#TheCyclesofLifeandDeath

[savedinmydrafts]

HOME SWEET CEMETERY

~TW - Addiction~

A time in my youth

I fell asleep in a grave,

and I still blame the stones

for not waking the same.

I taste the dirt on my nails

as I bite through paranoia,

knowing the hands of my grave

are the killer and destroyer.

I can’t help but envy the living,

while roaming streets with the living dead.

For I know they won’t say a word,

when my skin has been picked and bled..

but after awhile the decay gets old

-my veins still crave to feel alive,

and

after

all

there’s nothing quite like the rush

of blazing sunshine

It’s those of us with death inside-

The devils been our only comfort.

All my loved ones turned to ghosts,

and when I cry he lends his shoulder,

and with just a small sacrifice

he offers rays of the Sun..

as candy, bottles, and silver spoons.

Brief happiness and feeling numb,

when i’m plagued with grief and doom.

But when the morning creeps in..

He comes back for my debt,

at the same place I dug my own grave.

With the harsh smell of rot and regret,

where the words of my headstone say:

“Welcome to the cycles of Life

and Death

and it’s here that you cannot be saved”

// Ophydia

Mindless Vices - Addiction ~The cycles of life and Death~

*here’s my first piece, can’t wait to read all of yours!*

[disruptivebychoice]

Broken Promises;

Broken and bruised

My mind’s warped and confused

Neurologically

I’m a bomb

That can’t be diffused

Like a screw loose

The darkness in me

Is found as a muse

Body etched with death

I’m itching for my last breath

Clinging to smoke

I inhale

I choke

Black sinks to my chest

Racing through veins

Pumping to the heart

With anxiety

I riddle to rest

My drugs whisper

Telling sweet promises

Of better tomorrow’s

But I’m sick and tired

Of false information

Leading me to more sorrows

Mindless Vices - Addiction ~The cycles of life and Death~

[savedinmydrafts]

“Make it fast/ no make it last” amazing😍 god so vivid and piercing😫🤍💕

How tantalizing the tablets

From one tongue to the next

Exchanging favors flavored

Of minty fresh mouthwash

Masking acrid venom

Candy-coated pretty please

A taste a tease attempt

To tempt, kneeling on worn knees

Keen for more--dribbled

Dabs dangling from leather string

Break me/fix me

With everything I want to hear

Make it fast/no make it last

Savor the rush each bump

Going to the head, the buzz

Filling only to spill out

Can't keep you in

Left high and dry coming

Down until your hold

Constricts me again

Pretending you're the antidote

Sugar, you're the poison

[savedinmydrafts]

SOMEWHERE IN TIME

I left myself running for far too long-

Sometimes my heart builds up ice like my AC unit this July

So my friend said to let it go,

how could I say no?

Of course with that support, I let the night take control.

I took a deep breath and watched the sun start to set

-exhale this regret

We plucked the orange dim light from the sky, and rolled it onto a tray

We took our empty souls, and empty bottles, and crushed our worries away..

Sucking sunshine through our nose, these days it’s hard to escape.

I buckled in the passenger side, smiling at the stereo. Singing shut up and drive, screaming so loud it brought my bones back to life.

I let them rattle till the end of the drive

-Till we pulled in the garage of an unexpected friend. The friend and I shocked at the surprise time we get to spend.

He opened up the freezer

whispering into my ear, how he likes to bottle the moon

pulling out three glasses for us alone in the room.

Inside my body coursed the night and the day, as I cried out my secrets, to friends reassuring that i’d be okay.

but they don’t know that the music I chose, echoed fears I couldn’t say-

How I wished moments like these could last forever..

Holding hearts,

I listened to each one as they let down their guard.

~a life full of vices makes breathing kind of hard~

// Ophydia

Mindless Vices - Addiction ~The cycles of Life and Death~

Day 3🤍

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I wanted to give a special THANK YOU to everyone who participated in mine and Kae’s August writing challenge, Mindless Vices! Although we didn’t get the chance to post as much as we would have liked, it was wonderful getting to hear all of your beautiful work!🤍✨

Some of the beautiful writers that participated:

@dolores-hazy

@hellorheels

@courtneyohpoetry

@quiet-storm132

and members of the @writeundertheinfluence family🤍

and of course me and Kae✨💖

(Kae’s blog: @disruptivebychoice)

Go check out their amazing blogs!!

Thank you all for the love and support, maybe we will plan some more things in the future<3

[savedinmydrafts]

WEEK 1 - ADDICTION

~The Cycles of Life and Death~

[August 1st - August 7th]

Hello lovelies🤍 I’m a little late in the day posting this, but today is the beginning of week one for #MindlessVices, the writing collaboration/ challenge hosted by me and my clone @disruptivebychoice and for those of you who don’t know, my name is Ophydia:) The theme this week is ~The Cycles of Life and Death~ with the spotlight on addiction. Addiction has strongly impacted both mine and Kae’s lives in so many different ways, and so many others as well. Me and Kae will be writing and sharing an addiction piece tying into ~The Cycles of Life and Death~

Any writer/ poet wanting to participate with us, please join on in! Tag your work with #MindlessVices to get a reblog from me and Kae on both of our personal poetry blogs🤍 Feel free to tag us as well, and we will do our best to read and share all of your work! If we happen to miss anyone’s piece by any chance, feel free to message either one of us! We are so excited to see what everyone creates, and expresses! ANYONE is welcome to join. I only ask for kindness towards others, and to please use a TW (trigger warning) for any potentially triggering or sensitive content. Thank you in advance <3

Kae’s blog: @disruptivebychoice

(My blog: @savedinmydrafts)

#MindlessVices

[savedinmydrafts]

i’ve gotta say it again..

“this isn’t how you pray,

And love doesn’t live

On bottled-up pain.”

🙏🏼well fucking said.

The Devout

Devout, kneeling at her altar

Shaking under the force of surrender

Even if it hurts you'll never fault her

Darling, this isn't how you pray,

And love doesn't live

On bottled-up pain.

[savedinmydrafts]

“It processed me Till I couldn’t process at all” 💔🤍

Addiction taught me well

What’s mine for the taking

Becomes the mind

How breaking takes a toll

The careless thinking

The downfall in the making

Addiction taught me well

Until I didn’t care at all

It was the last call

It processed me

Till I couldn’t process at all

Mindless Vices - Addiction ~The cycles of life and Death~