In the dark of night, the moonlight gleams,
A woven net of shadows, tangled dreams.
The air is thick with fragrant wine,
And in my heart, desires entwine.

Beneath my skin, the pulse beats tight,
An ancient vine that twists in the night.
Olive branches bend with weight,
Heavy with words we never state.

Unspoken, they crawl within,
A fever that blooms beneath my skin.
Taste the salt, the sweat, the heat,
Where every thought and breath do meet.

Lips part with a trembling sigh,
Touching ink that whispers why.
I drink in your presence, drown in the sound,
As if your soul’s pulse can be found.

The air is velvet, soft and warm,
A breeze that dances, kissing the storm.
Magnolia blooms, creamy and pale,
Petals unfurl like a lover’s tale.

Longing is rooted, deep in my bones,
Hollows echo, like ancient stones.
I write in the silence, ink and wine,
Merging our hearts in a tangled line.

The sun bleeds a crimson kiss,
As desires burn with gentle bliss.
Inside, our bodies pulse and sway,
A rhythm that calls the night to stay.

We crawl together, beneath the vine,
A twist of love, so dark, divine.
A phrase, unspoken, but understood,
A soft, aching truth, forever good.

The night is long, the vine twists tight,
But in this love, we live tonight.

I want to be heard
But
I don't want to speak
And
I want to be remembered
But
I don't want to be different
And
I know I'm free
But
Sometimes I feel trapped
And
My head's not in the clouds
But
I stare at the sun
And
I don't want kids
But
I love toddlers
And
I want to be a teacher
But
I don't want to go to college

Bruise on my eye

Black and blue

Hit it on a chair

Talking to you

Cards scattered

All on the floor

Nine teenagers

Playing a game

Of which no one

Even knows the

Name. The girl

Sitting next to

Me was simply

There chattering

Aimlessly with

No point in mind

And all I can do is

Rub my bruised eye

I should come with a warning label
One to protect from certain doom
To keep things happy and clear
Putting all cards on the table
Warning: I'm scared of people
I rethink every message I send
Cant look at comments at poems
I stare at notifications for an hour
Constantly second guess myself
I'm scared to mess up so I hide
Feelings are better bottled inside.

I’m so selfish, I confess,
I miss your smile, though you're sad.
Even as the sorrow lingers,
I long for joy I once had.

I wish I could ease your pain,
But all I can do is miss,
The light in your eyes, the warmth in your laugh,
Even when you're lost in the abyss.

- Sun

You're questioning my mental health

But you don't want to help

You feel better being seen with me

The exposure makes you feel pretty

I am not so desperate that I need your

Hollow friendship or your fake words

I have one friend, and I will put them first

In shadows deep where silence weeps,
Lost laughter lingers, and memory sleeps.
The moon, a ghost, casts pale, soft light,
Reminding us gently of a vanished night.

Each sigh a story, each tear a trace,
Whispers of joy in a haunted space.
Yet in the stillness, a flicker remains—
Sorrow and beauty entwined in chains.

Every voice in a unique timber,
None are quite the same.
Echoes filling the world—
Born simply to fade.

Breathe in, breathe out

I am not quite sad

For I am not without

You are by my side

Even though it's

Different this time

And your happiness

Is my source of pride

I don't care that you

Are not mine

All I want

Is you to

Be fully

Happy

When I think back to my younger years,  
The memories fade like mist in the light.  
The joy, the laughter, now lost in the years,  
Slipping away, just out of my sight.  

The child I was seems distant, hard to find,  
A person I once knew, but now can’t grasp.  
Time steals the colors that once filled my mind,  
Leaving behind only a hollow past.  

Though I can’t recall the moments so bright,  
Their echoes still linger deep in my chest.  
The feeling of being young, pure, and light,  
A part of me, though time has put it to rest.  

I can’t remember all I used to see,  
But that child’s still somewhere inside of me.

Sometimes

I forget to

Differentiate

Between

Them and

Me simply

Because

I'm not

Sure who

They really

See....

- Cas

My life

My love

My loyalty

You've got it all

What else to you want from me?

Just watch me fall

I can see your eyes on me

Hello to the demon

Standing down the hall

The bane of my existence

Or the reason I'm here after all?

