#emo poetry

[tiefling-queer]

look at me. listen to me. bigots and queerphobes don’t know the distinction between a trans person, a gnc cis gay person, and a cisgender heterosexual crossdresser. all of these people are just queer degenerates to them. that is why their anti-drag bills are written so vaguely as to encompass any possible mundane gender nonconformity - so they can target as many of us as possible in one ruling. and that’s why you need to stop trying to put lines between these groups in regards to ‘who’s more oppressed’ and ‘who has the right to talk about gender’ - gender nonconformity and transgenderism are punished in exactly the same way. cut one of us and the other bleeds. our fight is the same.

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[lv3buzzz]

no one gets it like pete wentz does

[staticoath]

ℒ∅℣ℰ

razor on wrists heartbeat skips the flesh rips my clock ticks the blood flows my time slows the devil knows my lowest lows

won't be missed sinking ship and i wish for this to end so send my regards it’s so hard

a love of hate pained by fate please recite my dying light

the heat death of life left up to chance heed my last

my swan song a pathetic hum not very long please don’t run

please stay hear me say all i couldn’t all i shouldn’t

a letter never read by one now dead straight to the trash as you laugh

a hateful love so full of your contempt so i attempt until i succeed until you love me i hope through death your love i’ll get

blood now cold words untold body decomposed spirit wanders alone devoid of love or even one to observe my final word

[damien-devil-art]

I rewrote an old poem I made when I was little

The original

[darkfrenchwitch]

you’re all thorns

no roses

like a mirage

just a bit further

just get better

try harder

but you’re thorns

no roses

i can feel you

pricking me

from the inside out

i bleed

to see your face

my pain is

your true color

pooling at my feet

my broken pieces

spell your name

but i can’t read

[severedheartsxo]

self hatred

𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹

[just-a-starving-artist]

Scraps

I will sit under the table and beg for scraps of the life I want to live.

I promise not to bite.

I promise not to snap at your hand.

As long as you, my love, are the hand feeding me.

[lxrnawhxre]

with every passing day,

I can feel my hope ebbing away,

dripping through the gaps of my fingers,

just like the tears that escape my eyes

[yumithetruffler]

Shadows of wingbeats

Billowing shrouds converge

into plagues upon my nose

Dying roses shield

my true perception of you

Lies driven like stakes

into the chambers of my heart

🥀🖤

[luregrace]

is this it?

is this all i will have in life?

friendships with people i can no longer recognize,

a paralyzing, empty feeling

staring at myself through a window

living this horrible life

with a looming feeling that someone is watching me

living this horrible life

as a stranger stares back in the window

is this it?

is this all i will have in life?

[tiefling-queer]

maybe when people of color around the world tell you that voting for biden is not harm reduction, maybe implying that they need to check their privilege and find in their heart the truth that maintaining the imperialist status quo is what's best for the world because we have a ~°☆Responsibility☆°~ to protect those ☆~•poor disadvantaged third world peasants•~☆ by voting for someone who tells us he's less genocidal than the other guy - look, maybe at this point youre stupid and racist.

[webdiggerxxx]

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[andy-with-a-pen]

Accidental Implacations of Losing Feelings

TW!!

will you love me? 

in the middle of the night call me pretty 

will you love me? 

if i tell you what to be 

will you love me? 

can you even see me? 

they loved me.

like you won’t 

they loved me.

yet you can’t let go 

they loved me.

when i didn’t ever show 

they loved me. 

like how you can’t show 

can you love me? 

bite me, please 

can you love me? 

kiss me, please 

can you love me? 

fuck me, please 

can you love me? 

hurt me, please 

can you love me? 

kick me, please 

can you love me? 

kill me, please. 

please love me.

show me something 

please love me.

do something to hurt me 

please love me. show anything but apathy 

please love me.

do something to me 

please love me. 

murder me like you want to yourself 

don’t love me.

it hurts 

don’t love me.

it burns 

don’t love me.

let me choke 

don’t love me.

will it be the first time i’m held? 

don’t love me.

obsessed to a degree 

don’t love me.

obsessed to 3rd degree 

don’t love me.

my throat burns 

don’t love me.

obsession is a 3rd degree burn 

don’t love me.

you get off on hurt…

[staticoath]

i feel my thoughts spiral

and go down the drain

my mind is so hollow

yet i still feel all the pain

the calling i must follow

the razor meets my vein

in this emptiness i wallow

for my mind is despair's domain

[cloethgodd3ss]

Rotting Corpse.

(A poem by Cloe O'Keefe)

Little hope.

Rotted core,

Gaslit whore.

Screaming dread,

Haunted dead.

Strangled voices,

Demented choices.

Malicious curse,

Looming hearse.

Coffin nail,

Tragic tale.

Morbid soul,

Lose control. 

Rotting corpse,

Intense remorse.

Karmic debt,

Deep regret.