Knives, Ropes and Pills: An Anthology

by Tommye J. Turner

When writing poetry as a teenager you struggle to see behind the hormones and unnecessary emotions that prevent the true writing potential. Over the past five years, I have ignored this issue and indulged my angst-ridden mind in writing poetry that is full of cliches and disorganized points and meanings. I wanted to share these poems, however, as it shows a stage of my life where nothing mattered and I just exaggerated the truth for the fun of it. There are no rules here. No one is in control...