If I'm in trouble

Who should I call?

I don't feel awake without the rain

Perhaps a misconnection in my brain

The sun makes me groggy and unhappy

But the shadows are my safe space

And sometimes I wish to say

Not today, but they wake me up

Toss me around

Throw me outside

Let me fall on the ground

Wish I didn't need to do it today

But, my friend, have a good day

Because today is another day

- Hex

Sometimes I wonder what might happen if I accept what I should be

If I identified with the same gender as my pathetic little body

I wonder if I would be happier and maybe a bit less confused

If perhaps I'd never heard the terrible slurs others had used

I wonder if I could make myself like wearing skirts and dresses

If perhaps I could accept the name I had been given at birth

I wonder if perhaps If I were normal others might see my worth

Or perhaps that is simply the main issue behind it all

Maybe I really am worthless after all

I don't know what I'm doing

I can't stop writing

My fingers refuse to cease their movement

I have too many feelings

Too many thoughts

An idea building up

But I don't know how to shape it

I don't know how to treat it

To feed it

Is it an enemy?

I wish to defeat it

A lump is growing in my throat

My stomach is full of knots

I have too many issues

They're all pouring out

There's no holding back now

My thoughts are an ocean

There is no solid ground

Le ciel, le soleil, les étoiles…  
Aucun ne brille aussi fort que toi.  
Ton doux sourire emplit mon cœur de chaleur,  
Même aux jours les plus glacés de l’hiver.  

Ta beauté rivalise avec la fleur,  
Mais même la plus éclatante des roses s’efface devant toi.  
Je désire chérir ton amour  
Et t’épouser en ce jour.

Just realized something

I write poems about Identity

As well as poems about gender

BUT

I forgot to update my gender

Time to add the right gender

Ooh and pronouns too!

Showing who I am

So have a smile

From me to you! :)

The seasons never cease to change

Flowing as I sit with my hood down

In the rain washing away unjust notions

Cold little drops kissing my skin

Breathing deep this wet wind

Imagining it erasing all of my sins

Feeling the healing mist

As my pulse thuds in my wrist

My name suggests vanity

Which doesnt quite fit me

An underlying emptiness

That fills me with stress

Until I happen to realize

That Cassian means both

The fire burns with red and gold,
It crackles like a restless dream.
The winds will carry what’s untold.

The burning sky will soon unfold,
Its flames, they rise with steady gleam.
The fire burns with red and gold.

A tale of ancient wrath, so bold,
The sky ignites with a scream.
The winds will carry what’s untold.

Beneath the storm, hearts will hold,
Their strength is more than it may seem.
The fire burns with red and gold.

Through ash and ember, stories old,
We walk where shadows softly beam.
The winds will carry what’s untold.

In heat and fury, we are sold,
Yet still we chase the fleeting dream.
The fire burns with red and gold,
The winds will carry what’s untold.

A thoughtfulness may come from simply sitting still
Silence, noise, darkness, light… Endless changes
Endless thrill… Sitting still… Being real…
Real.. Standing in remembrance that you are real
Grab a book and flip through the pages… Learn.
Actually absorb the information placed in your hands.
Expand your vocabulary and further your beliefs.
Be able to truely, thoroughly overpower others by actually knowing.
Know the cause of true evil and the names and dates of the people.
Turn back through time and live through history.
The real history and not the one taught to us in school.
Read the books banned by the school board.
Learn the things that no one has ever bothered to teach.
Become successful and thrive. Thrive! Thrive!
Prove everyone who has always told you off wrong.
The world may be cruel but you can live.
Living is one of the bravest things that someone who is afraid could truely do.
Live, sit, breathe, think, remember, learn, thrive, develop, teach, and be real.

I choose to sit alone,
As to cry less than ever before,
No knocks upon my door.
My heart is sealed away,
Behind a lock, a heavy chore.

No one will ever hold the key,
And set my heart free.
Never again will love take hold,
Only to shatter me in pieces, cold.

Too young to be this broken
But too old to still have hope
Years since we'd last spoken
Your leaving knotted the rope

Tie it to a tree and throw me off
Take me from love's harsh costs
Bury me in an unmarked grave
Leave me to rot so I will never

Be hurt again... Hurt again....
I'm too scared to get hurt again
Love again... Never again.....
I cannot try again... Dont want
To cry again... Die again...

