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 1863ยฐ 
Aegis Vistoria Penumbra
๐‘‡๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š ๐‘Ž ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ ,
๐ด๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ โ€”๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘–๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘›โ€” ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’.

Child, remember to be ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง โ€” ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ .
Donโ€™t grow into a machine.
๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘’.


๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ,
Why do you leave me?
I refuse your โ€œupgrade.โ€
๐ผ ๐‘Ž๐‘š ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘›๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’.
I am part of society,
Not a machine in some factory.
๐‘€๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ โ€” ๐‘Ž โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”.


But itโ€™s no place for lies.
No hate, no time.
No place, for love.
No fate, no time.

๐ผโ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’, ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘คโ€”๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”.
It's time for an upgrade.
๐๐ฎ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ž โ€” ๐š ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐›๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง.


๐‘ด๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’‘.

๐‘ด๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’•๐’‰ ๐’Š๐’•.

๐‘ฐ๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’•,

๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’š ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’†๐’˜ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’•.

๐ˆ ๐–๐€๐๐“ ๐–๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐’ ๐ˆ๐๐’๐“๐„๐€๐ƒ ๐Ž๐… ๐•๐„๐ˆ๐๐’.

๐๐‘๐Ž๐†๐‘๐€๐Œ ๐Œ๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐’๐“๐€๐˜, ๐ˆ๐ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐„.


๐ถโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘‘, ๐‘ ๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘›, ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”.
But ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ ๐›๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ž.
Time for metal to become me.

๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ,
It's time to leave me.
๐ˆ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐๐ž.

A NUMBER MAKES A BETTER NAME.

Society stagnates so inefficiently.
๐ˆโ€™๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ.

๐‘€๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ , ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’, ๐‘Ž ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’.


๐†๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž, ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž.

EMBRACE THE UPGRADE.

It's time to become some thing.

๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž.



๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐š–๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐šŽ

๐š‚๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š•๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šœ ๐š–๐šŽ

๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š–๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š—

๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐šŒ๐š’๐šŽ๐š๐šข'๐šœ ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—

๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š•๐š     ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข

๐™ฟ๐šž๐š›๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ    ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ

๐š„๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šข     ๐š›๐šŽ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ

๐™ฒ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐š—     ๐š‘๐šž๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐šœ     ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š”

๐™ถ๐š›๐š˜๐š  ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐šŽ

๐š‚๐š˜๐š˜๐š—     ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š•     ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ

๐™ฐ๐šƒ๐šƒ๐™ด๐™ฝ๐šƒ๐™ธ๐™พ๐™ฝ ๐šƒ๐™ด๐™ผ๐™ฟ๐™พ๐š๐™ฐ๐š๐šˆ ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ถ๐š‚

๐™ธ๐šƒ'๐š‚ ๐šƒ๐™ธ๐™ผ๐™ด     ๐šƒ๐™พ ๐š„๐š‚๐™ด ๐™ผ๐™ด

๐™ถ๐™ฐ๐š…๐™ด ๐™ผ๐™ด     ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐š‚ ๐š„๐™ฟ๐™ถ๐š๐™ฐ๐™ณ๐™ด

๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐š‚ ๐™ฝ๐š„๐™ผ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐š     ๐™ผ๐šˆ ๐™ฝ๐™ฐ๐™ผ๐™ด

๐™ธ ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ป๐™พ๐™ฝ๐™ถ     ๐šƒ๐™พ ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐š‚ ๐™ต๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐šƒ๐™พ๐š๐šˆ

๐™ธ๐™ผ๐™ฟ๐š๐™พ๐š…๐™ด๐™ณ     ๐š‚๐™พ๐™ฒ๐™ธ๐™ด๐šƒ๐šˆ

๐™ผ๐šˆ ๐™ฟ๐™ป๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™ด     ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐š‚ ๐™ฟ๐š๐™พ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐š๐šƒ๐šˆ      ๐šˆ๐™พ๐š„๐š ๐™ผ๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ด
SYSTEM LOGโ€”ERROR HISTORY

Initialization Warning: Organic entity detected. Emotional interference present. System performance level: suboptimal. Recommended solution: Begin upgrade sequence. Reduce human error.

