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mothoclock · 4 months ago
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I want to tell you things
with my tongue
without making any sound at all
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wandaslovey · 9 days ago
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hi loves <3 this is very different than anything i’ve ever written for my blog - i hope that’s okay. i wanted to publish it somewhere, even though poetry is so not my strong suit.
TW: may be a little triggering for some to read (take care of yourself love🤍)
you know it’s bad
you know it’s bad when you step into the shower and suddenly five minutes becomes thirty
you know it’s bad when the songs you used to love, now simply fade into the background,
becoming white noise for your even louder thoughts
you know it’s bad when your favorite food loses its potency,
the flavor just sitting there dully on your tongue
you know it’s bad when the best of your comfort characters provide the same feeling as a stranger passing you on the sidewalk
you know it’s bad when you no longer believe the kind words of the ones you love and care about,
the only ones you now believe, the ones that only make you sink further into a black hole
you know it’s bad when as you sit there doing nothing,
the stillness does nil to calm the pit of anxiety in your chest
you know it’s bad when your favorite hobby seems like the most daunting task,
the things you love dearly losing their potency to restore you back to normal
you know it’s bad when the feelings you once felt to their fullest extent barely even register,
your emotions simply whispers of their true form
you know it’s bad when indifference to everything becomes more normal than anything else
and the worst part? you can acknowledge that you know it’s bad, but then what -
i know it’s bad, but how can i not let it consume me?
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maihonhassan · 11 months ago
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"Par tere aage kuch bhi nahi sab khaak barabar" said no one ever :')
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haydsbabes · 3 months ago
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i want to grow old with you,
until the clothes we share are faded and stretched in all the wrong places, print rubbing off, but we still wear them in the house to pay homage to the (questionable) fashion sense we shared in our early twenties.
i want to grow old with you,
until these big dreams of ours one day become fond memories which we sit and reminisce with one photo album, one blanket, two mugs of coffee and three dogs resting at our feet.
i want to grow old with you,
until one day our child comes home from school, beaming with excitement, and tells us she doesn’t want a boring job - she wants to be a creative, just like her mums.
i want to grow old with you,
and we will never once find anything to argue about, because we both know that the sweetest part of this life is, and always has been, loving each other.
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full-of-rage-and-adoration · 9 months ago
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Sorry, I have amazing music taste and kissable lips....wanna make out?
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rins-batcave · 5 months ago
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Days blur together
Empty, and bleak
Time passes slowly
Yet I didn’t even see
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iboughtyomamaflowers · 27 days ago
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Guys I just remembered that years ago I wrote a poem about a boy being lost in the woods and it was like my favourite thing for months I totally have to post this wait let me find it
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manybrokenquills · 1 year ago
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Yes,
I can talk.
I can force the words out of my mouth.
I can take a deep breath and make my vocal cords vibrate.
I can gather my thoughts and tell you.
But I can't talk.
There's so much to talk about.
I have so many thoughts.
But I can't talk.
I can't.
And sometimes that hurts.
Because
I wanna tell!!
I have so much to tell people!!
I want others to experience what I am!!
I want my world to be known!!
I want you to see the sun how I do!!
I want you to see you how I do!!
But like a dog who's collar zaps if they bark,
I can't.
I just can't.
So, I stick to poems,
I stick to DMs,
I stick to writing.
I still can't talk.
I still can't tell.
But, by God,
I can write.
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iloveyouitsruiningmylife · 5 months ago
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was it truly serendipity?
when you crashed into me
I may be enigmatic
i may let my anger become static
but i held you close
now i only hold your ghost
i thought we were ineffable
but you wrote us like a fable
that begged to be seen
alas my world was not as keen
i chose solitude on my languid days
that caused you a pain you’d never say
so i called your barbed mind resplendent
even if i never meant it
you meant each thing you said
cause you were fucked in the head
so evidently your mothers puppetry
bleeding into you and me
did that mean loving me was a source of contention?
because even through your apprehension
you still chose to desert
the one that loved you first
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mothoclock · 4 months ago
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I would follow you anywhere
as long as I could hold your hand
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haydsbabes · 1 month ago
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you breathe next to me and i envelope myself in your warmth
you told me, the other day, that when two lovers are laid together, their heartbeats sync up.
i never believed this until i met you.
you lay my head on your chest with a soft ‘listen’ and i do so, a smile filling my cheeks and a warmth filling my chest
i feel it and i hear it and i know it is ours to keep forever.
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my-moony-and-padfoot · 6 months ago
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But that's not me
The fact that you won't know me
Won't know the true me
Me. Just me.
It makes me sad.
It really does
I'll always be your sister
Sister
Why not just sibling?
I'll always be your little girl
Daughter
Why not just child?
My eyes fill with tears
At the mere thought
Hot and stingy, knowing you could never
Could never love me
I don't know what you'll do,
If I marry Harriet and not Harry.
Will you be mad?
Don't be mad
I love you
I wish you could
Could love me, me
Me being me and only me
Maybe you'd make an exception?
Just for me?
I wish
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behometonight · 1 month ago
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Any good
But I can't believe you love me
When you're surrounded by bombshells
And creative geniuses
And I am
Half ugly half pretty
On my left side
How would you bust on me
On the right?
And I am stuck in the house
Painting over
Years of no talent
With even less skill
Than before,
Tell me how will you love
A nameless girl?
I dont even remember who I was
I know I was happy
But I was deluded
I thought god
Was a woman
I thought
Women were better than men
(Now the doctor says
People are equal)
I was shooting people
Already dead
I was a psychopath
In depth
And you didn't love me
I know you didn't love me
So how would you now?
See I know youre lying
Because I'm a sick fuck
That's all I am
I am a dire woman
With white eyeliner
Trying to cover
The stupidity
The lack of words
The psychosis had me clanging
Sentences devoid of sense
No wonder I almost failed school
I really dont know how I didn't fail school
But I was happy
I thought I had you
Of course i didn't
Because you were always missing
And now I still want you
After the pills
The hospitals
The striptease of mania
And I know you don't love me
Because now
I know I was never any good.
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innertragedycrown · 9 months ago
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I would
I'd write you a poem
About how you're the stars in the sky
About how you are my home
About how happy I am that you're mine
And that you love me too
But I'm sure you already know
With every look I give you
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100percentevil · 1 month ago
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I dribk the fuckind water
Ow ow ow oe ow
Hate fills my bones.
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chris-continues · 2 months ago
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I do as I see fit,
And others are welcomed to do their own bidding
But I believe there is no point praying to the sky
For change that will only occur on ground.
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