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𝐷𝐸𝑆𝐶𝑅𝐼𝑃𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 :- 𝐴 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝒉𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝒉𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠... 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑... 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑... 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜...

A collection of short poems- written between breaths, in moments too heavy to explain and too light to ignore.

Pieces from the backdoor of my mind.....

"Familiarity - Ink That Remembers" A collection of raw verse, short prose, poems and forgotten truths for souls who remember too much, or too little.

This is personal writing. Not a debate. Not a discussion. Not open to fixing. Read if you want. Leave quietly if you don't.

"𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓱..." these are the feelings I carried with me, thoughts I held back, scars I hid, and all the words I kept; my friend and my foe. Warning: some may be triggering, dismal and dark. (Dark to light poems) A C H I E V E M E N T S : » 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝟔𝟒 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝟑𝟏𝟔𝑲 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 « [#3 in writings on 20/04/23] S T A T U S {updating weekly} EDITING IN PROGRESS

Every heart holds a story, and every story leaves a weight behind. The Weight We Carry is a living collection - written in real time, in the middle of survival, burnout, healing, and trying again anyway. These poems come from the spaces between responsibilities: grocery aisles, late nights, applications, shifts, side hustles, and the quiet moments when everything finally catches up. This collection explores the ache of memory, the exhaustion of caring too much, the frustration of broken systems, and the complicated reality of choosing to help when it costs you something. There is grief here, and anger, and dark humor. There is healing, but it is not linear. Hope shows up when it can, but it doesn't pretend to fix everything. Through raw, unfiltered verses, The Weight We Carry holds space for the people who keep going without applause - the helpers, the burned out, the ones trying to build something better while still carrying their own survival on their backs. These poems are for anyone who has felt the weight of the world press down and kept moving anyway. Not because it was easy. But because stopping was never really an option.

a compilation of dark poetry

This poetry collection is for those who have wanted to disappear without dying, who have mistaken solitude for safety, who have loved until it hurt and hurt, until it became a language. These poems do not offer escape. They offer witness, fracture, and the quiet, radical hope that nothing, not even ache has to be meaningless, it explores mental illness without softening its edges. Through imagery of dissolution, nostalgia, melancholy, and self-erasure, these poems confront depression, dissociation, intrusive thoughts, and the exhaustion of surviving a mind that refuses mercy. Love appears not as comfort but as pressure, distortion, and harm done in the name of attachment. There is no tidy recovery arc here. Pain is not redeemed; it is witnessed, metabolized, and transformed into language. Readers should be aware that this book contains vivid depictions of psychological distress, self-destructive ideation, and emotional violence. These themes are explored with care but without dilution. The poems do not offer solutions. They offer recognition for those who have lived inside similar fractures and want to see their interior worlds named without being made palatable. This collection is intended for readers seeking honest, dark, and literarily uncompromising work about mental health, where survival is questioned, not glorified, and where simply naming the ache becomes an act of defiance.

earthbound & destitute is a collection about surviving with your teeth clenched-about hunger mistaken for danger, love mistaken for borders, and anger dressed up as beauty. These poems wander through witch-hunts and doorways, trespassed hearts and self-made sanctuaries, where time doesn't heal so much as circle. It is a record of being magnetised to old wounds, of learning how to hold darkness without letting it rot, of trying - again and again - to say something beautiful with blood still under your nails. Rooted in the body, bruised by history, this is what it sounds like to stay earthbound when you feel perpetually on the brink of exile.

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Step into the depths of hell. A place of demons, spirits, and the darkness of your own thoughts. Question is, can you find your way back out?

I write too many poems to be contained in one wattpad story! (Help!)

A few crappy poems I wrote looking out my bedroom window.

PAIN, POETS & PSYCHOPATHS. A collection of confessional poems about pain, numbness, the lies we tell ourselves, and the minds that learn to survive without softness. Not romantic. Not comforting. Just honest.

This collection consists of every poem I have ever written. It has all my poems and represent ups and downs in life (mainly downs). And also I can write without relating so I am fine . There is no order in this collection you may experience a mix of emotions going through this (romance, anger, sadness). So if you want a proper collection of a certain theme you can visit my other collections.

In a short collection of poetry, each page captures the silent battles and hidden struggles that many face, inviting readers into the depths of despair while illuminating the flickers of hope that can emerge from darkness. Content warning: This book includes mentions of depression, anxiety, and suicide. Some passages may be upsetting or triggering. If you are struggling or having thoughts of self-harm, please reach out to a trusted friend, family member, or a trained professional. This is an original work by Quartztears. Please do not copy, repost, or claim this story as your own. © 2026 Quartztears

She had raging battles in her mind, in the midst of choosing between dark and light. These are the fragments of the spoils of war, this is the reality she must face, and this is her perspective, of this unfair, unjust, painful world. ---- ❝Her innocence became tainted, with thorns of hate and doubt, and with intertwined vines, of deceit, of falsity, and lies.❞ ---- For those who are lost in a maze of depression, with twists of betrayal, and turns of anger, and nothing but pitiful dead ends. ---- Book 1 in the Mindscape Anthology. ---- Cover by @jiuuvi

This is the continuation of my first book labeled, Dark Poetry. They are independent books and can be read alone, each chapter is a different poem and can be read alone from the collection. With that said, please don't steal my works, they are original works that took time and effort to create. Now with that said, this book is full of darkness and it was written at dark points in my life. I don't pretend to hide what I've gone through, and I won't lie about it. With that said some things in this book are fictional and may or may not be pointed out as such. Enjoy...

Remembering you makes me dive a little more into blue Summer's blue sky Winter's blue rain Remembering you is pain Sharp and impossible to forget Why is that? But remembering you is happiness A room full of laughter Me behind my desk Giddy and joyful, eager to impress Tell me those words once more Butterflies in my core 🦋🫧🧺🫐🕯️ The Short Story of a Diarist in Verse Poetry 2024©️