#devinetheory-2

[maybeyoullfindthissomeday]

And who is this "she", that may find this someday? I want to know who this person is that has impacted your life so much. What did they mean to you? How were they lost? Was this love? Love lost? My heart has asked my hands to send you this. Though it may be none of our business. You can respond privately if you wish. Or not at all of course. Right away or whenever you feel it most. I have loved and lost and lost it all once. Maybe more ...And maybe one day I will have the courage to share my story.

"She…"

…has been my best friend and really the only true constant in my life (besides my immediate family) the past 7 years, which included a marriage and subsequent divorce to someone else. And I feel stupid for saying this, but I didn't think we could be more than what we are now until very recently, only because I don't believe I was truly happy until this past year.

People say not to put all your eggs in one basket, but when I think of what’s beautiful in this world, I can’t help but to think of her. Presently, I don't see myself being with anybody else besides her. I am content with being alone, but it would be a grand journey if we did end up being a couple. And this poetry would only be seen by her if she reciprocated feelings in some way. So at this point, not a love lost, but love gaining every day until I tell her how I feel about her, until around 4 months from now, when I have written what I've wanted to be written. If she’s completely against the idea of us, then I would have to somehow let the feelings fade, and hope that our friendship can survive it. We’ve been through a lot and I think we know each other more than we know ourselves sometimes. We understand boundaries very well as best friends of the opposite sex. We’re mature and emotionally intelligent adults who communicate better than most, especially with each other, so I don't believe friendzoning really applies to us.

I have lost multiple loves in the past and I used to be able to write about it, but I found out it's not healthy for me. I cannot say the same for you and others, so I hope you do find courage, because some stories need to find their way to the light, even the sad ones. It can be cathartic and remedial, and maybe, you'll find others who have lost as well and you can connect as I have.

Thanks for reading and for your question

[devinetheory-2]

I warned you....

It's a storm coming

Tears running

Like the rain

From the pain

Thats pouring thru

Life constantly

testing the formula

For my fortitude

It's almost like the people in my life

Are cool

Until they're through

And can see through you

all the way to the disorders

and then it's almost like

they sort of orphan you

Without you

I really don't have

Much more to lose

And I've never

loved anyone more than you

And we really can't

Afford to ignore the truth

Or let bad fortune

Continue to torture you

You have always been

my whole world

My Florida moon

Used get high

hop in my spaceship

And make it

orbit you

Used to want to get old

And watch life go forward

On a wraparound porch

While temperatures reach a scorching 104

on the 4th of June

Unusual but beautiful

Like an Orchid bloom

So much more

So adored

Came a long way

From the street

sleeping in that 4 door

ford with you

stealing from Stores

cause we couldn't afford food

Needing more

But somehow finding

Comfort in just

being there for you

-DT

[devine-acension-831]

Still... I love you! 💜💚

@devinetheory-2

He is cut frøm a different cløth 💚

He's my angel from above 🔑

His laugh serenades my søul 💜

His smile awakens the darkest parts øf me💚

He puts the pieces øf my heart in place 🔑

He is the spark in øur passiøn 💜

His essence is captivating 💚

He is the smile in my laughter 🔑

He makes me want tø dream 💜

His wørds are like music tø my ears 💚

His tøuch is my søulfull happiness 🔑

His arms are my høme 💜

His mind takes me øn whimsical adventures 💚

His armør prøtects me 🔑

He is øxygen; I'm dying tø breath 💜

His kiss is a cøøl breeze øn a høt summer day 💚

His hugs calm the chaøs within me🔑

He gives my spirit life 💜

He is my favørite pair øf eyes tø find at sun down 💚

He makes my rainbøw brighter 🔑

He's the øther half øf my søul 💜

His løve tø me is like the møøn light øn a starry night 💚

His gravity hølds me døwn in every way🔑

He is the møøn that shimmers thrøughøut my night 💜

He is the stars that glimmer øh sø bright💚

He is my inspiratiøn 🔑

He is my muse 💜

His metaphørical psychøsis enchants me 💚

💚. . . He is mine; I am his . . . 💚

@devinetheory-2 💜🔑💚

[poeticjustic]

I guess this is part of saving myself.

I tell myself the distance helps,

but it’s a knife straight through the center of my heart.

We both stand back,

Look on from afar, like strangers tend to do sometimes.

Baby steps in this lesson of losing and letting go.

