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flyingwithwaxwings · 1 year ago

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Heed no warning from Icarus

He was my warning

I saw his doom from

The very beginning

And I knew someday

I would fall just the same

He was my warning

I’ve failed to heed

Never changing my course

Flying too close to the sun

He was my warning

But even when my

Wings are singed and black

I convince myself that

I’m strong enough to fly higher

He was my warning

When I followed his path

Time and time again

But never looking back

At my failed flights because

He was my warning

That I could only blindly follow

Flying just as close every time

Knowing the sun will claim me

Just the same as him and me before

Because there is nothing that appeals more

Then flying too close to the sun and

Thinking I’m too special to fall

I burn.

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doomedclockworkdotmp3 · 4 months ago

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heeyyy gaaanggg

the pose and the background of the album version (left) are based on oingo boingos only a lad album art. not cause i think he has anything to do with it but just cause ive been wantin to draw that pose for like. weeks and i didnt know who to put there. so why not my latest bug man.

#my art #digital art #digital painting #fanart #resident evil 7 #ethan winters #goddd PLEAAASEEEE #i havent known if i was gonna post this or not multiple times in the process of drawin this. but ultimately i spent too much time on it to #NOT post it. embarrassment be damned #but at the same time what am i even doin yknow. what is this what is goin on pleaaseee PLEASEEEEE #I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT RESIDENT EVIL!!! I DONT KNOW N O T H I NG I KNOW LESS THAN NOTHING #HOW?? HOW DID I GET HERE??? WHY DID THIS HAPPEN???? i know exactly the answer to all those questions but it still boggles me how fast this #happened. usually it takes WEEKS if not MONTHS for me to start makin fanart. this was faaasttttt TOO FAST and im like. genuinely constantly #thinkin about this game. im ALWAYS thinkin about this game. part of why this took me so long to do is cause i always wanna play re7 or thin #about re7 in a strange and deranged way. ive actually genuinely been SICK WHAT HAPPENEDDDDDD #im losing it!! anyways this took me a looonggg ass time and i redrew it soo many timmmessss #i did like. 3 lineart passes. the album version i did 3 shading passes. i really struggled!! and ultimately i dont know how i feel about it #like i kinda resent it. for takin so long and makin me suffer so much #never again. never again will i spend that much time on a drawing. i HATE when drawins take a long time. i HATE that. it makes me madddd #ive been insane. ive been so insane. and im not gettin better like i cant sleep sometimes cause im thinkin about this game and this guy and #that gal like i think about them!! so! so much!! oh my god!!#in the time it took me to finish this ive done like 10 sketches for other pieces like. and ive had like 3 ideas ive written down.#and like 50 that i havent written or sketched.#IVE WRITTEN POETRY!! P O E T R Y !!!#i write the occasional poem when im feelin some kinda profound emotion but i NEVER write poetry about media SOBBING #anyways thats the post i think this is the beginnin of the end so lets hold hands and pray. ugh sorry if i get sick. im shakin.

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the-cassandriad · 8 days ago

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i've not written poetry in years (i'm more of a novelist) but i allowed myself some cassandra thoughts (as a treat). i actually had a lot of fun with this and i'm desperate to do more with the idea in the future so we will see.

inspired obviously by my own muses, @two-bees-poetry for the brilliant contrapuntal poems about greek myth, and anne carson, specifically when she talks about cassandra's speech being split in two and her bridging of past and future!

more of my logic in the tags because i'm annoying!

