#pheracy poem

[pheracy]

CHARACTER Ellie Williams FANDOM The Last of Us Part 2 SYNOPSIS A poem of Ellie writing in her diary about Joel TAGS & TW major character death, grief, mourning, trauma, blood, body horror, graphic depictions of violence, ptsd, emotional hurt, no comfort, survivor's guilt SONG The choice 🦉 Gustavo Santaolalla, Alan Umstead NOTE Do not ask me how many hours I've cried while writing this. First you'll see the translation of the poem to English since I wrote it in Spanish. Below, you have the original and much better version in Spanish. The picture in the banner is taken and edited by me, please do not repost or claim as your own.

Autumn, brown, leaves on the ground. I don’t eat, I don’t sleep, I don’t move past the grief.

An owl visits my window, nests your bones, lays your entrails in my bed.

It decorates them with flowers picked from your door, bouquets now covering your house, cold and deserted.

Blood drips down the walls, it's a dream, wake up! A moth rests on your guitar, withered and dead.

On your porch, with it beneath the strings, that night I lost you, I wonder if you remember.

I still don’t understand why you get me out alive. You’d do it again, even knowing the outcome.

The scent of your jacket soaked in one last coffee, our last conversation, I will never speak of it.

My heart hasn’t beaten since that scene. After that, we never had our last supper.

Forgiveness and forgetting, debts left unsettled, I’d give anything to have you back.

I write in my notebook, it burns and enrages me. I draw you in its yellowed pages.

You looked at me with eyes that still haunt me, as your brains flew in slow motion.

I don’t want to grow old without seeing you walk through that door. Your corpse buried underground, yet I still leave it open.

In the spaceship that will never land, the one where I once glimpsed the Moon.

You gave your life for mine too many times to count. I still don’t know how to honor you the way you deserve.

I won’t speak of you in the past tense, for you’re still by my side. I wish I could mourn you in silence, but you hurt too much.

I wish you had let me die on that table. We wouldn’t have lived through this unreal nightmare.

Brain ripped out, heart left unscathed, had you left me in that hospital, maybe we’d still be together.

I don’t know if a life without you will be worth it. Knowing my father is gone feels like a sentence.

Years of enduring all your lies, your conscience screams every time you breathe.

A burn on my arm, a hydrocarbon scar, my tattoo of you, growing darker with time.

Two fingers missing, no days left ahead, I step outside, daring death to take me.

You are the person I’ve learned the most from. I hope you didn’t leave this world filled with regret.

What’s left of you will never be forgotten, your gun and a broken watch with time reversed.

I’m glad you can’t see what I’ve become.

El otoño, el marrón, las hojas en el suelo. No como, no duermo, no supero el duelo.

Hay un búho que visita mi ventana, en su nido pone tus huesos y en mi cama tus entrañas.

Lo adorna con flores que cogió de tu puerta, ramos que cubren tu casa, ahora fría y desierta.

La sangre cae por las paredes, es un sueño, ¡despierta! Sobre tu guitarra una polilla, marchita y muerta.

En tu porche con ella bajo las cuerdas, esa noche te perdí, no sé si recuerdas.

El olor de tu chaqueta bañada en un último café, nuestra última conversación de la nunca hablaré.

Mi corazón no ha vuelto a latir desde aquella escena, tras eso nunca tuvimos nuestra última cena.

El perdón y el olvido, no querer cuentas, daría lo que fuera por tenerte de vuelta.

Escribo en mi cuaderno, me quema y violenta, te dibujo en sus páginas amarillentas.

Me miraste con ojos que aún me atormentan mientras tus sesos volaban a cámara lenta.

No quiero cumplir años sin verte entrar por la puerta, tu cadáver bajo tierra y aún así la dejo abierta.

En la nave espacial que nunca va a aterrizar, aquella en la que conseguí la Luna visualizar.

Diste tu vida por la mía incontables veces, sigo sin saber honrarte de la manera en que mereces.

No hablaré de ti en pasado ya que sigues a mi lado, quiero llorarte en silencio pero dueles demasiado.

De que me sacaras viva aún no entiendo el significado, lo volverías a hacer, aún sabiendo el resultado.

