What to do with this thing?

Okay, so a while ago we talked about how I can’t really post my written poetry on here anymore because it becomes difficult to do stuff with it in the real world afterward, however, that makes regular posts kind of difficult.

So, if I still have any sort of following on here anymore, what would you like to see? Would you rather East Coast Insomnia make a peaceful exit, or would you like me to just regularly post the blackout poetry that has inhabited the most recent of my entries?

HAAAALP?

PS: I will more than likely be creating another blog in the near future for random posts — much like Her Softly Spoken Heart was in the past, but with a little more direction such as weekly regulars and what-not.

GIVE ME YOUR FEEDBACK.

POISONOUS WATERS

POISONOUS WATERS

“I KEEP MY FEARS AT BAY AND LET THE POISON DROWN THEM WITH THE SEA.” – BRITTANY ROSE

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Let Me Love You (Poem)

Like waves I consume you whole,
pushing my own might and will against your own.
I overwhelm your senses
just as your ability to refuse my love ceases to exist.

You are independent.

You think on your own.

I am needing you.

I am trying to make you see

that you are not alone in this.

Hunger

Hunger

“We are kept and purchased by death, wasting away and weeping to kill again.” -Brittany Rose

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