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Perfect
But my life is not perfect yet,
It's not perfect for you
I got so much dust on my shelfs
My skin hasn't cleared up as it should.
I still wake up a mess
I sit down for too long
I don't often eat right,
I should exercise more.
I don't know my passion,
My purpose in life,
I've had many low lows
And highs that were never that high.
I'm a mediocre master
At somewhat surviving,
But I long for the luster
Of a life where I'm thriving.
I don't fit in my clothes
From three years ago
But your face is like gold
It's precious, it glows.
I am still so anxious,
Sad, insecure..
Ashamed of myself
Scared to open the door..
And answering phones..
And asking for what I want
Or confessing I'm lost.
And you are like a ship
I see slowly sailing away
Away from my island
And I don't have the courage to ask you to stay.
There's no treasure in here
To match what you have,
I've got nothing to offer,
I'd end up your regret.
I miss you so much
That I know to be true,
But my life is not perfect yet,
It's not perfect like you.
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BIRD
I dreamt I was a bird on your window pane Taking a rest, just to catch my breath.
And I had come from miles away but the way you smiled made me want to stay.
I feel in love with the way you sang when you thought that no one heard
I fell, my dear.. but what to do? I'm just a bird. just that to you.
I dreamt I was a bird on your window pane looking upon you through sun and rain
I never asked to be loved back But I never was alone I was happy, you know that thanks to you I found a home.
- @rhyme22
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Yes, no, perhaps, of course...not
if the devil had a face
it would be your sweet one,
if the devil had a voice
it would be your deep one,
if the devil could speaks words
they'd be warm like yours
do I think that you're the devil?
yes, no, perhaps, of course..
not..
but if the devil had a body
it would be your tall one
and I bet you that his hands would be soft as yours
if the devil had 2 eyes
they would be your safe ones
just a look and you kick open all doors.
And I know that his embrace
would feel as good as yours does
and that I'd forget my face
and I'd sell who I was.
and for a sliver of his lies
I know I'd sell my truth,
for a glimpse of his smile
I would sell my youth.
Do I think that you re the devil?
Well I think I do.
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I can't look at you
It's because I thought you'd save me that now I can't look at you. It's beacuse my heart was screaming and you never even knew.
It's because of what I know, Not because of what you do cause I feel shameful and alone that's why I can't look at you.
Because a smile from you was sunshine it could turn around a day and a word you said in passing would keep running through my brain
Because the evenings were a promise that I would see your face again looking forward to the morning like a garden to the rain.
But now I know just where I stand And I think that you know it too, So forgive me, if you notice That I look away from you.
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This space I’m making up,
I’ll make it pretty.
Everyday I work at it,
I hope you’ll like it.
Well I have had this room
For as long as I remember
But until I recognised you
It has always been empty.
Now I’m making a home
out of it.
Here on my own.
I’m ok with it.
I’ll make it comfortable
for you to rest
I work at it every day
It’s not done yet.
Still, you can come
whenever you want.
You’ll find me inside
I’m always there wating.
You should see the light
That comes through the windows
You should feel the warmth
even in winter.
I’m thinking it should have
everything you need
It’s fun to play around in
and peaceful when you need to sleep.
You know how to find it
You know the address
Anytime, come in.
Eat, take a rest.
No one will come here
To judge your fears
No one will leave you
If you show your tears.
You can leave when you want
I’m not making a prison
Come back on your time
Day after day
season after season.
When you’re worried, ashamed
I’m making this place
for you to feel safe.
When you feel unconfortable
and you hair is unkempt
I’m making this place
for you to feel safe.
When you’re sad and tired
or made a fool of yourself,
I’m praying for you
to come here and feel safe.
When to world gets too noisy
and you feel alone,
I’m making this place
for you to feel home.
- @rhyme22
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30 12 - I picture you
Even if I won’t see you again
Your life will continue and inside my head
It will look like this:
You are at peace with your own mind,
You’re on the earnest side of pride,
You’re finally eating right,
You don’t feel alone at night.
You forgive yourself, you know
not to keep yourself too low,
You wear a coat when it gets cold,
You’re on the earnest side of bold.
Mistakes made in the past
Won’t lay heavy on your heart,
You learn your lessons, face your fears
But don’t run away from your own tears.
I’ll picture you at a cafe,
Wrapping up a peaceful day,
Looking at the rainy street,
Ordering something to eat.
- @rhyme22
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THESE DAYS
On bad days, I sit alone and I think. On bad days, the cold bed and the sound of the sink. These bad days, I see myself through a dirty mirror Swallowed by the terror, I dwell on my errors And I can't tell you how hard I convince myself You can't love someone like me If you'd saw what I see.
