Juliet : Writing

Trust

Trust

A Poem by Juliet


FRUTE
Blown to Bits

Blown to Bits

A Poem by Juliet


The Truth of the Matter

The Truth of the Matter

A Poem by Juliet


The choice was always clear if I'd had it.
"Everything Was Beautiful and Nothing Hurt"

"Everything Was Beautiful and Nothing Hurt"

A Poem by Juliet


Title is a Slaughterhouse-Five reference, in case you didn't know. Not related to the piece. Read on.
Confusion In My Brain

Confusion In My Brain

A Poem by Juliet


I can't figure out what's going on in there.
Rusty Rip Tide

Rusty Rip Tide

A Poem by Juliet


:D
Rambling and Disappointed

Rambling and Disappointed

A Poem by Juliet


New turn of events, disappointed Lambi. :
So Many Feelings

So Many Feelings

A Poem by Juliet


Neo-celtic expansion of the innermost ramblings of a worker drunk on the job. Ignore this. It's nothing.