#“schismos” is actually used in carson's translation and i used it as the title because it makes sense with the structure +#parallels cassandra's ultimate fate! also in the play she is very split between coherence and incoherence. which is fun #um girlhood/godhood comes from that quote by kristin chang i esp think the “begging to be believed” fits cassandra #the poem is pretty much all taking place in her scene in “agamemnon” wherein she is swinging wildly between telling her story and prophecy #so i tried to embody that! girlhood is her story; a reflection on the past of which she is informing the chorus #godhood is her prophecies/the future- when she says “troy fell and split in half” it's an oblique reference to schliemann's excavations #(she's still foreseeing the fate of her doomed city)#and then the poem in its entirety is the present! where she both tells the past and the future and bridges human and the divine #i think in proper poetry you should be able to get that just from reading. and i dont think i've reached that point #but still! i had fun and i hope you enjoyed esp if you've read this far #greek myth #greek mythology #the odyssey #the iliad #the oresteia #cassandra #writing #poetry #my writing #aeschylus #homer #poem #contrapuntal poem #poems and poetry #original poem #web weaving

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syn4k · 1 year ago

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#ray's tag #keys' writing #poetry #undescribed #i know everyone's probably sick and tired of hearing about america but did you know that it's beautiful here #i love the summer so much you dont even know and i will be so insufferable about it forever and ever

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im-an-anthusiast · 6 months ago

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Bleed for God

Grovel at the altar, spill blood

Pray a little louder, come now

Make a sacrifice for – the God

Cry a little louder, come now

Hand in hand, fingers intertwined

Pulled away, they await breakage

A presence, that can’t not be loved

Pulled away, it can’t not damage

Grovel at the altar, spill blood

I’d pray louder if... I knew how

Make a sacrifice for – my God

Cry a little louder, come now

Your lips, such a sweet remedy

Ripped away, unsealing the wound

Healed by your voice’s melody

Ripped away, by its absence doomed

Grovel at your altar, spill blood

I’d pray louder if... I knew how

I sacrifice for – my one God

Lose myself in sobs, as I bow

Your touch, my one point, goal in life

Without it, what’s my direction?

Your touch, my sacrificial knife

Without it, I have no option

Grovel at altars, spilling blood

Chanting all the right words to say

Sacrificing for – every God

Why can’t you love me the same way?

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chai-lemonade · 3 months ago

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I often find myself dreaming of my future house. The windows are open, the floor is clean, and dinner is made while music sings. I will have shed the resistant apathy of this life and the flowers of spring will have bloomed through the barren winter of my soul.

But today, I only dream.

#I dont know if it gets much better #still #I persist.#writing #writer #poetry #poem #hope #I continue to hope

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luna-the-cretar · 8 days ago

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*starts writing Sarnax’s pov*

My brain: *fucking. Writes the word “warmth” literally every other sentence*

Also my brain: this is shit. Who came up with this.

#like it writes out the chapter when I’m working and away from the doc #but the moment I open the doc suddenly all of the fiery poetry my brain came up with just. disappears.#and I’m shaking my brain like a piggy bank. like please. please. I know there’s words in there.#Sarnax over here making my brain have a stroke #course I think it also doesn’t help that my writing style is very direct #which works for Shep #but not so much for Sarnax #’why don’t you just write Shep’s pov then’#I DONT KNOW. I HAVE LATCHED MYSELF ONTO SARNAX AND WONT LET GO UNTIL I CAN WRITE HIM CORRECTLY #legends of avantris #curse of strahdanya #sarnax of the edelwood

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expiredhydrogenperoxide · 11 months ago

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i call this one, ‘time just passes’

(for everyone who will actually read this, ily <3)

338 words

time won’t heel, like an untrained dog

with a blood covered tongue, and a bird it has caught

time won’t heal, like a wound that will fester

with a shake, and a fever, sick to your centre

broken bones and second chances

broken hearts and second glances

they say ‘time will heal’, but time just passes

‘time will heal’ but time just passes

time won’t forgive, like a trust that‘s been severed

beat yourself up if it makes you feel better, time is that stone you should weather

time won’t forget, like a wound that will scar

pack up your thoughts and your life, it’s time to be a star

broken bones and second chances

broken hearts and second glances

they say ‘time will heal’, but time just passes

‘time will heal’ but time just passes

breaking promises and a second for your thoughts

breaking consciences and a second to reinforce

that time will heal but time just passes

time will heal but time just passes

oh i bet you know, you got me good

it couldn’t have been anyone but you

‘cause you were reading me upside down

you made it your goal to know me inside out

(time just passes)

oh did you know me in some other life?