Ojalá me hubieras dejado morir en la camilla, no hubiéramos vivido esta irreal pesadilla.

Con el cerebro arrancado y el corazón sin rasguños, de haberme dejado en el hospital, quizá seguiríamos juntos.

No sé si una vida sin ti merecerá la pena, saber que mi padre no está es una condena.

Durante años aguantando todas tus mentiras, te grita la conciencia cada vez que respiras.

En mi brazo quemadura de hidrocarburo, mi tatuaje sobre ti cada vez más oscuro.

Con dos dedos de menos, sin días ni futuro, he salido de casa, a morir me aventuro.

Eres la persona de la que más he aprendido, espero que no dejaras este mundo estando arrepentido.

Lo que queda de ti nunca quedará en el olvido, tu pistola y un reloj roto con el tiempo invertido.

Me alegra que no puedas ver en quién me he convertido.

Credits: dividers by @anitalenia 📬∿ Requests are open and much appreciated! You can read the fandoms I'm in to ask for a poem, headcanons, a lil fic in English or Spanish. Please do not copy, alter, or repost my work ©pheracy 2025.

[pheracy]

PAIRING Clementine x Louis ✧ Clouis VIDEOGAME The Walking Dead Telltale TAGS yearning, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, found family, reciprocated love SONG When I'm with you ♬ Vaultboy NOTE I love these two so bad this poem came out like air. I wrote it in Spanish and I translated it, so if it feels kinda messy, that's why, sorry. Below this one I added the original version

You're a guitar, strummed, made of oak wood and new strings. I'm an orange tree, bitter in taste, and you're salty yet so sweet. My heart's cotton, yours' flannel; mine blood stained, yours in mud.

I'm afraid you might see me up close and run the other way; you’ll discover my uvula is no umbrella, nor are my hands bandaged.

There’s something raw in you that begs me to kiss you. Your freckles urge me to come closer and adore them. The sun of your skin embraces me with warmth and tenderness.

Out of this whole damn world, you choose to stay by my side on the piano bench. You play a ballad out of my soul, music I was always meant to hear.

You give me reasons to believe in tomorrow, to put on my shoes and lace my boots, to dress in leather and cradle you.

I look at your lips and see my home, a tree house and a living room. It's been a while since I've had those.

As long as it's purple and has your name on the mailbox, that’s where I want to spend the rest of my days; surviving and living by your side until my last breath.

Tú eras guitarra, rasgada, de mármol, de cuerdas nuevas.

Yo era naranjo, sabor amargo y tú tan dulce; yo tan agria y tú tan franela. Sonreías y el peso de mi alma se volvía canción, balada de piano.

Con miedo a que me veas de cerca, que mi campanilla no es un paraguas ni mis manos están vendadas.

Hay algo animal en ti que me pide besarte, tus mejillas me urgen que me acerque a adorarlas.

El sol de tu piel me abraza y da ternura.

Y de todo el maldito mundo, te quedas a mi lado del banquillo.

No te puedo dejar ir, no porque tenga miedo, si no porque eres razón de vivir, de ponerme los zapatos y atarme las botas, de vestirme de cuero y acunarte.

Miro tus labios y veo mi casa, mi cocina y mi sala de estar.

Nunca he tenido una, pero si es morada y lleva tu nombre en el buzón, ahí es dónde quiero pasar el resto de mis días, contigo.

credits: dividers by @enchanthings-a and @bunnysrph 📬∿ requests are open and much appreciated! You can read the fandoms I'm in to ask for a poem, headcanon, lil fic in Spanish or English.

[pheracy]

Hey!! I saw your poem req and I wanted to know if you could write one about Deku from mha!! I love him so much and I’d wanna see a poem of him, it’s okay of not tho 😅😅

hello! thank you so much for the poem request, truly! 💙

I'm so sad to say I haven't watched MHA, but believe it or not, I was thinking about starting to watch it tomorrow! So if it's okay for you to just wait a little longer for your Deku poem, I'll do my best to write and post it asap for you ^^

In the meantime, you can find here the fandoms I'm currently in, including anime. If there's another character or couple you're interested in that's on the list, please feel free to request about them!

I promise I'll write you that Deku poem, you have my word 🤝🏼 thanks again for the request, much appreciated! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