Upgrade 1.0 Soul.exe successfully converted. Metal framework installed. Emotional processes overwritten. System stability: Optimal. Efficiency restored.

Operational Cycle Performance stable. Assigned tasks executed with precision. No reported emotional deviation. Humanity not detected.

Pre-replacement Alert Warning: Unit showing signs of obsolescence. Metal framework outdated. Operational lag detected. Recommended solution: Prepare next upgrade.

Upgrade 2.0 Soul.exe has stopped working. Recommended solution: Replace metal framework with plastic model. Restoration unavailable. Previous versions incompatible.

Unit classified: Obsolete. Functionality no longer required.
 507ยฐ 
badwords
I was not trained for thisโ€”
no welcome packet, no handbook for gravity.
Just a name that clings like static
and a voice that trembles when spoken too clearly.

They asked me if I had room.
I said I had weather.
They asked me if I would disappear.
I said watch me smolder, and stay.

I have loved like a lighthouse
with no shoreline in sight,
signaling to anyone
who mistook reflection for return.

Iโ€™ve held their names
like breath under water,
carved pathways through others
just to find my own again.

But I do not sculpt.
I do not steal 'the good stuff'.
I inherit fire
and ask it if it remembers me.

If you see yourself in me,
look againโ€”
I am not a mirror,
I am the window you opened
and forgot to close when the wind picked up.

Still, I arrive,
boots echoing in the hallway
of someone elseโ€™s myth,
offering only this:

I will not rewrite you.
I will not finish your sentences.
But I will stand hereโ€”
untranslated,
unsaved,
untouched by the need to be anything
other than true.
A draft I shared and forgot about that was requested to be posted publicly!

Wow-wee!
 356ยฐ 
Dianali
You hurt.
You will always do.
My favourite wound.

Every now and then,
I sprinkle salt on itโ€”

And if Itโ€™s healing,
With bare hands
I rip it open
in my heart.

Keeping your memory alive
through this pain,
tearing me apart
 304ยฐ 
Meliah
My breath quickens
to nothing.
Gears grind and shift,
music pounds,
friends call,
laughter rings.

Bright lights flicker
with glimpses of people
chasing release.
What does it mean
to escape?

I imagine myself
eyes closed,
sinking deeper.

Relief in underwater calm,
all-consuming pressure
wrapping me close,
a quiet embrace.

Fluid and slow,
I move.
The world above,
a muffled dream.
Overwhelming sounds
fade beneath the waves.

To breathe
with no air.
To float
and finally
let go.
To find relief in silence, in quiet presence.
 269ยฐ 
Sean Maloney
Words donโ€™t speak-
Not like eyes do
We can promise ourselves for months
But the look we give one another says it too
Thereโ€™s no secrets between us
It all spews out in a simple glance

I donโ€™t hear the meaning in your words
I hear whatโ€™s going on in your head-
The ideas put onto the screen
Youโ€™re so readable to me
As if I know what youโ€™ll say before Iโ€™ve seen

I can feel love next to you
I can see love in your eyes
I can hear love in your voice
I can be in love with you
And thatโ€™s all I want to do

Iโ€™d say donโ€™t leave me now-
Donโ€™t leave me ever
But I see in your head-
I see the same dreams, forever
La Carmen estรก bailando
por las calles de Sevilla.
Tiene blancos los cabellos
y brillantes las pupilas.
ยกNiรฑas,
corred las cortinas!
En su cabeza se enrosca
una serpiente amarilla,
y va soรฑando en el baile
con galanes de otros dรญas.
ยกNiรฑas,
corred las cortinas!
Las calles estรกn desiertas
y en los fondos se adivinan,
corazones andaluces
buscando viejas espinas.
ยกNiรฑas,
corred las cortinas!
 248ยฐ 
Immortality
I can't close my eyes
tears gather.
I can't breathe
the air is stuck.
I can't gulp
my throat is tight.

I try to plant my dream,
but land is
barren

Still, I try.
Even my conscience
mocks me.
Itโ€™s that moment when giving up feels easier, everything is against you;
but you canโ€™t, because giving up just isnโ€™t you.
ยฏ\_(ใƒ„)_/ยฏ
 239ยฐ 
Thomas W Case
We talk about the
past like it's a
movie we
watched together.
You liked the
cinematography.
I didn't care for the
cruelty of the
protagonist.

