#spilled poety

[danielleelizabethhh]

“She covers herself in black eyeliner and smokes her cigarettes in hope that someone will tell her she’s beautiful. “

d.n xx

[maxinewisewrites]

eyes water.

thoughts fade.

memories blur.

how could

someone

be capable

of such

sickened trauma?

don’t answer.

I am no longer

fond of answers.

I am no longer

my past self.

[mentalgarbagebin]

No. 1

What is it that draws me to you? Is it affection or familiarity? Fuck if I know the difference.

Do you think of me the way I think of you? Not every day, but in something you do? In a song, a movie, In the color blue? I can't count the times I've thought of you.

As subtle as your name on the back of a truck, As obvious as the way my sleeves tuck. The color pink? Of you, I think.

Are you my Great love? Or am I confused? I want you to be, but… is that what's true?

That's my problem, I fear. Paralyzed by indecision while the years tick by. Nothing gained, everything lost--left only to cry.

Yet, In between the melodies, in between the words, In between the tweeting of the birds, I examine my reality and can't explain the causality. I think of you.

I might be crazy. I…could be obsessed. But you're the only one I want complimenting my dress. This isn't even the first time I've written you a poem. One you'll never read. It doesn't help. But damn, do I feel deep.

-Ony (I think)

[florslunae]

𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑒

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

[alexdelormepoetry]

There are languages inside of me of which I do not speak.

Alex Delorme

[midnitetears]

Raindrops In The Night #152

Through tears that fall like raindrops in the night,

I struggle with a heart so heavy, a soul in plight.

I love you deeply, beyond measure or rhyme,

But the pain grew unbearable, overstepping time.

I reached out in silence, longing for your embrace,

Hoping you'd understand, see the hurt on my face.

Yet my words fell unheard, lost in the abyss,

Leaving me shattered, reeling from this miss.

Your words cut deep, a dagger to my core,

Accusing me of faults, leaving me wanting more.

I cried out in anguish, begging for your love,

Wishing for solace, a sign from above.

But as the days grew colder, the distance wider,

I knew I had to part ways, my emotions tighter.

It pained me to let you go,

But my spirit couldn't bear another unheeded cry.

Now I'm left alone, haunted by memories of the past,

Yearning for a love that was meant to last.

I still love you, despite the pain and sorrow,

Hoping against hope for a better tomorrow.

So if you ever feel the whisper of regret or care,

Know that I'm still here, my heart laid bare.

For all I needed was a sign, a gesture of your love,

To mend the broken pieces, to lift my soul above.

I may have walked away, but my love still remains,

A flame in the darkness, amidst heartaches and strains.

If you truly love me, put your ego aside and see,

That all I ever wanted was for you to love me.

Yours Faithfully🌻

[nerveilleux]

another day of grief another day of cheer

yang datang mungkin pergi yang pergi mungkin pulang yang dekat jadi asing yang asing jadi rumah

and that is fucking life

[greyalaska7]

Love ripped me apart

Hanged me from a cross

But here I am

At the alter after hours

Bargaining with god

To bring you back to me

[riotsinmyh3ad]

I know you

I see right through you, you are transparent

You long and crave for love, affection, attention

I was here to provide and you waisted my time

You want to be wanted not loved.

[danielleelizabethhh]

Six Years

Six years later

The sunrise glows through my glass painted windows

Six years later

I drive in my car with my windows

down as the wind is kissing my cheeks

Six years later

I’m singing the songs that reminds me

of my heart breaks

Six years later

I’m writing poetry about the ones who

left their imprints on my heart

Six year later

I’m alive

and sharing nothing but

love

with the world-

even though the darkness

was my

closest

friend

[mentalgarbagebin]

No. 3

Shame and relief, That’s what this is. To share my feelings in flowery words. Yet shroud myself in a cloak – like feathers on birds. Writing what I dare not speak. Sharing to feel complete – yet never seen. Does it help? I do not know. If I cannot stop typing. It may be so. Is it shit or is it gold? Tell me, friend, is it so?

-Ony (I think)

[florslunae]

𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑒

[cosmicwhoresimpingismyliving]

Medication teasingly makes my mouth taste like death in the mornings…

[alexdelormepoetry]

I watched you

I cried

I laughed

I left

What's in my mind

When I left you behind

I don't know

Because I'm not yours

Because I'm simply mine

-

Alex Delorme

[lovemckenzielynn]

I find myself sitting alone in a house I haven’t ever completely felt to be home

Everything seems so big here

Like looking through a

magnifying glass

My thoughts echo through the emptiness

I begin to morph into everything as if I am nothing

I find myself sitting not so alone in a world I haven’t ever completely felt understood

Everything seems so small here

Like looking through the wrong end of a telescope

My thoughts quiet

I begin to morph into nothing as if I am everything