Never again... Not again....
Leave me in my pain...
The poison's reaching my
Brain... and I am helpless

- Myles

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The words drift, like liquid streams,
Catching the light, reflecting dreams.
A soft hush in the swirling air,
Where echoes of silence softly care.

Through winding paths, the rhythm flows,
Whispers of stories the current knows.
In every curve, a tale is spun,
As time dances with the setting sun.

Let the o’s become the beat,
The commas, pauses where hearts meet.
Each turn and twist, each fleeting rhyme,
A dance that moves through endless time.

I hear so many lovers swear,
"I'd die for you,"—as if they dare.
But love like that, so light, so thin,
Is more a whisper than a vow within.

A promise spoken, easy to break,
A weight most hearts can never take.

But here and now, I swear to you—
Not just in words, but all I do:

I’d live for you, **** for you,
Laugh with you, cry with you.
I’d fight for you, break for you,
Give my soul, my self, for you.

Not just to die, but to endure—
My everything is yours.

And for those of us who’ve known the night,
That promise carries all its might.

There’s a running joke they tell,
That I dwell within the walls, unseen,
Only to emerge when needed most,
Then vanish once again, serene.

A whisper in the rafters high,
A ghostly step upon the floor,
They sense me there, yet never see
The watchful eyes behind the door.

As a protector, I’ve learned my role:
To stay in shadows, silent, still,
To appear when the time is right,
And fade again, with quiet will.

My hands have caught the falling glass,
My arms have stilled the reckless tide,
A shield between them and the dark,
A warden walking just beside.

No thanks is needed, none is sought,
For duty binds me, strong as steel,
To guard, to guide, to stand, to watch,
To bear the wounds they’ll never feel.

I hear their laughter through the halls,
I know the steps of every child,
Their world so bright, so full of trust,
Untouched by shadows fierce and wild.

And when the night is thick with threats,
And fear runs cold along the air,
I stand, a sentinel unseen,
Their safety held within my care.

For this is what I’ve sworn to be—
A ghost of flesh, a silent vow,
The hand that pulls them from the fire,
Yet never asks for thanks or bow.

So let them tell their jokes and tales,
Their phantom warden in the night,
For I am here, and I endure,
The unseen shield, their hidden light.

I found my letter to my future self
Written out in middle school

Back to the days I was very young
When I was still lesbian

I wanted three kids two boys and a girl
One year apart

Thinking back I cant help but wonder
Did I know I wasn't a girl?

Who knows? Who cares?
I am who I am

Since that is the case though
I will continue on from there

Wish me luck

Happiness is a fleeting spark,  
A moment bright, then lost in dark.  
A fleeting breath, a laugh that fades,  
Like sunshine swallowed by the shades.  
Perfection, too, is just a mask,  
A hollow shell, a lifeless task.  
It shatters when you try to hold,  
A brittle lie, a truth untold.  

Sorting souls into their boxes,  
Like they're just names, like they're just oxes.  
But we’re not numbers, we’re not lines,  
We’re tangled hearts, we're twisted minds.  
Take your head out of the dirt,  
Stop pretending, stop the hurt.  
Breathe the air that's thick with rain,  
Feel the ache, the endless strain.  

So many people, faces blurred,  
Crowded streets, but none are heard.  
We pass each other like empty ghosts,  
Staring straight ahead, afraid to coast.  
None of them care, none of them see,  
The aching, burning parts of me.  
We’re all just drifting, lost, alone,  
Trying to find a place to call home.  

Hate yourself if it’s what you do,  
I do it too, it’s all I knew.  
A constant ache beneath my skin,  
The fight inside I can’t begin.  
Cry, scream, let it all out,  
Feel the rage, feel the doubt.  
Die in silence, die again,  
But rise and start this fight, my friend.  

The world will end, and so will you,  
But there’s no choice but to push through.  
Lose your friends, lose your place,  
Watch your dreams turn into waste.  
But maybe that's the only way,  
To break free from this endless gray.  
We’re all just waiting for a sign,  
To make sense of this twisted climb.

