#poem? idk

[palestinegenocide]

Everyday I think about Gaza

When I go to bed, warm and comfortable. I think about the freezing people in tents who barely have scraps to keep them alive

When I take a shower, unafraid of the water stopping or going cold. I think of the people in gaza who havent showered for months and barely have clean drinking water.

When I watch my brother play with his race cars and my sister with her dolls, I think about the children, who despite all their hardships still find ways to smile and play

When we sit down to eat dinner, never having to fear food on the table the next day. I think about the starving mothers who can't feed her children and the older siblings walking miles to feed his siblings. I think about the people who died of starvation. I think about the people of gaza

When I go to my school where my friends chat and my teachers teach, I think about the universities demolished and the aspiring students who are no more

When my parents leave for a few hours and I take care of my siblings, I know they'll be back in a while to take over. But what about the teenagers turned parents? What about the orphans caring for toddlers? What about the children in gaza

Every day I think about the hopeful people of Palestine. The brave people of Palestine. The relentless people of Palestine. The stubborn and beautiful people of Palestine.

When I look at my house, the buildings, the sky, the water, my family, the lights, the sun, the internet, the food, my school, my friends, the children, the parks, the birds, the cats, the toy stores, the supermarkets, the bustling crowds, the heavy traffic

my world so full of life...

I think about Gaza

[real-hot-grl-shi]

I hate how people shame me for being hypersexual. I hate how people shame me for being honest about my feelings. I hate how people laugh in my face when I try to explain them. I hate how people hate me just because im like this. I hate how my actions always come first before I think. I hate how sexual I can be at the smallest things.

I hate how draining it can be just to hold myself back to not say anything. I hate how people go and "support" me for what im going through just to turn their backs on me when they see the hard truth. I hate having to change how I act around people just for them to like me. I hate how draining it is just to go a day without putting my hands on my body. I hate how hard it is to keep composure and not let my thoughts spill.

I hate how I look in the mirror and know that im at the end of the day im a sexual slut with 0 control over my body. I hate being hypersexual.

[shakaprio]

i’ve been sleeping so much and so little that i do not know when a new day begins and ones ends. the only time i can be sure is when i’m alone on early morning walks that only contain fuzzy memories of blurred dreams. i feel my mortality.

[nothanksjohnny]

I dreamed of you again

Would you have dreamed of me..

The sky felt warm again Both of you right by my side

I can't remember the commands

I said All I remember is wanting to cry But I didn't. I have a title damn you.

You've left me to the sky alone

His wraith makes my frame ache. You'd be the only to know

Sometimes he remembers you to. He tells me to leave when he does

I thought I heard you

It was so clear

But then I opened my optics and you were no were near

I'm worse than I was Can you believe it?

I'm sure you can Fraggers the both of you

If my pride wasn't so drowning Maybe I'd join you

I'd like to say I fight for you both But you'd just laugh at my face and drag me down to hall

They're empty now. Cold and quite

I'm cold. Although I've yet to quite

I'd say I miss you

But to miss is to wish you were here

I'd never want you to see me again

I'd betray you to

I did

And I'd do it again

So I'll just dream till Megatron grows sick of my spark

I'll dream of flying with you both

I'll dream that you'd still want to see me

I'll dream with my optics open saying I'm fine

I'll dream forever until I hear you both again

Goodnight

[thesadlesbian120]

my roman empire?

Laika, that little space dog.

beautiful girl,

touch the nebulas’ and staurn’s rings for me, and may the stars and the moon provide you comfort and light that the human race never could.

sleep well beloved Laika

[cult-of-the-eye]

Can I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching you brush your teeth, haloed by the warm light above you, blocking the darkness from the hallway behind me? Can I lean my head against the wall, knowing all is well in that singular moment? Can you grin at me with rows of tiny crooked teeth, toothpaste smeared over your chin? Can I love you, forever, even if things change?

[axarmae]

Names are such foolish things

why must I be referred to by what I want

by anyone, I care an ounce about

but the accursed overbearing corporate shithouse

that reigns supreme gets pissy

about such a foolish thing as a name.

[icedcoffeeandcreatine]

I often gazed wistfully at the stars and begged them to turn the hands of time, making me older, wiser, more grown up. Now I scream at them, throw things and cry like the little girl I used to be, and plead with them to take me back to those days.

[juiceonthemoon]

In every universe?

I wish we were lovers in every universe.

Kissing each other on the cheek,

Laughing as I kiss you all over your face.

Doing our dance,

You standing on my feet,

My arms wrapped around your body,

Your head against my chest.

I would be lucky to have you in this universe again.

Now I lay in bed,

Alone,

My headphones digging into my skull,

My hair no longer somehow finding its way into your mouth,

Your hands no longer tickling my back as you trace it,

My eyelashes no longer tickling your face as I flutter them against your cheek,

Your smile no longer illuminating my heart.

I miss your touch, your gentle hands tracing my skin,

Your lips, the way you didn't let me leave for break unless I kissed you goodbye,

The way you'd complain about me turning over before you fell asleep.

I miss you.

I hope you miss me too.

I hope we aren't like this in every universe.