Idon’t always know and as much as I try to do it with grace,

I am aware it’s anything but pretty.

Is it supposed to be?

I don’t think so.

Because it mattered,

So the graceful walk away…

Well, that’s for the mild hearted I guess.

I am too passionate to tread lightly away from the view of that sky,

even when it covered me as it fell like a storm that took my heart and smashed it to pieces with your name still inside.

What can I say?

I never did see a storm that made me run the other way.

I’m the one who’s always running towards it,

Like a storm chaser risking it all just for one glimpse of the beauty,

Even when the edges are rough.

Even when there’s a little dirt around the picture perfect sky.

I will go stand under the same sky that fell,

hold my hands out with a welcome,

knowing it will fall again with the same ending.

I will never weaken myself by toning down my heart enough to pretend the thunder was too scary to ever call the storm by name again,

Ilike it never happened at all.

I guess I care too much sometimes.

Mark myself with every piece,

Not only the good parts, but all of it.

It’s a slow process to hold on to everything,

Feel it as much as I can until I don’t need to anymore and finally let it go.

It kills me to watch it fly away.

Maybe it always will.

Maybe it already flew away a long time ago,

But I’ve been holding it this whole time,

So close to my heart,

until I was ready to watch it fly into that same sky.

Im not ready for that just yet.

Not this time, but one day…

one day, I might be okay with looking into your eyes,

like the storm itself, without wanting to run or hide or die…

or cry.

Maybe that’s when the lessons will hit me and I’ll know what the pain was meant to teach me…

and I hope it leads to me saving myself.

Whatever happens,

I know this is always going to hurt.

So be it.

I will still hold the hand of that pain with good memories.

I remember the colors in the sky before it fell and the shades it became after.

In some strange way,

there’s comfort in the memory of both.

And even though it still covers me with the pain of how it fell when I wasn’t looking,

I still see you flying.

Piecing the sky back together just right,

so you can watch those sunsets you love.

I have seen the only sunset I ever need to see,

still hold it like it’s the one thing saving me,

and maybe I’ll hold it until I’m me again.

Then let it go and save myself by shining like that moment before the sky fell on me to set you free,

so you could fly away to where you need to be.

I hope you fly straight into the eye of your dreams,

touch each one with all of your heart,

And never let go........

-

[jonaswpoetry]

Has anyone purchased anything from you as a result of your writing? I was recently told I should sell some of mine.... Wouldn't that be something? Lol. Cheers.... - Devine Theory

As of yet I don’t think I’ve ever made any money from my writing, though I suppose others have done so by including some in their anthologies (though I’m fully aware they’d doubtless make the money regardless of my works’ inclusion). I’d love to publish my own collections, and have been vaguely putting a few together for a while now, but never quite give them the necessary attention and also am fully convinced they’d never be purchased anyway. But if people are suggesting you sell your writing, you should absolutely go for it. It’d be fucking awesome.

On that note, I will shamelessly plug my Ko-Fi page, for anyone with a bit of money to spare for a fella who does most of his novel writing in a coffee shop.

Stay swell, pal.

[rayven-interrupted]

I just had my mind legit blown by @devinetheory-2

I’m speechless right now. Thank you for sharing your goddamn poetic genius with me.

[devinetheory-2]

Endless Death

Doesn't it ?

I mean, I should know

The sun Glowing

like a fire in the sky

Dying slow

As I swallow her lies

Stuck at the base

of my throat

Standing still

as another tequila sunrise

passes over my soul

Her Iron fist has me

And she will not let go

As I attempt to ascend to heaven

But her barbed wire grasp

Has trapped my ghost

In this matrix dream

Where I scream

with everything I have left...

"All I did was love you"

From the ends of my toes

Towards heaven

As high as I can go

where my God has forsaken me

And the weight

is bending my bones

And the pain is back in my tone

And matches

the scratches on my back

the dents in my crown

And the miasma

of cracks in my throne.

I came through

with tremendous depth

and have left

walking on eggshells

with ninja steps

Loving you

has been a prison sentance

a vengeance quest

a relentless mess

The devil in a crimson dress

Knowing its more

But surely

she'll have you

convinced its less

now I walk back into society

just her lies and me

Attempting to smile back

At the girl smiling at me

But In while shell be

Just another unanswered

friend request

inside im being torn apart

Violently within this chest

trying to reintegrate

My vision

With the horizon in my

Florida champaign

sunset sky

As far as the eye can see

As I relive this nightmare

This....