you’ve known me better than i’ve known myself this time

(just passes)

all i’m left to know is time won’t heal

but time still passes/(broken bones and second chances)

time won’t heal, but time still passes/(broken hearts and second glances)

they say time will heal, but time just passes/they say time will heal, but time just passes

time won’t heal (time will heal)

time just passes (time just passes)

time won’t heal, time just passes

#this poem is basically me poured out on a page so be nice pls <3 #please please please dont be afraid to share your thoughts #i see every comment a reblog i get :)#poetry #poems and poetry #poems on tumblr #heartbreaking poetry #song writing #song lyrics #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #hello if youre reading the tags heres a lil treat for you- the dog line is very much inspired by phoebe bridgers :)#boygenius

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loyalhorror · 2 months ago

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too tired to do anything, too awake to sleep. i don't know what to do with myself... but i am going to make (decaf) coffee and vibe for a bit. i want to play video games but a) my arms are tired and b) i don't have my charger in the living room lol. on the plus side i slept straight through my usual depression hours. no suicidality tonight.

#txt #i almost want to try writing poetry again just to play around with words for a bit.#but i dont really want to put much down on paper rn #like obviously i dont Have to write from my own experiences or anything. i usually write from my Feelings/Thoughts and not my Experiences #per se. but i dont think i want to write from those right now. SKDFJDSNF #yeah heres my poem about sb being passed around like a party favour as a child. nobody will read it because it's too fucking upsetting. yw

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skid-the-mighty-poet · 6 months ago

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#A love nicknamed friendship #writing #poetry #<- this is like. BARELY poetry i feel. whatever i think it still counts? who cares….#2022 #november 2022 #November 4 2022 #aroallo #aromantic #aromantic poetry #queer platonic #qpr #<- not really the word id use to describe it but close enough. but really im just not a fan of the term qpr #romance is already too vague and hard to understand i dont want an even VAGUER and less straightforward term. but whatever #oh also Cedar Fork is a ski trail at the resort i go to that has no lights so its closed at night. and i pretty much only go at night #(Also i SNOWBOARD. I do NOT ski. Just had to make that clear. Dont want anyone to think im a skier. thatd be really bad /j)

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genekies · 7 months ago

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tag vent

#i have to move back to my hometown due to a mistake. a misunderstanding. and being too trusting in others ideas #and my boyfriend is moving an hour away as well. neither of us have been able to get a car or license yet due to money and i dont know when #we can see eachother again after we both move. since we started dating weve been sleeping in the same bed because we were/are roommates #just being gone for the weekend in my hometown is hard because i cant stand to be here but its worse because hes not in my bed every night #ive grown so used to falling alseep in his arms that i dont know what to do at night. i dont feel safe without his arms holding me #ive never felt safe where ive lived before. ive never felt safe in a relationship. ive never felt loved for who i am. that was until him.#now i feel safe in our home. i feel safe in our relationship. i feel loved for who i am. and now we have to be so far apart.#ive done long distance before but this is going to hurt so much my cat loves him she is super cautious and scared around new people but #she loved him since the start. not to mention shes my esa so that really mattered to me. he wants to move with me but it isnt happening #he got definite housing an hour away for super cheap in a town where he knows everyone and i have possible in a town where im surrounded by #people i know but am terrified of. im scared to move back here but have no choice. unless i make that terrifying choice of going with him.#the apartment he is getting is a two bedroom. id only have a studio. hes offered for me to come but im scared to move that far away again #i want to be with him but im scared to move to a whole new town with him. i know hes an amazing guy but we'd be moving away from my friends #and family. i already have to move away from all my friends if i go back to my hometown but this would be a different story.#moving to a whole new town with a guy that i only started dating 2 months ago? like yes. i lived with him previously and knew him for longer #than we dated but im still scared. i think rightfully so. but still.#but there are some pros to moving with him. hometown has no music scene and his town does and thats really important to me.#we'd also be close to his family. but farther from mine. hed be around friends and id have none no matter where i go.#idk im just rambling but i really needed to vent. i lost my best friend recently to the point of them siding with strangers almost and they #helped them break and enter into the house to intimidate me and bf and then a few days later came with cops after saying repeatedly that #they were an anarchist and acab but only when they dont use them apparently. because i guess morals/values only matter when its convenient #im so tired though but i cant sleep so i might write some cringe poetry and try to chill out before going on a late night/early morning walk #tag vent #vent in tags

