These are poems I write whenever I get inspired. About life, depression, exs, relationships, anything really.

While reading this/a/the book (your wish mention the name/or not), I realise...•Not more than 5 to 6 lines.

👁👁👁I was trapped inside that void for too long. Unsure of what to do as the days dragged on. Every day I long for freedom—and how I envy those who are free. Day, night, day, night; it never… more

Are you?

Love.

What is real? What is not? Are you real? Am I? What is existence? Well, don't worry, because I'm not answering any of those questions, I'm just asking more questions.

Random philosphical things I'll post here in Icelandic. Have fun, non-Icelandic people! Mwahahahahahaha!

Mission lost, subjects surround under depths untouched a submersible to save his daughter and him as the only one left he must go down and get her back to the dry surface of land taking on nightmares… more

After her mom passed away in a tragic, bizarre accident, Nicole and her dad moved to the famous and well-known town of Magnolia. But that little town is not all it seems to be. Beneath its excellent… more

Melancholy.. What an unruly thing..