Xandaria

Biography

Hey people! I'll just get to it straight. I'm 16 years old. A depressed, self-harming, suicidal teenager who quit crying after class seven. I'm just trying to survive, I swear. And writing these poems help a lot. And though I still feel that things that have happened to me are my fault, I believe that I CAN survive. I'm like the countless others out there, but there's this one thing that I know from the bottom of my heart. All of us can find a reason to live, to survive. We can do this. We're not alone. (personal messages are always open. I'm here of you want to talk) Take care everyone! Love, Xandaria

A taste of my poetry for you

Puzzle Pieces I dream of those huge mansions Empty from inside I dream of those small rooms Filled with chatter and life... I remember those days When you were a cloud, And just look at you now... A moon so bright, Hiding behind my sights. Everything happens for a reason, Whatever you see isn't right. Was this true? Or just meant to be a might? I remember my hot tears Freezing now and then I remember my dying shouts Breaking now and when. I remember your smiling face Now marred with discontent I remember your bloodied wrist And the red essence, {A hewed tenant}... I see you smiling with them I wish to join But reminded of old days I turn away in fright.

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Blog entries by Xandaria

The Living Room -A deep sea affair- (Please don’t drown) (29/05/2020)

Goodbye's hurt (15/01/2019)

The Prison (15/01/2019)

A poet's sleepless night (15/01/2019)

Just another breakdown (17/08/2018)

Just one more time. (07/08/2018)

Have you noticed? (07/08/2018)

The you and me... (27/06/2018)

When Will You Stop? (18/06/2018)

Twisted love (17/06/2018)

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