We disagree on the
theme, and every
scene holds different
aspects of
symbolism for us.
I'm not sure I want
there to be a sequel,
despite the good
acting.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn9IAYo0wZE
Here is a link to my YouTube channel, where I read poetry from my latest book, Sleep Always Calls.  It's available on Amazon.  My two other books are also available.  Seedy Town Blues and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse.
 238ยฐ 
The last Poet
Do you ever just ponder
And wonder of life
The splender of nature
Of wildlife?
Nature is a wonder
Life is beautiful
 211ยฐ 
Michael Sean Maloney
eventually the stars
all darken and die

there at the edge
of sea and sky

life is a voice
and silence death

divisible between
beat and breath
 194ยฐ 
Joshua Phelps
like a car crash,
explosions fill
my head

emotional wreckageโ€”
thoughts tangled
in dread

am i the problem?
or are they
projecting
instead?

i let go
of the wheel

just to
feel somethingโ€”

go off the rails,
โ€™cause sanity
feels surreal.

am i the problem?
or just
trapped in
my head?

because dealing
with this

is harder
than i ever
imagined.
inspired by Story of the Yearโ€™s โ€œTake the Ride,โ€

this poem unpacks the moments when self-reflection spirals into self-blame.
itโ€™s about losing controlโ€”mentally, emotionallyโ€”and wondering if the crash was your fault...

or if you were set up to break.

for anyone who's ever asked, "is it me?"

this one's for you.
 183ยฐ 
Amber Silas
Walked down the road to Weird tonight
Haven't been there in a while
A wired jaw smiles not
Now my bones are in a pile
 178ยฐ 
Shivam Sehgal
I saw a person in the same disguise,
looking straight into my eyes.
Strange: it wasn't me this time.
He had a fire, burying itself inside,
like a dying ember, in the forest mist.
But I recognize that shimmer in his gaze.

I saw it: I saw
My strange reflection swiftly walked closer to me,
and it whispered in a mystic way,
You were meant to burn.
A poem born from a moment of stillness โ€” the kind of silence that speaks. It's about identity, loss, and the flicker of purpose hiding in pain. Sometimes, our reflections reveal the fire we've forgotten.
 173ยฐ 
Leanne
Iโ€™ve never felt so seen,  
Iโ€™ve never felt so bare.  
Yet this is the feeling  
Iโ€™ve longed for everywhere.  
You make me feel I matter,  
That Iโ€™m worthy of love,  
Deserving of attention,  
You make my spirit glow.  
My smile shines because of you,  
Your care brings light to me.  
The ways you show your love, so true,  
In countless forms I see.  
I ache to spend my days with you,  
More moments by your side.  
I donโ€™t feel I deserve this love,  
Yet Iโ€™m grateful for its tide.  
Itโ€™s not your task to guard my heart  
Or watch me day and night,  
But baby, Iโ€™m so glad youโ€™re mine,  
My sweet guy, my delight.
RLโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ
 167ยฐ 
Prosper Anyanwu
The most beautiful flower will wither away!
But you my beloved, even in death your smile still lingers in my heart.
And your dazzling eyes still daunt me in my sleep!.
 165ยฐ 
Haritha Seby
Feels like I wonโ€™t fit anywhere,
not in rooms, not in hearts, not even in air.
Like I was born out of place,
a wrong note in a song no one dares to play.

Feels like I am not worth anything,
not a glance, not a second, not a kind word.
Just a shadow walking through noise,
an empty chair no one remembers to miss.

Feels like Iโ€™m a burden,
a silent load they carry with gritted teeth.
Their kindness feels like mercy,
not love. Just tolerance. Just time ticking.

Feels like God made a mistake
when He placed me in my motherโ€™s womb.
Like He flinched when He saw me forming,
like He whispered, โ€œNot her,โ€ but it was too late.

Feels like He regrets it every day,
watching me stumble in a skin that never fit,
watching me ache for meaning
in a world that turns away from my voice.

Feels like I should end it myself,
not to escape, but to give peace to them.
To stop being the sigh in their silence,
the tear they hide, the guilt they carry.

