Damocles: Favorites

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Rhiannon Clayton

As the 4th of July approaches, people prepare their fireworks and barbecues.
They emerge from their cozy corners, their towns and homes.
All getting ready for the festivities, their eyes sparkling with the anticipation of joy and relaxation.
I look up at my colorful banners and blue balloons, gently swaying in the breeze.
I shut my eyes and breathe in the aroma of barbecued meat mingled with a trace of smoke drifting from a nearby restaurant.
A sense of peace washes over me, accompanied by a bittersweet feeling as I remember a loved one who left this world on this American holiday.
It was 1997, and I was merely ten years old when the man I called my father took his final breath. I was just a child, and my world shattered into pieces as I watched him fight. I felt powerless to change the course of events, understanding that nothing could hold his spirit back from departing this life.
My tiny hands and aching heart were unable to save him.
Yet his compassion lives on in this world and within me. His love remains unforgotten.
Through my father, I experienced a love that was unconditional, and I carry that in my heart with affection and remembrance. I treasure our moments together and cling to the belief that our souls will reunite.
May these words find you in heaven until I can reach you.

-Rhia Clay

#heaven #grief #father #independence #day #ache #heart #belief #man #love

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am i still your favorite person

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am i still your favorite person

god, i haven't texted you in months
i pop in unexpectedly
and you just can't hold it in
you go absolutely electric
"we missed you ~!"
well, i know you missed me !
you don't hide favoritism well, either
you totally didn't have to tell
everyone about my shoulder tattoo
the one i got for you
and then promise to text me
TAB OUT AND TEXT ME
so now everyone knows we were a thing.

don't get me wrong, i'm not mad
but we haven't talked in months
and we hid from everyone for six
and now you're airing my **** on your live stream

i'm not mad
i love your attention
that's what makes it so hard
because i anticipate losing it again.

ever have a thing with a twitch streamer, only to be polite and say hi, him apologize on his LIVE TWITCH STREAM in front of HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE about how i was so missed, blatantly tell EVERY1 about my tattoo ??? THEN YOU TABBED OUT TO TEXT ME LIKE OH GOD, I KNOW THEY NOTICED CAUSE YOU YAMMERED ABOUT HOW YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO GHOST ME UGHHH

now he wants to go back to how we were, babe, it's gonna take time....

i didn't care though, i swung in and gave him a song he reminded me of and added it to THE playlist no hesitation stream stunner by ten am i a yearner guys sorry can you tell i had soju it's a wednesday i think what wrong with me at least i can type hehe

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Sanctuary of Sheets

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Kalliope

Sanctuary of Sheets

After a long day
my bed calls to me,
Comfy and warm
yet her pillows stay cool to the cheek.

She keeps me company
all through the night,
My thoughts become hers,
in darkness or light.

Will I have good dreams
of love and adventure?
Or will shadows appear,
too deep to mention?

My mind plays tricks,
as she often does,
But my bed fights back
with her comforting hugs.

My neck finds peace
if I lay just right,
She eases my aches
most of the night.

She puts up with my snoring,
my tossing and thrashing,
Each dreamscape journey
more wild and crashing.

And though I kick and I turn
as I move through my dreams,
She never lets me fall out,
always there fixing my seams.

Maybe that's why I always go to her when the world stops making any sense.

#romanticizeeverything #sleep #dreams #comfort

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Time

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Lynn Stillman

Time

People they may cry
Because life is slipping past
Time they cannot buy

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🎵 Doomed to be your shadow

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The Wilted Witch

🎵 Doomed to be your shadow

(The Stalking Song)

I’m doomed to be
Doomed to be your shadow.
Wherever you go
I’m doomed to follow.

I’m doomed to live
In your limelight.
I’m doomed to stay ten yards behind
And out of sight.

I’m doomed to peek
In your windows.
Wherever you go
I’m doomed to go.

I’m doomed to watch.
And I’m doomed to wait.
I’m doomed to wonder,
Plan, and contemplate.

And for reasons you never,
Ever could understand
You’re doomed to die
By my hand…

For as long as I can remember I have been concerned/disturbed by our relationship with “celebrity”. There are a great many reasons for this.