- E

[muchadoaboutsofie]

anyone ever feel like you're the one caring more in the friendship/s? get overly anxious whenever people don't say goodbye before leaving a place, scared you don't inquire about their lives enough, just caring for so many people. putting so much effort wondering about people when they leave. I don't know. maybe it's just my anxiety. or emotional neediness. I just need to be told everyone cares back. because I hate that I care too much. I like to think I'm a lone wolf but I'm really not. I need other people. I need people to care for. to care about. and I hate thinking that I'm not cared for. because I can't love myself the way I love everyone else.

[catrpillaer]

poem whatever, you know the drill

depressing, eating disorders, suicide and swld harm mention oh an apathetic?? does that need a warning idk anymore, just depressing shit dawg

you don’t need to “talk”

you don’t trust anyone enough to talk

you don’t have a reason to

you say people make you happy

whenever it isnt quite true

you force a smile

your apatheticness ruins it for you

you are not as happy as you pose

your lethargic and pathetic

you put on a show of laughter and excitement

but you could sometimes care less

your voice growing more monotone

your worried mother questions you

“ why are you so sad lately ? “

but you cant find the words

you cant find the sentences to explain

that you’ve tried to kill yourself so many times this month

or the past week alone,

it may be the fact

that you’ve relapsed and shes yet to see

or she’s yet to care

or find the words to explain

that you are too trusting of adults

and you got groomed once more

so you lie

“ im fine, really. “

even if tears are welted - you will lie

the words refuse to come out

maybe its the fact your father truly hates you

or the fact your friends parents like you more then your own

it could be the fact

that you can’t eat anything

or it gwts vomitted right back up,

it may be your disorders catching up with you

saying hello to an old friend

to ruin everything you barely have

you are quite sure

you know your struggling

and yet you csnt tell anyone.

you only had one person to trust

you don’t believe she likes you anymore

you worry of bothering her with your problems

you know you don’t even need to talk

your issues aren’t that bad

you just want a hug,

to be told your loved

to be told how people actually feel about you

but it will never happen - as you are not loved

you will struggle alone and scared

as the days go on

you will get worse in silence.

[vampirezogar]

If I Were a Song

Would you know all my lyrics if I were a song

And sing with me right when you hear me come on?

If I'm quiet will you hum along with my tune

Or sing with a voice that can fill up the room?

Did you look up my lyrics or listen in close?

Did you hear me the moment you needed me most?

Am I topical now despite all the bad weather?

Am I meaningful only that now we're together?

Sing along when you're lonesome

Sing along with your friends

Sing along when it's silent

Sing along til the end

Sing merriment, dirges

Love songs, and laments

Sing yourself lullabies

Sing out all your regrets

Were you in the room when they wrote me, my love

Or am I only about you when I'm on at the club?

Do I really reflect you, are you really so fair?

Do you sing me with joy, though my lyrics despair?

Sing joy to the world

O sing constant sorrow

Sing me out loud today

I'll sing you louder tomorrow

Sing along when you're lonesome

Sing along with your friends

Sing along when it's silent

Sing along til the end

If I were a song, would my lyricist know

That you'd sing me better than a singer they know?

Or am I a song that was wrote just for you?

No better a purpose than to be sung out true

Do you even like songs with so troubled a tune?

Will you sing with a voice that would fill up a room?

[barrel-of-bones-and-brain-worms]

(the words under the cut)

Sometimes I think I'm like a dog

I wait by the door for my people to return

I pace and stare at the door, thinking the worst.

What if they died?

What if they don't come back?

What if they don't like me anymore?

What if I'm not good enough?

But the door opens again and there they are.

They didn't die, they didn't leave me behind, they still like me

But there's been times where they never opened the door again, when they really do just leave

I stop waiting by the door because even the most loyal dogs can't wait forever...but I want to.

I want to wait because what if they are coming back and I'm abandoning them

I'm not

Someone new picks me, someone new opens the door for me. I have a whole group of people

I can't help still waiting at the door and thinking the worst because I'm like a dog

But I have faith because the ones that care always come back just as excited as I am

[tumlbr-rambler]

In another universe,

I am reaching my potential, challenging myself and growing- and I'm not tired of it.

My father loves me like his daughter and doesn't shy away from showing it to me every now and then.

My mother and I not just have heartfelt convos, but also intellectual conversations.

My grandmothers have overcame their pasts and live peacefully.

And in another universe,

I am not ashamed of myself.

And if me in that universe is getting all of this,

Then I'll happily live my reality in this one

To that universe🥂

[fancyisunwell]

TW: Su1c1d3 mentioned, ig. Vent post, ewww...

This was literally us but NOOOO hes just HAD to sh**t himself

Damn not like he woulda given the best hugs or anything. wasted chance.

I didn't care, you knew that. I loved it, the extra meat. The extra skin. The extra you, more for me. You weren't ugly, you were never ugly. You, slim or chub. I would've held you regardless. I would've loved feeling small under you in eachother's arms until morning Why, my love.. You were beautiful. Regardless if the rest of the earth thought you were hideous. You were my beautiful. Regardless. <3

[i-give-u--art]

Dear God,

I only kissed that girl for shits and giggles

I only lightly stabbed that guy from the 7-eleven

I only hate others when they hate me first

I only want to snuggle never fuck

I only want to go to heaven because that's were my dogs are