sunrisewiththemoon

[sunrisewiththemoon]

i love this.

The Writers of Tumblr

They write in the dark, in the quiet, in the spaces between obligations,

fingers trembling over keyboards,

over half-drunk cups of coffee gone cold,

over notebooks inked with words they don’t dare say aloud.

They spill poetry like blood, like breath, like confessions to an empty room.

They carve sonnets out of insomnia,

build altars of adjectives,

write themselves into existence because no one else will.

They are the keepers of half-finished stories,

plot twists that unravel at 2 a.m.,

novels abandoned but never forgotten,

characters who live fuller lives than they do.

They bleed in italics, scream in lowercase,

whisper in dashes and parentheses,

fold love letters into the margins of posts

that will be reblogged, passed on, carried away

like dandelion seeds on the wind,

hoping to land somewhere, anywhere,

in the hands of someone who will finally understand.

They are ghosts in their own worlds,

gods of universes that only exist in drafts,

haunted by their own metaphors,

trapped in a loop of creating and consuming,

desperate to be seen, to be read,

to leave something behind that says:

I was here. I existed. I felt.

[sunrisewiththemoon]

many people will see you in many ways.

but in the end, what truly matters is how you see yourself.

(i hope this sentence doesn't already exist, because i feel like a genius coming up with it hehe/j)

[sunrisewiththemoon]

a butter is better than a bitter butter.

~ credits to my younger brother (he's also a poet, apparently)

[sunrisewiththemoon]

late nights and i

i don't want the day to end,

that's why i go to sleep late,

in the silence of the night, i want to stay,

where no one else is awake.

it's just me, my music, my thoughts;

it's when i feel like nothing's wrong.

i just listen to soft songs,

enjoying the melody and nothing more.

there's this weird and comforting feeling,

about knowing that everyone else is sleeping,

while i'm in bed just thinking;

and i'm not asleep, but i'm still dreaming.

16/01/2025

00.24h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

poetry's effect

i just recently learned about the power of poetry;

it somehow, in just days, has become a necessity.

making them genuinely helps me free myself

from the restrained feelings i didn't know i held.

it's like taking away the weights,

that lived and live in my heart and veins,

confronting what i didn't want to address,

discovering how to open a hidden shell.

it is so weird and perfect,

how being proud of the words i selected

to create the perfect verses,

makes me feel so liberated.

[sunrisewiththemoon]

this poem is dedicated to an old friend

with whom i had a special bond,

tho it arrived to an end,

not so long ago.

i just wanted to say,

you still own a special place in my heart,

you made me learn so much,

you made me laugh so hard.

we never got to truly learn much about each other,

i really really wish we did,

i wanted to know what else was to discover,

but it felt like it was just me.

hidden messages, tho it really doesn't matter,

i know only i understood and understand them.

could it despite all this time still be there?

a part of me that misses what we had then.

and i still enjoy talking to you a lot,

i don't know if you feel the same,

but deep down i know

we're not anymore on the same page.

18/01/2025

02.02h

(funny how i finished this poem at that hour while listening to the song Audio 002 by Next to Blue..)

[sunrisewiththemoon]

you'll be okay, even in bad days

sometimes there are just bad days,

but that's completely okay.

what's important is your response to them:

just get those gloomy feelings go away.

because will staying negative really help?

will telling yourself you failed

really make a change?

you'll just drown in self-blame.

here's my honest advice:

what you have to understand

is that what matters is how you react,

you can always focus on a good side.

just be gentle and kind,

don't be rude to yourself;

if a friend had a hard time,

would you blame it on them?

you're a human, just like everyone else,

don't push yourself, you deserve to take breaks.

you are doing the best you can,

and that is more than enough.

18/01/2025

01.22h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

sometimes it's not worth the fight,

there are mountains that should be left unclimbed,

focus on searching what you really want to find,

not what others would like.

