#spilled poem

[arseholism]

What is this feeling? This familiar story?

The age old tale of love’s demise

It was written in fate, and realised too late

As I was led surely towards my sacrifice

The angels stood proud, as the thunder rang loud

And ominous grey clouds filled up the skies

It was too noisy, to hear my heart breaking

And so i stood smiling in defiant disguise.

[hersurvival]

Something heavy rests upon my chest.

Debilitating dread bordering on paranoia.

Something bad is about to happen.

You're going to ruin everything.

Lose it all, end up all alone.

Violent waves of intense sadness

Crash into me, drag me out.

Drowning before I can understand

How I ended on shore.

Detached, dissociated

In the middle of the night.

Woken by nightmares I can't recall.

Static courses throughout my body,

Numb yet shivering

In puddles of cold sweat.

What's real? What's happening?

Thoughts howl,

Calling for blood on the bathroom floor.

"Situational. Normal."

[inkwelloftheheart]

Daisies sway

In fields of gold

We'll chase the sunbeams

Weave a crown of dandelion fluff

To bind our laughter

Never rough.

With whispered promises

Like windblown chimes

We'll dance with joy

In sunlit rhymes.

-Flynn Caulfield

[bebx]

[words-at-night]

[bebs-art-gallery]

Dear Desolation by Eliran Kantor † Love of the Wolf by Hélène Cixous

[something-sweet-n-spicy]

[becomingvecna]

[fairydrowning]

"People empty me. I have to get away to refill."

– Charles Bukowski

[arseholism]

Lost in the shadows, so dark and bleak

Trying to find my way out but I’m left too weak

Surrounded by silence, I can’t hear a sound

I’m searching for answers, they’re nowhere to be found

 

Lost in the shadows, it’s so dangerously cold

I’m trying to fight it, I’m ready to fold

Emptiness crawls through, every inch of my skin

My soul is ripped out, now I’m empty within

 

Lost in the shadows, past the point of no return

You lit a small fire, now I’m watching my world burn

I’m drowning in sorrow, crippled by pain

I’m slowly losing my mind, I’m going insane

Lost in the shadows, how I wish that you knew

How much I loved you, how much I’ll miss you

Lost in the shadows, now there’s no looking back

You blew out the light, now it’s all turning black.

[hersurvival]

It doesn't all come out poetically,

Elegant and intentional, words in perfect order,

Rhythmic, melodic, pretty.

Frayed ends entangled into hopeless knots.

It's enough to get it out at all, lifeless in a heap.

Overlapping, chaotic scribbles on the page.

Keeping note of the intrusive thoughts,

The self-doubt and confusion based fears,

Has helped maintain the mess.

Desperate attempts to manage the disorder

As best as possible.

Letting it go before it manifests into something

Much larger, with what litttle energy I have left

During the moments I feel somewhat like myself.

[inkwelloftheheart]

We promised honesty, remember? Open communication, like some kind of magical key that would unlock every door.

-Flynn Caulfield

[bebx]

[words-at-night]

[fieldofdahlias]