How do I say this?

I am not perfect

I am not always happy

Life doesn't always feel worth it

And sometimes I want to cry

But there's so much left to do til I die

There is so much left to do til I die

I was born with my mother's eyes

My father's nose and a smile that glows

Sometimes life is hard

And sometimes it feels empty

Some people left me feeling like...

A discarded ball in the backyard

But if I stop to think

And listen without noise

I feel like I may be quite petty

Complaining about all the

People who don't get me

Life isn't cupcakes and rainbows

But I still think the sky is pretty

In the hollow of the night, we drift alone,  
The light a lie, a whisper on the stone.  
We search for warmth, but find the cold instead,  
And wonder why the darkness fills our head.  

The light you crave is faint and far away,  
A fragile hope that flickers, then decays.  
It promises to lift you from despair,  
But leaves you here, abandoned in the air.  

The shadows are not foes, but friends who stay,  
They understand the price we have to pay.  
They linger close, not to torment or break,  
But to remind us of the love we fake.  

For light, it seems, has never filled the hole—  
It only scratches at the edges of the soul.  
And in the dark, where silence fills the space,  
We find a truth too hard for light to face.  

The more we chase, the more we fall behind,  
For what we seek is just a dream confined.  
And in the shadows, we are forced to see,  
That light was never meant to set us free.

In the silence between the lines,
A storm rages, unfurling the mind.
There’s a whisper of chaos, soft and clear,
A quiet scream that the world won’t hear.

A broken mirror reflects the pain,
Pieces scattered, washed in rain.
Yet still, through the cracks, light seeps through,
A reminder of the things we knew.

The "lack of you" echoes loud,
A void too deep, too dark, too proud.
And yet, the fury we carry, deep within,
Pushes us onward, through thick and thin.

Fire, water—two sides of a flame,
Two hearts, one soul, but never the same.
We walk through crossroads, choices to make,
Stumbling, falling, yet still we wake.

Demons may claw, and nightmares may roam,
But through the darkness, we still find home.
Starved for meaning, hungry for light,
We search for answers in the middle of night.

Prison walls built from the past,
Yet freedom is found when we let go at last.
Through brokenness, through every tear,
There’s a fire inside, burning clear.

So, yes, we’re all broken in some way,
But we stand, and rise, and find our way.
For peace may come after the storm,
And we find our hearts, in a new form.

You speak of demons, of being starved,
But within those words, the truth is carved.
We’re all just fragments, yet still we fight,
Chasing the dawn, seeking the light.

In the fury, the "lack of you," and the breaking—
In all these words, there's life still aching.
A poem for a poet, a soul like you,
Who paints the world with every hue.

- Oliver

I’m tired,  
but I don’t know what of.  

Not just sleep, not just ache—  
something deeper, something unnamed.  

Like a weight I’ve carried too long  
but can’t remember picking up.  
Like a question with no answer,  
a story with no end.  

Maybe it’s everything.  
Maybe it’s nothing.  
Maybe I just am.  

Tired.

Laughing at myself
And how I forgot caffeine makes me sick

Of all the ways
I could've woken myself why's that what I picked?

A brief nausea as
Exhaustion rests behind my eyes

Reading all night again
Could quite possibly bring about my demise

Perhaps some sleep
Would be healthier than obsessing over pages

Of a novel
As time goes by sitting for ages and ages

..Waited all day for presents that never came

As all my hopes were washed down the drain

Maybe they'll arrive on Monday is what they say

I guess they just don't understand how important

It is for a teenager to get presents on their birthday

Mine from them is a surprise, which I hate beyond

Demise, they say, that I'll find out at the end of April

But that is a month and a half away from now....

I'm not sure why it happened or how
But I'm stuck here again
Caught up in the past thinking old thoughts
Feeling old feelings
Once again choking back tears
From bottled up emotions
I know I have you
I know you'll hold my hand
I know you'll never leave
But I can't stop crying right now
I feel sad without knowing a reason
And I'm trying very hard
To smile for you
But right now..
I can't
I'm sorry if that's disappointing
I'll try harder next time
Just please please please
Go easy on me today
Let me cry and offer comfort