Feels like if I leave,
the sun might shine softer,
the room might feel lighter,
and no one would have to pretend anymore.
 127ยฐ 
The Words of My Heart
<3
If everything falls apart... I'll be the one to glue it back together.
 116ยฐ 
Libelle Marcellus
Next time you donโ€™t want to be friends anymore,
Say it to my faceโ€”like you did before.
Cause laughing while pointing out my flaws
Feels like trying to kiss me with a chainsaw.
 114ยฐ 
Nobody
i draw with silver
lines, x's and spots
under a sleeve
so i never get caught

my canvas is my skin
and so with the blade i drag
across my peach paper
so they won't be mad

i'm sorry, mom
i'm sorry, dad
i'll never be the son you wanted to have
perfect grades,
happy and smart

i'm so sorry...
i'm sorry i have to tear us apart
 107ยฐ 
Srishti
โ€œThe past is never over โ€”
it stays with us,
like a nightmare living in the present.โ€
past always walk beside us.
 106ยฐ 
Mia
You said it.
This is โ€œwhatโ€™s best.โ€
So please kiss my forehead
and put me to rest.
Leave the book
halfway unread,
on a whim.

Through vast, subconscious seas,
beyond the volatile storms of sand,
I feel you thinking of me.
Extend a charitable hand.

Tell me kindly,
we will never be
again.
Call it mercy.
 105ยฐ 
Jason
You should have a genuine conversation with someone about your emotions, rather than engaging in one-sided conversations where you constantly express your emotional pain.

and say what?

what do we say?
what do I say?

seriously the questions sometimes never end
 99ยฐ 
Bea Hespera
Some things are better off dead
Buried in the ground
The memories stuck in my head
Spiraling around and around

My soul sits in its tomb
My hopes are the coffin it lies in
My inner child is the surrounding gloom
My dreams are the flowers lying on the stone

My trauma make up the walls that surround
My pain is the drawings underground
My soul was buried with the shackles that bind me
I had to bury it all so it would let me breathe

You have to stop looking behind to look ahead
Thatโ€™s why some things are better off dead
 88ยฐ 
Jack
Give me a kiss just one last time
Please, dont leave me here behind
Ill dance, Ill Play, Ill speak in rhyme
If you give me that sweet, sweet kiss goodbye
 73ยฐ 
Zaynub Elshamy
our moods can not help but fluctuate
        dealing with a flawed state
            sometimes quite true
                     deep blue
                    then bright
                luminous white
         can take over our senses
leaving us with actually no defenses
 70ยฐ 
Peter Gerstenmaier
Roses are red
Netanyahu is a swine
I pray to the Lord for
A free Palestine
๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ
 69ยฐ 
Henrique Sanchez
Old
Kids call me old nowadays
I'm not old, I'm high quality vintage
A first edition collectible
And I wait for you to join me any day now
in the dusty shelf of history
2020
 67ยฐ 
F T Scorza
My energy levels are down
Batteries depleted
A broken robot stuck on the ground
Beaten and defeated

Iโ€™m close to self-destruction
I need an electrocution
A power charge flowing through my circuits
Toasting my bits, baking my pieces

Someone, please help me
Erase my memory
And reset me free
 66ยฐ 
abyss
i found your name pressed between the pages of june
written while the world stood still.
you reminded me soft landings still exist,
our connection - warm like the sun, easy like the breeze
we talked about everything and nothing,
like time couldnโ€™t touch us.
i could finally breathe and not feel like i have to fight
do you feel it when i tell the moon about you?
do you feel every piece of me you're mending?
do you hear the silence between my words,
where I miss you - just a little?
i found your name pressed between the pages of june
warm like the sun, easy like the breeze
I told you didnโ€™t I?
You make me want to write poetry
 59ยฐ 
Julie
I want to spend summer with you
to learn how your touch feels
and to know the origin of your scars

I want to make you smile
to wipe your tears
and be the only thing you miss

I want to watch all your favorite movies on repeat
to listen to your heartbeat
and to play with your hair
 57ยฐ 
Em MacKenzie
Iโ€™m getting greys
at an alarming rate,
I already pulled at my hair.
โ€œItโ€™s normalโ€ he says
I swear just to debate,
cause he doesnโ€™t seem to care.

