPHEX.

Tuesday, 16 June 2015

The Lost Diary #4 | Face of the Past


The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths.
http://steph-ex.blogspot.com.au/search/label/The%20Lost%20Diaryhttp://steph-ex.blogspot.com/2015/02/the-lost-diary-1-lost-girl.html

Face of the Past

I saw him again in my dream, a face from the past. He was standing there and our sights diverted to each other’s. I felt my heart sink lower in my chest, words get caught inside my throat and my eyes burning and tearing from the sight of him. I hesitated for a moment, my body freezing on the spot, stopping right in front of him.

His Adam’s apple lowered inside of his throat. It had been so long since I last saw his face and since I last embraced him in my arms. I could feel tears building in my eyes—tears of sadness, frustration and anger. Everything came back to me in that instant—the pain, the joy: him. All of our memories together flood my thoughts within seconds, and from the way he was looking at me with sadness and pain in his gaze, he must have felt the same way, too.

Sunday, 24 May 2015

In Death; In Love | Poem Video


"There is no Love in Death, but Death in Love."

A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.

My poem 'In Death; In Love' is now a video on YouTube! Click here to watch it!

 

 

Thursday, 2 April 2015

In Death; In Love | Poem


Author of Image Unknown
~X~
There is no Love in Death, but Death in Love.
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Break Free | Poem Video


"When you break free from the ruins, you face a new light: a new possibility."

A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.

My poem 'Break Free' is now a video on YouTube! Click here to watch it! ♥

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Eternal | Poem Video



To Live, is to Die more than Once.

A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.

My poem 'Eternal' is now a video! Click here to watch it! ♥ 

Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Eternal | Poem


Author of Art/Image Unknown
~X~
To live, is to die more than once.
 
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.