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jadie0 · 6 months ago

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on scent

scent indicates familiarity; it’s always there but doesn’t really mean anything until it means something,

and now its not just brownies cooking, but ours over stifled giggles at two am

and now its not just a car exhaust, but yours singing songs into a sunset

and then, years later, you catch a whiff

and your head turns, inevitably, because it would be worse than shame, to miss something you love

and maybe a part of you wants you to be happy

and when you lose that forever maybe you’ll seek it in a bottle, or save it in fabric, or even try to rediscover it in the recesses of your mind,

but scent is uniquely reserved for the here and now,

and i will never live this moment again, but

maybe i will catch a whiff of it on the breeze

and my head will turn ever so slightly,

and i will remember oh, how i loved you so.

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faaun · 9 months ago

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oh my god u rly are everyone you've ever loved !! for better or worse !! a part of you becomes them!

#i had a moment of lucidity idk im in this café the person i went on a few dates w is coming to see me i said come study w me #and they said okay immediately even though im a town over and i dont like them i really dont feel even a little attracted to them that way #but i did let them bite my neck a week ago and it still hurts i let them hold my hand i just #i never start anything #i let them kiss me. why do i do that? i dont feel anything towards them #and i told them ill probably never sleep with them and i thought thats enough but it really isnt is it #they write poetry about people they meet even once #theyre coming a whole town over to study w me but its not a date i feel nothing towards them romantically and i dont want to lose them as #a friend. this was her line of thinking wasnt it? i would take the train and meet her near her place in ldn and wed study together and #shed let me hold her and she would never initiate much and we were just studying together and it wasnt a date #like . fuck. i dont want to do what she djd to me to another person ever #their shared location map went offline at london bridge like ok theyre in the underground they are fr coming a whole town over #its a short distance but the point is i think i should have taken what my friend said more seriously . she told me i was kinda leading #them on bc what i thought to be just meetups dates might entail more for them #anyway im gonna be clear w them this time maybe #....IT JUST NEVER COMES UP IS THE THING #do i have to clarify even if it never comes up #i do in fact hear myself #ok #the parallels r lining up #aaa

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scamera-writes · 2 months ago

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I think I have a friend

I think I have a friend Her name is a 6 letter word Synonym to isolated and desolate I think I like her I think I miss her when she's gone I think I have a friend

She is enveloping and distracting Like a fleeting hallway love And I’m dependent on her touch

I used to invite her over more Everyday even We would sit together on the couch Use the swing set together Even while reading I would hold her hand And she would squeeze mine back

But now I see her less Only while driving by myself Eating dinner by myself Isolating in my room by myself

Even then she wavers and flickers away When I listen to a song that brings me comfort Or when I get a text that makes me grin When I remember that I’m loved even when it’s not right in front of me

I can’t tell whether I miss her Or I’m better off without her Sometimes I find myself lacking her hand in mine But I find my lovers hand instead and I smile

I think I have a friend Lonely was her name Antonym to popular and loved I think she liked me I think she misses me when she’s gone I think I had a friend

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-I think I have a friend (By me)

