#breakup poem

[silent-insanities]

If you saw yourself the way I see you, there would be no doubt in why I can’t let you go.

[sensitivesublime]

[bigsharter666]

how to be alone, a lonely person's guide:

1. make a mug of tea, try to appreciate the silence. you can hear every bubble in the kettle if you really try. hold your cup gently, press it against your body. feel the warmth spreading. graze your knuckles against it, feel them sting. forget about it until its cold. sometimes tea isnt even about drinking it, it's just about having something to keep you company.

2. go out to lunch, because you decided you were going to. you dont need a reason to get your favourite food, youre allowed to do it! when the waitress asks you if you are waiting for someone, try not to cry.

3. realise how quiet lunch is when it's just you. you didnt bring anything to do, that was stupid. what was the plan? just eat too quickly, leave even faster. maybe next time bring a book or something, you know one of the ones youre always pretending you will read? yeah that one.

4. go see a movie! movies are a great way to pass the time. try not to look at the couples and friend groups. noone cares that youre alone, they probably dont even notice. try not to think about it. theyre not laughing at you just stop thinking about it.

5. take up a hobby, tumblr blogging or journaling or knitting or hoarding. it helps fill the time. arent the days just so long? its crazy how much time you have. youre looking at the clock too often, stop doing that! seriously, it just makes time go slower. why cant you just enjoy yourself? do you even like knitting? what do you like then? whatever i guess you can just go to sleep early.

6. take a sleeping pill, take a few. have a drink. why not? its not like anyone is keeping track. pick up smoking again, because you forgot why you quit in the first place. it feels good, whats wrong with just wanting to feel good sometimes? youre young it doesnt even matter. tomorrow will be better. tomorrow you will be better. figure it out, it wont always be this hard. tomorrow will be better.

[moonys-bf]

original poem :,)

[aribcofer]

ari b. cofer, Unfold: Poetry + Prose

[stev1ezee]

another (poem?) for yawl. wrote this a hot minute ago. definitely not technically a poem!

clouds perfectly suspended by strings from the ozone layer and branches reaching out to you longingly, the fruitful ombre of the sky from fresh to rotten smiling down, the surrounding air humid with such substance it borders on overbearing, but finds a safe balance at tranquil.

i imagine these descriptors to fit your environment as i sit, aching in the thick, chemical filled air of my room as a form of comfort.

even knowing you feel relieved that you’ll never have to see my face again, there isn’t a thing i wouldn’t do to hold you.

no matter how idle and unloving your facial expression, how sharp your words, for your sickeningly sweet scent to fill these walls again is the only thing i want.

the sharp pain in my chest when you speak your lifeless poetry and jab your heartless jabs, in retrospect, sounds so very very sweet in comparison to the void within me.

i would sell my soul if it meant we could be together. a single lifetime with you is worth an eternity of suffering. my mattress remembers you.

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Candles

-

I saw your heartbreak

Before I saw your face.

There is a dullness within me.

An ache to make you smile again.

But we sat in silence.

Choking on tears,

As if we both knew.

I think I've struggled with the concept,

That you can hurt someone terribly.

And somehow

Still be deserving of love,

Someday.

With a crooked wick,

Burnt down halfway.

Somehow still worth lighting.

x

[moonentries]

Please escape from me,

as if I was a shed burning to the ground.

Evil rage within those flames,

I lit up within myself.

Please run from me and don‘t look back,

I‘m not fully healed yet.

I know these burning flames could keep you warm,

but you‘ll turn out cold once I‘m gone.

And I noticed what you meant as I kept reading,

the blame I was ready to take on instead of dealing,

with the consequences of falling in love with you.

I held onto you until you transferred your fire over to me,

right as I was about to bloom.

My blossom caught fire now,

I couldn‘t run nor extinguish the flames,

so I had to sit with excruciating pain,

eventually turning into ashes,

while you move on to light up your next victim.

(c) moonentries

[snekthedemonnoodle]

there used to be everything between us 

but it is now little more than nothing.

knowing that hurts because once

we made every excuse to get alone with each other

but now even eye contact feels too risky.

we used to interlock our fingers and dance

but now i just bump into you in the hallway of an unfamiliar place

where we know both of us need someone.

deep down i miss you, dearly and truly

but saying that feels scary and awkward

because i know it was better in the long run,

but for now it feels like such a mistake.

[d0ll-part-s]

five months lost

i.k.b

[silent-insanities]

Plagued by the memories.

[sensitivesublime]

[bigsharter666]

i hope you see this and i hope you relapse and i hope you hate yourself for all of it. and i hope you get better and the therapy works and they find a medication that helps and that time is kind to you. and i hope that this space is all that you thought itd be and it was all for the better in the end and that one day you text me an apology that actually means something and i can finally feel seen by you and know that you understand it all. that you know what you put me through and what i went through and why i was so crazy afterwards. and i hope youre crying yourself to sleep alone in your bed and you know there is noone to comfort you and that its all your fault. i fucking hate you and i want to hurt you. and i want to sit with you in the basement smoking weed and listening to radiohead, having conversations that will become inside jokes. and i want to go to apartment inspections and climb trees and i want to take you to the place i went camping as a child and show you around for the first time and shoplift crystals. and i want to dressup as pirates for halloween and take you out to meet all my friends and feel my heart race when i drag you into the bathroom. and i want to wrestle with you on my king sized bed in a tiny bedroom and let you pin me down. i want to hold your hand in the parking lot with tears in my eyes after you meet my dad. i want to rip out chunks of your hair and scream until you start crying just so i know you can fucking hear me. i hope you die and i hope you get to live happily ever after and i hope you never talk to me again and i hope you knock on my door tonight.

[valemrsn]

pearl diver, a new poem :3

[theduckopera]

[not loving you is pulling me apart]

Not loving you is pulling me apart: it's doing sad digestive stressed things to the half-sucked lemon sherbert of my heart; it's washed out every sunflower I knew.

And I'm not saying that I want you back; that I'm not softly glad that we are through. It's just that in amongst the bright life-building, the finding what is forward, what is new,

I have to face the pallor of those flowers. The lemon sherbert has some work to do-- to lead this sorry, heartsick, hurting doubter through grief and out the other side, renewed,

where loving you is not the point: I'm free. Without you, all my choices lead to me.

--Sky Stanton (@theduckopera)

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Choked

-

I hope there was a convenience

To loving me.

In the brief period

Between then and now,

When lightening stuck,

And you caught fire-

I hope it kept you warm.

I'll burn after you,

Of course.

It's all I know how to do.

However.

If you ever find yourself cold,

And thinking of my flames-

Let it stop there.

You know I'd flicker out of existence

For you.

Leave me to my inferno,

The one you once adored-

If you've any mercy at all.

x