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Even If I Am Not
Even if I am not the one
holding your hand as you run in rain
eyes shining bright,
showing no hint of sorrow or pain.
Even if I am not the one,
you are smiling at,
seeing your lips curl up,
makes my heart ripple.
Even if I am not the one,
walking by your side,
not the one kissing your lips,
I am glad my shadow touching you is no longer a fear.
Even if I am not the one,
in whose hand you slide the ring.
I am glad to disappear forever,
if it means I can see you smile for all eternity and everywhere.
I am glad I am not the one,
holding your hand, for you
would crumble away
be carried into nothingness.
Even if my selfish wish
for being able to call you mine
without taking that sparkling light
away from your eyes can never come true.
Never will I be able to
see you smile as you look at me,
I am glad my shadow will never
touch you or your smile.
Gladly I shall go away,
for it is a small price
for keeping on, your
face, that enchanting smile.
Even as I disappear,
I could only wish to gods
that forever on your lips
let there be happiness’ smile.
Even if I am not the one,
you hold in your sleep
I shall gladly disappear,
so you can keep your smile.
Even if it breaks my heart,
to see you hold a hand that isn’t mine.
I will suppress my selfish wishes
for all I ever want you to do is smile.
Even if those three words
can’t leave my throat.
It shatters me,
to know you will never hear me.
I plead before the gods and devil
for the last time,
to let you know
everyday and still today, I will always love you.
With everything I had,
with everything I have,
with everything I will ever have,
I love you, and will always do, till I take my last breath.
-@datpotatolover
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Picture perfect Misery™
She's clawing her way up my veins her beanstalk
Digging into them a little too hard
I feel her in the pangs that shoot down
Quick enough for me to question
Was it real
Why can't the chemicals in my head flow around blithely as they did for her
Ive no good old days to look bck on
As far as I can think bck I ve been
Picture perfect Misery
Casting her shadows as she weaves in n out of my ribs
Finds herself lurking at the 12th one
Free, floating all by itself
Destined to never meet another like it
And my shoulder blades throb
As if aching for the wings
That never existed
She's pounding hard
Growing desperate
against the walls of my dome
Is there no way out of here
Alas no one's out here dear lassie
No one's coming to get you out
It's just you and me
Just us in our
Picture Perfect Misery
I doodled that with my calloused index finger which isn't sensitive on tab screens , silly Lil me
#toofy<3#girlblogging#hell is a teenage girl#girlhood#Poets#toofy asks#desi shit posting#poetry#spilled thoughts#spilled poetry
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Veiled sculptures have got to be one of the top favourite art pieces ever of mine, the sheer talent to create this illusion of transparency on hecking marble blows my mind
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Every day makes me more closer to the belief I truly will never mean everything to anyone
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I don't see any purpose in life anymore, every day blends together and I never feel real. i hate the way I act, speak, walk, look, everything, I'll never be good enough for anyone, I'll die one day, why wait it out
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I be checking my phone like I mean something to someone
😂silly fucking me 😂
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Looking at myself and realizing I’ll never look the way I want to makes me want to peel my skin off piece by piece god I’m so fucking vile looking
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i love becoming distant to everyone bc one random thursday night i noticed the people i cared about didn’t care about me the way i did haha
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You can spam boop me!
reblog if you let people spam boop you
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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops
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*knocks on your door*
its always open to you lovie
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ada limón, ‘salvage’ // broken social scene, ‘anthems for a seventeen year-old girl’ // v.e. schwab, ‘the secret life of addie larue’ // lorde, ‘ribs’ // my search history // @/delicatethunders, tumblr
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posts that make me want to rip my heart out part 5
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-despite everything, there is still love
@arthoesunshine/ @artsheila/ @daisies-on-a-cup/ @gayarsonist / @hjarta/ @yunawinter on twitter/ @bakwaaas/ @death-born-aphrodite/ anon on gentleearth/ @classicnymph on twitter
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