On worse days, I drown myself in the pillow I cry until it's tomorrow. On worse days, my body more suffocating than a prison I hate myself and I see the reasons. The clothes feel tight. A bad case of life fright and I can't find the end of the night. These worse days I think of you. You're the face of the truth and I.. ..feel like a lie.
On good days, I wake up and wash my face A sun ray shows me the dust and its slow dancing pace. On good days I am not my fears, I'm me and I'm here. I exist not pretending. I'm eternal, unending. On good days Your smile is mine and my smile is yours I wait patiently, I let life run its course.
On best days... you're here.
- @rhyme22
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Happy
Today it has been raining a lot. Isn't it interesting the depth a rainy day gives to our thoughts?
Life felt slower today,
but the colors more vibrant The city lights multiplied in their reflection on the asphalt jumped into my eyes and into my soul, and suddenly I felt good about being alone.
Alone and content I thought of you still.. but not as a necessity, not even as a will. I thought of your heart and the sound of its beat. And I felt happy just to be able to have such a thought to be begin with. I thought of your eyes and how happy I am that they are.. that exist. I thought of your soul and how proud I am about how it persists.
I want nothing from you, I have no promise to give. I'm just happy, it's true, That I live and you live.
- @rhyme22
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Goodbye
I would die for you There's been a minute there I thought I really would It appears though I'm easy to fool.
Oh what a fool I've been mistook a dream for real life and now I laugh and then I cry
I would kill for you There s been a second there I really found myself in this protective mood Its clear now you dont have to have been cruel
to fool someone like me
I fell for you all by myself I would have stolen the moon to put it on your shelf
But I never loved you enough to not need you to love me back.
- @rhyme22
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Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in, breathe out, keep the secrets in your mouth.
Give in, give up, drive yourself but you're too tired.
And the ones that don’t, never will. and the ones that could, just sit still.
Like a lightning divide the sky. Like a tear, I beg Wash the pain from my eye.
Sit up, sit down This world is buzzing spinning around
No time to catch a breath. No time to catch a break. No time to find yourself.
They say The ones that win never lose, And you can't , There's no excuse.
You got no excuse.
But they don't get the urgency, Time's the only currency, The loss of it a tragedy.
If you can't go on just pause. Be brave and change the laws and mend your tired heart and soul.
If you have to,
lose it all.
- @rhyme22
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If I can say, “I love you,” I say, “I love in you all of humanity, all that is alive; I love in you also myself.” Self-love, in this sense, is the opposite of selfishness. The latter is actually a greedy concern with oneself which springs from and compensates for the lack of genuine love for oneself. Love, paradoxically, makes me more independent because it makes me stronger and happier — yet it makes me one with the loved person to the extent that individuality seems to be extinguished for the moment. In loving I experience “I am you,” you — the loved person, you — the stranger, you — everything alive. In the experience of love lies the only answer to being human, lies sanity.
Erich Fromm
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Tracy Chapman - All that you have is your soul
Don't be tempted by the shiny apple Don't you eat of a bitter fruit Hunger only for a taste of justice Hunger only for a world of truth 'Cause all that you have is your soul
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March
I had a longing arm and a distant dream to catch. Out of luck and out of charm I felt the wind change around March.
I had a tired heart buried under years of worries, a soul saddened, torn apart and then I heard your stories.
It was spring before the storms, it was shelter, it was warmth sturdy boat through violent floods. It was spring. I was reborn.
On that day I could hear the chords start shaking and I felt the molds start breaking. All the stars in rearrangement as I surrenderd to the pavement..
An explosion yellow, purple in a tunnel of concentric circles
I had tears of joy I was hot and cold I had heard your voice and you...
you won the world.
@rhyme22
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Arctic Monkeys - I Wanna Be Yours
I wanna be your raincoat for those frequent rainy days I wanna be your dreamboat when you want to sail away Let me be your teddy bear take me with you anywhere I don’t care I wanna be yours
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BRIDGE
I used to have the sea and the stars
and only stared at the floor
like a fool.
now I have only pictures,
memories in my eyes
and a lesson learned.
Nothing else I can do.
Used to have what I wanted the most
but I didn't think I deserved to enjoy it
so I only looked at all the things that I lacked
and now time's gotten slow and I lost it.
I had sunsets to drop to your knees
filled my eyes with tears and dispair
I battered my soul, left it to freeze
and now I wish I realized I was there.
When I was there.
I know it's pointless to dwell
it's dangerous and and hurtful as well
But even though it's broken and frail
it's the only bridge that I have.
I mean it, I'm sorry
to who I was back then
to me as a daughter
to my parents
to me as a friend
to my friends as well
I miss the coffee
in the square
miss the heavy rains
miss taking walks to nowhere
miss the mornings in May
miss the groups of teenagers
on busses
who always managed
to intimidate me
miss the city center
and the freedom it gave me.
To Rome, I miss you most
Thank you for having me.
- @rhyme22
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