..... Endless death.

- Devine Theory

[poeticjustic]

I feel these bricks on my chest

Like a unexpected afternoon test

5 days, your light on me like the sun's rays

I thought this breath was restless

Or just a entangled stress test

But when put under pressure

I realize it's just your gentle gestures

Breathing the wind right back into my lungs

Like breathing the life into me is something as simple

As the beauty in the mirror  resembles

Come to find out

The twisted insanity inside my mind is nothing more than a drought

See you, you're different than them

You pick up my pieces and never need to pretend

This pressure, gesture

Nothing more than youbshining your rays here in my darkest nights days

You take those bright neon colors, the lessons from your grandmother and croshay your way into the ripped pieces of my worst days.

But not today

Not today

Today like any other day

You never lead me astray

For today,

My soul is at Bay

And I am Okay

Crazy? No Fucking Way

- Poetic Justice-

[lexiklecksi]

700+ followers special

Thank you for reading my poetry and my random ramblings! To thank my newest 50 followers I wrote this poem using as many of their usernames and as less of my own words as possible. Tell me if you like it! ;-)

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Relax, @bewaterbebreath in this @lastremaininglight0...

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[devine-acension-831]

@devinetheory-2 🧡💛💙

The night on top of Bøb Evans

[devinetheory-2]

Thank you @devinetheory-2 and everyone who got me to 2000 reblogs!

[devine-acension-831]

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We are chaotic... 🌀

We are alive... 🕉️

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[poeticjustic]

We Fight for these moments in time

Trying so hard not to fall behind

I see your soul

Deep in mine

Tried to deny this

Just to realize I'm insanely blind

To mine

To time

Just one more night

One more sick crime of mine

Nothing left but the need to be close to you

To BE about it

To see it through

"you've got my back, but who's protecting me from you?"

Looking so helpless

Souls are restless

Can't seem to be selfless

Conflicted and contradicted

His eyes have me addicted

We both know what we need

But our bodies can't find the energy for speed

Wanna go, wanna stay

God I just don't want you to slip away

Tell me to stay,

Even if it's just for today.

-PoeticJustice-

[devine-acension-831]

I'm blessed, thankful and grateful... @devinetheory-2 💜💚

You’re so lucky if you’re in love and it’s reciprocated and it’s healthy and innocent and pure

[devinetheory-2]

It makes me feel ugly

When all my hopes

and Dreams

End up on front street

Because im still with

the one I want

But the one I want

Doesn't want me

And all any other prospective

Bachelorette wants from me

Is to f@!k me.

Or maybe it's just me.

In a rut

Angry and justified...

I could just be...

Spellbound and mystified

Like somebody drugged me...

What Is this thing we call love?

Another class 1 drug...

But this one's free

Or Is it

Insanity driven

Chemically dependant

So much of my life given

To finish right back

Where I started to end it

When I hated myself

And was afraid of friendship

Yet was still in it

About the time when all the

"real men" dip

Ill Shell shock your spirit

In the lab

when the pad

hits the pen tip

And you finally get it

How I said it

Makes you want to be closer

Near it

And fear...

it escapes you

for those few moments

when it plays through

and our spirits

Mirror

And it takes you

And the message seems so clear

And FINALY someone understands

why I'm still here

Through the loss and the pain

The massive ups

and the savage drops

Felonious run ins

almost being done in

by cops

and I'm no longer alone

in a world that doesn't want me there

....and somebody seems to care...

Still when I dream

I dream you there.

Unafraid...saving me

like at one time

you needed to be saved

And 4 once I get to enjoy this day.

This moment

Recognition

Repetition

Because really??

We're just slaves

Trying desperately for a win

In this game

We call life,

I love you all

But to love self

Is such a fight...

Raw, untouched

Fuel for your mind

You have yet to light....

Goodnight

Raw and uncut

unfiltered, unedited and untouched...

- Devine Theory

[devine-acension-831]

💜💚🔑💜💚🔑💜💚🔑💜💚🔑💜💚🔑💜💚

He's my past, present and future... 💜💚

Everything we want and need is within us to obtain...

💚💜

He brings calm where there is none... 💜💚

He's my Joker. . . 💚💜

Forever isn't nearly long enough but we'll start there... 💜💚

@devinetheory-2 💚💜