While getting ready for a shower at the age of fourteen, I was reflecting on one of the avenues of concern and began singing a song. It was very long and a whole story, but most of that is lost to time.

This is what survived the test of time. Too bad I have no good way to impart melody, as this one is a bit bland without it. Ah well.

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Morning Embrace

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Kalliope

Morning Embrace

I’m not a morning person,
And I’ve never liked birds,
But today I sat outside
With my coffee in hand.

Yeah, it was hot,
But the heat felt good on my skin,
Like the sun was embracing me
As he rose from his slumber,
Like I was the first thing he reached for
When he woke up.

The breeze swayed the grass gently,
Carrying quiet secrets in its sigh,
And for a moment I wondered
If mornings had always felt this kind,
Or if today was just different,
Because I finally let myself enjoy it.

It was a good morning,
My thoughts finally at ease.
I’ve always loved the sunset,
But watching the sky fade
From cool blues to warm hues
Felt special in a way I didn’t expect.

And I wonder if he enjoyed his morning with me too

#romanticizeeverything #sunrise #healing #mornings

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the black crown // silence from your end

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the black crown // silence from your end

i didn't want to hurt you
so i hurt myself

if someone were to ask me what we just argued about
i don't think i'd be able to tell them
we just were

i had enough when you turned the lights on
i threw my headphones out of my ears
stomped to the switch

i asked if i could turn the light off
silence from your end.

silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from all ends. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end.

i just wanted it to end.

i don't know what came over me
i snatched the black crown i wore for my sixteenth birthday
off of the shelf
and i bolted to the bathroom

i took a sec to admire it
reminding me how sweet and soft i used to be
16 // 19
where did my happiness go ?

i didn't want to hurt you
so i hurt myself

i dragged the sharp combs
down my forearms 8 times
it wasn't deep enough to my liking so--

i lost count.
all i can focus now is about how much it hurts
it stings, i wanted to stop
yet, i wouldn't without the sight of metallic blood seeping through the skin

i didn't go deep enough
i got scared.

i stepped back out, fixed my sleeve, tossed the crown on the ground

are you done ?

silence from your end.
'if you wanted to harm yourself why did you use the crown and not the--'

you laughed at me. you mocked my pain.
which, i have no idea what must've been so funny about it
maybe it's cause i was crying

i was crying because i've never done that to myself. i never felt the need. i had never felt the overwhelming urge to put a fist in your face that instead i chose the urge to take it out on myself. but you laughed. you laughed in my face. when i asked if i could turn the lights back off it was just silence from your end. then you told me i was wasting my own time.
right. i'm wasting my own time.

i just tried to get my things done. you're supposed to be my sister.

well tonight was fun ! i was just trying to write.

in all reality, please don't ever resort to self harm. i'm taking this to therapy.

2d Damocles

voice

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Nicole Castaldini

voice

You ask what I want and I know you'd like to think its your hands on my skin
But love, i’m a priestess
living in a far away temple within
you could never go to this place..

and most of the time, I don’t crave a body..I just crave a face
I want a holy possession
when they say
my name

Honey this sn’t romance..it’s my rite, a call
to shatter the madness and the lies once and for all
I crave the dark light, the sacred tone..
To sway in the majestic
of my singing voice alone

It’s been caged in shadow, captive in broken dream
What I need is to burn on stage, where I’m meant to be
No lover can touch what I ignite
My war, my worship, my birthright
What I’m after... is my soul

You ask what I want and I know you'd like to think its red roses
But love, i'm a gardener
and I got my own bouquets
and you could never..ever...
see my place

and most of the time, I don't crave your ***
most of the time, I just want...

someone there
as I dance
to myself

Selfish woman I am
Sable on Blond...I'm in a fight
forever with my own hell
right and wrong

I need my stage
I need my song
You have taken a part of me for sure love,
but I'm not yours to hold
Time to fly away
if you didnt know
Im
a
bird on a wire
Island dove

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Letting Go

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Rhiannon Clayton

Letting Go

A spiritual journey is funny.
Just when you think you've lost, you've actually won.
Not because you gave up, but because you learned to let go...

-Rhia Clay

#letting #go #lost #won #spiritual #journey #funny #think #gave