This is a poem that I wrote about having recently escaped the confines of depression, having been the prisoner to my own mind and emotions for some time.
This is a poem that I wrote about the relationship between life and death, for people die and are born every day, making it seem like an endless trade off between the two.
This is a poem that I wrote about how I have lately been feeling more at peace than usual because I have been learning to truly love myself and enjoy my own company.
This is a poem that I just wrote inspired by a pleasant change of feeling I've been experiencing lately. I no longer feel any loneliness or sorrow. I am so comfortable with myself. I am open to love, should it come and find me, but I will not be seeking it out. My time is better spent loving myself.
This is a poem that I just wrote where a speaker is talking to someone they once loved, someone who is too prideful to admit any wrongdoing or ask for help or forgiveness.
This is a poem that I wrote today that was not inspired by anything in particular, it just tells the story of someone who has everything they've ever wanted and still struggles to find happiness in it all.
This is a poem that I wrote in an effort to dissect the anagrams from my own name and see who else lies within. Ironically, I found Hanna in there at some point.