14/01/2025

(the second phrase is not mine,

i read it somewhere and i felt inspired

i even made this part rhyme

cause i'm awesome, that's right 😎)

[sunrisewiththemoon]

untold honest thoughts

i wish i could just tell my honest thoughts,

say the things that i hold,

to people i don't talk to anymore,

or maybe i do, or i don't even know at all.

i wish i could tell him that i miss his jokes,

that i loved the soft side he showed,

that i liked listening to his voice,

that i hate that we lost touch.

i wish i could tell my classmate,

that i love the duo we create.

that i enjoy talking to him a lot

that i want to get to know him more.

i wish i could tell the girl on the bus

how incredibly beautiful she was

that i can't help but hope

to meet her face once more.

but i'm too scared,

too scared to say those things;

so i guess i'll just...

make a poem of it.

16/01/2025

22.18h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

i'm not that dramatic irl btw. i'm just about to get my period and i'm sensitive, i'm actually a really chill and happy little human hehe :)

[&funfact, the cute perfect adorable pretty perfect little fluffy soft cutiepatootie gentle graceful unique cat of my pfp is my little baby iraty, and i love her with my whole heart and soul, i just had to express that]

[sunrisewiththemoon]

that stupid question

today i snapped and cried in the worst place

and i thought to myself

why here?

why now?

why with someone i don't even truly know?

it's that stupid question

that question that somehow has the ability

to take away my mask

how can three words affect that much?

how can a sentence stab so fast?

i haven't cried in so long, but there i was,

with tears getting in the way of my sight

without knowing what to say,

just because someone asked me, "are you okay"

21.25h

15/01/2025

[sunrisewiththemoon]

step by step, be true to myself

i like writing what's in my mind

without anyone knowing who i am

i can show my hidden side

without being scared of being judged.

i wish i could do that in real life.

but by just wishing i won't accomplish that;

but i'll try.

i'll try to be honest and not lie.

i might fail, but i want to be brave,

and do whatever it takes.

by writing these poems,

i'm taking my first steps.

to stop being scared,

to stop worrying about them,

to be able to not care,

and be true to myself.

15.10h

15/01/2025

[sunrisewiththemoon]

i find comfort in sadness

why is sadness seen as something bad?

i sometimes need to be sad;

it's part of being a human,

of having a heart.

to be honest,

i find comfort in sadness;

in tears falling down my face,

because that is how i express.

how i express that i'm alive;

that i get to cry, i get to care,

i get to feel, i get to regret,

i get to be sad, i get to learn.

sadness is something we have to address,

not to avoid,

not to restrain,

but to embrace.

15/01/2025

13.40h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

the fire contained in my heart

there's this weird anger inside of me

that i'm afraid to set free.

whenever i'm unable to speak

and express what i feel.

it's like it's burning in my heart

like a bomb that's waiting to snap,

and let it all explode in my path.

because i can't control what i am.

i'm a person who feels too much

but tends to not express, not fight back.

scared of the thoughts others might have

when i can no longer hold the fire in my heart.

15/01/2025

12.52h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

what i fall in love with

i don't love easily, i don't get attached,

it's difficult for me to let people

enter my heart.

i don't mind saying goodbye to many,

i feel like sometimes it has to happen,

it's not scary.

i feel like i love ideas, thoughts, things.

more than i love people,

i love dreams.

i connect with concepts i may not see.

nor touch, nor smell, nor taste,

but simply feel.

14/01/25

21.40h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

escape from reality

i guess i don't like my reality

i always have the necessity to have my mind somewhere else.

i’d rather think about the problems of unexisting characters

than my own.

i’d rather live in my own fantasies

than my life.

i’d rather fall in love with fictional characters

than talk with people who might not like me.

i’d rather imagine scenarios where dreams can come true

than be hit by reality and its cruelty

i’d rather live in my own world

where i’m the one that controls everything

where no one is able to hurt me.

18/06/2024

23.38h

[sunrisewiththemoon]

loneliness accomplishment

i feel strangely alone

i of course have friends, a family,

people that love me,

that take me into account,

that care about me.

but it is so... strange.

it's like there's this loneliness

always by my side

my true companion

the one that never leaves

the one that never ever forgets about me.

the one that knows about my existence all the time.

why do I crave attention in such a silent way?

i want people to look at me,

to tell me "i know you are here, i see you".

"i see you. i listen to you. i understand you."

and yet i only feel like loneliness itself is the one that accomplishes this in me.

16/04/2024

23.46h