A recent sonnet, written for a friend whom I love. It's hard to see your loved ones hurt themselves.
This is a poem I wrote when I was about 15 years old, based on Oscar Wilde's 'The Importance of Being Earnest (A Trivial Comedy for Serious People).' Check out that complex rhyme scheme!
A poem about how pain can feel like it takes over your identity. Written in a flare. Any Spoonies who can relate, please make yourself known in the comments!