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May 7 jules

Ash Executable

Every day on this train station,
I stand and wait for confirmation.
She's standing on the other side,
and lets her hair out in a glide.

Shadows spilling on the platform,
wind is blowing in my face.
Number 23 incoming,
she is getting on the train.

And as I stand on this train station,
she turns around in confirmation.
The train doors close, I wave goodbye.
We'll see each other in no time.

The air feels nice, the station – empty,
next train is scheduled, one of many.
A windy summer afternoon,
it's cool, it's quiet, it goes too soon.

#wlw #queer #train #melancholy #summer #bittersweet

May 7 jules

her

May 7 jules

Anailen

her

i need to drown in your scent
to be engulfed in your presence
to melt in your arms
and become one with you

For my girlfriend (i will probablynever show her). I was writting this and she texted me which I think isn't a coincidence. I wish I could do even the most mundane things with her. Wish people would just accept us as is.

#wlw #queer #love #relationship #girlfriend #melancholy

May 7 jules

It Was All Over

May 7 jules

Rebecca

It Was All Over

I don't know where I started
nor what I wanted
I just remember
it was all over.

May 7 jules

Give Me A Reason

May 7 jules

Nick Spellman

Give Me A Reason

The salty stream of pain streaks across my face
And my mind lost in an ashen haze,
I yearn for an understanding gaze,
But the world is lost in their own maze.
Standing on the ledge of annihilation; screaming give me a reason

Was a child of the summer,  my soul used to shimmer.
The morning daylight that once made my heart  flutter,
Now charrs my back to the colours of dying embers.
Standing on the ledge of annihilation ; screaming give me a reason

I used to finger paint the world with vibrant hues.
This sadness, silent but wailing for rescue,
And its underpainting has dappled me blue.
Standing on the ledge of annihilation; screaming give me a reason

My heart is tired of flooding blood to this prison.
The cuts  now bleed crimson.
My own thoughts have committed treason.
Standing on the ledge of annihilation; screaming give me a reason

Trigger Warning: Suicide, Self Harm
This poem dives into the themes of existential crisis how one transitions from a playful child to one who sees no colour in the world. The last line of every stanza is the person asking is there any point of living itself

#sad #depressing #free #verse #emotional

May 7 jules

Fault

May 7 jules

Nick Spellman

Fault

You say my grades don’t matter.
You say, “I love you no matter what.”
Then why am I invisible?
Why do they only see the red numbers on my sheet?

You ask me, “Is everything fine?”
What do you expect me to say —
that I’m f**d up?
That I dream about leaving?
That I keep a blade in my front pocket?

You say I don’t share,
but you don’t pay attention.
I play the piano till my fingers bleed,
I scream songs that reflect me,
I even talked to you.

Maybe it’s because you liked me,
never loved me.
Maybe I’m so flawed I can’t see,
or maybe it’s both.
Maybe we’re both flawed —
we’re only human.

can you hear me?

#sad #mature #depressed

May 7 jules

Cool Moon

May 7 jules

Pouya

Cool Moon

All alone
by the noon,
softly humming
an old tune.

Eyes that drift
toward the moon,
air is still,
a bit too cool.

No more tools,
just quiet bloom—
a soul unfolding
in its room.

#introspection #life #vibe #melody

May 7 jules

Scarlet.

May 7 jules

Dirt

Scarlet.

Dark eyes,
Dark hair,
Lace like shadows, skin laid bare.
Pale as moonlight on the snow,
Lips that beckon, pull, then go.
Fingernails trace a burning line,
Pain and pleasure intertwine.
Your breath is thunder in my ear,
A whisper deep, too close to fear.
A glance, a sway, your wicked art,
You steal my breath, then take my heart.
So come, you devil dressed in silk,
I'll drown for one more taste of milk.