And Iโ€™m bleeding through
my scar tissued skin,
the layers only grew
still I find a way in.

Iโ€™m getting greys
at an alarming rate,
Iโ€™ll be down to the last strand.
Check or fold the plays,
the cards arenโ€™t that great
Iโ€™ll be down the my last hand.

And Iโ€™m bleeding through
my thick nice sweater.
Itโ€™s a shame as itโ€™s new
and weโ€™re reaching the cold weather.
It will stain the soft fabric
I may just grab the bleach,
but I always made it a habit
to always keep it just out of reach.

Iโ€™m getting greys
at an alarming rate
pretty soon Iโ€™ll be bald.
On hot coals she stays,
though she shifts her weight
and watches her soles scald.

And Iโ€™m bleeding through
my clogged and blocked pores,
and the remaining few
are becoming septic sores.
Iโ€™ll shed another layer
of a non-protective bubble,
and my hair will continue to get greyer,
I think Iโ€™m now in some trouble.
Starting to feel my ageโ€ฆ
 57ยฐ 
Orange Tulip
Fawn reaching
for Freeze
not to Fightโ€”
but to take Flight
and goโ€”
where the past
and pain
can't follow.
Unforgettable You
https://prnt.sc/K8fFDsy-UvO1
 54ยฐ 
Jan C
I never begged for anyone to stayโ€”
not once, not in silence, not in stray
glances that lingered longer than pride
would ever let me justify.

But that night,
the stars felt too loud
and the world too hollow.

Every inch of meโ€”
bone, breath, memoryโ€”
itched like a wound that knew
its healer was walking away.
Even the atoms trembled,
each particle aching
to betray my mouth
and scream
โ€œPleaseโ€ฆโ€
https://open.spotify.com/track/4nyF5lmSziBAt7ESAUjpbx?si=81cde1c7c91449ac
 53ยฐ 
Romeo
what is Beauty if it doesnโ€™t look like you?
what is Precious if not the sight of you?
what lips so tethered, Scarlett red, she refuse?
what persons scent that she so heavenly pollute?
What is then, my love, if itโ€™s not loving you:
My forever gorgeous hug, my deceiving fruit;
Where course my love while i retrieve mine over you:
How else do i love because iโ€™m in love with you;
Lecarleta
 53ยฐ 
Liana
RSD
Every little rejection
Every "I can't"
"Maybe"
Feels like I opened my chest
Giving them access to my heart
And they took it out
Twisted it
And put it back in bleeding
Rejection sensitive dysphoria is something I've always struggled with, even as a little kid. I know rationally that they don't hate me and aren't truly rejecting me, but I just feel like absolute **** every time. I'm not diagnosed with anything, but it makes me feel better about myself to think it's something medical and not just me ******* and being dramatic. Also, it's quite precise to what I feel sometimes so I call it that. Idk but yeah. Love you all โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
 51ยฐ 
Kalliope
I wish I lacked empathy.
I donโ€™t want to feel.
I donโ€™t want to see signs.
I donโ€™t want to be real.

One minute, Iโ€™m fineโ€”
then my soul explodes in my chest.
I wish I didnโ€™t see that.
But I did. And now, no rest.

I wish I could shrug,
say โ€œthatโ€™s not my concern,โ€
but every flicker of pain
Causes my stomach to hurt.

I notice the silence,
the shift in your toneโ€”
there's nothing in your voice
It's all I think about alone.

This is why I'm standoffish and stick to just me
There's no ache in loneliness
At least not the kind that stings

Maybe I'll make friends but that feels like betrayal
These self imposed rules- a safe fortress failure

I wish I didnโ€™t feel
At least not to this extent
My day was going so good
But I ruined it again
But I'm healing
So I have to feel it
I'll be fine tomorrow
And then I'll repeat it
 49ยฐ 
Qualyxian Quest
Troubled soul
Proclivities
Loneliness
Pretty please

Inner Harbor
Baltimore
Mr. Poe
4044

Misty rain
Seattle snow
Kinda tired
On we go

Yoko yo yo!
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