#scamera poems #scamera writes #original poem #poets on tumblr #poetry #wooo you guys ever think about your loneliness as a friend #and she doesn't show up too much anymore because you feel loved so much #but also you struggle with emotional permanence (disorderr) and she comes back a lot but you dont find yourself Depending on her anymore #and thats a little sad right ?#just kidding this isnt about anything i dont feel anything </3 #(i wrote this a while ago but i was like Sorta feeling this again sooo)#dont look too far into this its like just a thing so <3 #this isnt my favorite thing in the world but im tired and eugh yeah <33 #anywaysss im ignoring the things i have to do again :)

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the-writing-frog · 9 months ago

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I Love You, I Think

I love you,

But not like that.

I want to be with you,

But not like that.

You make me feel so much,

It's hard to describe.

You make me feel

Safe. Wanted. Home. Loved.

I want to love you,

Give you this feeling too.

I want you to feel home,

Give you this feeling too.

I love you.

More than a friend,

Not like a lover,

I just love you.

I wish to be

The reason you smile.

I want to be

The reason you laugh.

I don't know how else

I'm supposed to say

I love you,

I'm home with you.

But I'll just keep saying,

"I love you,

I love you,

I love you."

#i wrote this about my best friend whos my whole fucking world i love her so much #i dont think she realizes how much i love her #and its also sort of a queer platonic thing sorta?#anywho #poetry #my poetry #poem #sort of #original poem #writing #writing things #love #queer #queer platonic crush #i guess thats what this is?#idk #i dont know how to label feelings i just feel em

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princessmyriad · 1 month ago

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#personal #thinking about how the phrase treat others how you want to be treated is actually incredibly one way #unless damn near every person ive ever met wants to be treated like shit which i cant imagine is true #like idk i spent a lot of my time giving my energy to people. and ill never feel bad for putting love and kindness out into the world #but i gave some of these people everything i had. or not everything that would diminish me but everything i could spare for them at the time #i treated them attentively and considerately and tenderly and lovingly #and that kindness has not been extended back to me by most of these people #some of them have surely in their own 'love language' and im grateful for these people in my life #but most of the people ive treated with intentional care have actively and on purpose caused me a lot of emotional harm #which again. im working through and like karma will get them without me needing to be there or whatever while i do my own healing #but regardless i still think some of that shit should not have happened like it did #i dont understand how everyone can say to me treat others how youd like to be treated but not tell me the caveat #that they will not treat me the way i want to be treated even if i put in that effort for them/for our friendship or relationship or whatevr #like idk im a bitch for asking you to leave me alone when ive been vomiting for two days straight but you can straightup sexually misconduct #with my body and then when i write poetry about it and share my feelings instead of leaving and taking that information anywhere helpful #you get to decode youre traumatized actually and im still a bitch for bringing it up?#make it make sense #'treat others the way you want to be treated' so youd like it if i starved you and verbally insulted and gaslight and manipulated you? no?#then what the fuck is the point of you saying that to me???#idk im just fucking pissed rn that. idk what im pissed at. cause again i know im no contact with all of these people now and their #shitty justice will find its way to them. and i cant be mad at myself for saddling with the wrong people cause some of that was my choices #and some of it was blood i couldnt escape for a long time. and i said i dont want to regret or resent #putting love out to the world #but i am still angry that so much of me was given to the wrong people. that these people just chose to completely ignore #the level of respect and patience and kindness i showed them #idk dudes im just angry. 'treat others the way you want to be treated' fuck off thats some quiet manipulation bullshit to get me to be #nicer to you even as you abuse the self-worth outta me fuck off fuck you #i found it again. you cant bury it im too full of love to not love myself too but it hurts how hard they tried for so long #'treat others the way you want to be treated' how bout no. how bout i treat everyone with a base level of kindness #and when youve shown me that you will treat me the way i deserve to be treated then ill fucking play niceys back

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