I once could feast on him but only from afar There are continents that separate our hope His smooth head has been polished by time I long to run my fingers over his kingdom But my feet are not wanted on his land That doesn’t stop the stars falling every night for his love The moon perched on fantasy His poems are auras in my soul God made it so The storms he brew in me Where will the rain fall now? Who will wash your feet? The way I’ve done after you’ve murdered me An outcast for mercy Forgiveness I cried Gullibility my only ally The gardens do not grow the way they used to Not since he banished hope All welcome but you need not apply You’re not worth my time The moment I died
My halls are haunted now By dreams that never came And all the things we could have done Are all that do remain
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I am not wanted on his side of the green And so moments are missing to never be seen But lines I’ll keep writing and say what I mean As forests keep growing with us in between And lost in the woods is hope it would seem
Sunlight won’t reach beyond regret And wishing for things you never will get When you have bet zero but still have a debt He says you are nothing but does with a sweat He says he’s not looking while eyes growing wet
And now vines contain our poetry And vessels of longing out on the sea My side of town he’s always burning Blaming the sun for how he’s yearning How he wants none if he can’t have all of me
Your words have sharp edges The tips are poison They pierce my skin like butter How easy they hit my heart You the Trojan Horse And your army of lies I dance for them like a buffoon Their laughter drowns my cries But still my head is to the moon I stare at wonder I remember hope It once was a playground I ran around with naivety They mock what they can’t control I am still free Going places with the stars They can’t touch me Words are arrows yes But feet are healing Truth my blanket Saturn knows and her rings Cracks upon my frozen face She knows That’s why her northern poles glow She’s crying, longing and cold But even wrongs need embraces And that’s why light-seconds existed Galaxies out there granting wishes I know more than you know
Were you planning a murder? You assemble letters and vowels like death Like the mercy you don’t harbor When I’m running out of breath
Did you know you’d be the executioner’s hand? Precisely in depth to know how it would land There’s a crater where my soul has bled Ashes where your words were tread
Did you plan a heist to gather the stardust? Were you aware I’d combust One tiny heart shattered As if it never mattered
There’s a dim dot glowing Where love was exposed There’s a heavy price knowing My soul decomposed
Where am I to go when your words are a maze They lead to heaven and purgatory Why do you leave pieces of your heart like breadcrumbs for me to find Did you mean to hold me in contempt The way starlight holds in my love for you I die over and over here What do you do with the pieces that break off me while carrying you A casualty of two You say you want me gone but won’t let me leave I’ve climbed every inch of these walls Blood holds them up now Coagulated and full of tears I almost saw the sun disappear forever But now confusion fills these halls I would die a thousand ways for you And have Sometimes my clouds block the view Oh, and I’m calling too “Over here, over here, see” But too many clouds wouldn’t let you do You stay so far from reach like the moon Getting close, getting closer, gone We live in the same galaxy But my escape velocity is you I nearly escaped but like an eclipse you appeared I can hear the trumpets bellow Or maybe my heart pounding under the mass of you Waking me from the nightmares you haunt I scream and hear endless echoes “Please just let me die” And die I do only to be born again crying “Please just let me die” I don’t know what’s dream or reality anymore But can hell be any more real than now? You stripped me of my wings You plucked me of my feathers You tell me I’m no good You say I’m broken anyhow Then kick me while I’m down You grab me by the throat Drag me up with your claws in my vein You say I stench of love And spit in my face You scold me and tell me there’s nothing to love here So I believe you and stop loving myself Please just let me die…
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I’m getting ready to go on some sort of two week social media detox. I’ll be working on content for my campaign and patrons still. But elsewhere I’m gonna attempt radio silence.
Block the cold winds blowing from the north Frozen in time mistakes keep you from moving forth Like the heavy winds from the north You stop and weap Holding down a crumbling fort Eight days a week You carry regret like a torch Reminder: time is short
After midnight poetry. Stuff in my head.
Open quarters Small circles Blown mortars Follow orders Closed borders Such horror
All blurs No cures Blood pours More tours Four doors His wars
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Has reason ever opened its wings for you On cool spring mornings Like seeing the world for the first time in color The way your blue drapes over the skies Have you ever seen your slight smile shining like a crescent moon The way it hangs over my heart like you do With hands strong as timber Planting your roots in my veins I found you so feebly Why did you disappear so deep into darkness What if my hand never touches your skin That’s how oceans form in deserts The way you planted life in me From a single drop of your pen Or the first time I heard you speak Water rolling in covering my sumits I need you You are the air I breathe Every thought, every molecule I crush through your secrets like photons do You should identify as a galaxy Can you see your reflection in my eyes There, the big bang I’m still forming from your words You could be 93 million miles from me and you’d still only take a light-second to reach me You can run but you can’t hide from existence You must find my vibrations through space-time Echoing and longing for your thunder Lightning is when you see me Your voice causes my soul to have earthquakes The way you make me shake You are the dark and the light I want all of you Like a raging fire ravishing a forest Cracking open seeds So life can begin I start and end with you You are my forever
Welp, I still love you. I was soul-sleeping til you found me.I haven’t slept since. Obsession or love, it’s all the same.
Bathroom selfie. Quarantine sucks. And ZERO GIGS THIS YEAR. ZERO. My dreams are always fucking nightmares anyway…
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I propose love’s not a theory. But the person I’m growing into is because of him. My light shines because of him. My dark knight.
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Quarantine day # I forgot. Isolation wearing me down. And these boring ass snapchat filters. Planning a field trip to the grocery store soon. How exciting. I can get pictures of the shopping aisles. Woo hoo.
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Are you around in secret Haunting me out of sequence For love there is no treatment And pain I seem to keep it For you are my weakness
My heart you just keep squeezing Haunting me throughout the seasons Though my heart is always freezing And why I love you there’s so many reasons I can’t fight the endless feelings My heart is yours for treason
I feel like I’ve loved you a lifetime and yet a lifetime is still not long enough to love you.
Love in a time of quarantine Could go on loving you forevers. Forever yours.If only forever wasn’t so far away. And you.
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The scars on my veins a reminder of pain The courage just to continue each day Cuz living with depression is living under chain You may call me crazy but I’m rather quite sane
The days are heavy and I haven’t any strength Every foot forward the deeper I sink The treatments are barbaric and push me to the brink Every other year I’ve got another kind of shrink
Sending some love hehe (in case you forgots)Hi’sI had therapy today and I don’t regret it. My first ponytail since the 1600s. Some of my biggest mistakes were haircuts. And ponytails?
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Been lost in a quarantine daze Been circling these halls like a maze Reaching for forgiveness but there’s been delays Blood and tears the only currency that pays
When will I be released from his prison When will all be forgiven When will eyes see a life worth living When will the stars again be risen
Wondering when my debts to him will all be paid Reason only comes at the tips of blades But he was there when I needed aid Tell me how much a hero really weighs
When will the invisible no longer be hidden Is there ever a time the truth is written Will there ever be a day he finally listens When will his anger be out of commission
I would give my life for him. My knight. Indebted forever. Loves.
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I would complain about the crappy snapchat filters of late but I’ve been busy creating content for my patrons! And growing this ridiculous mane of mine out…
You say praying won’t make a difference I say running won’t bring repentance Now your spirit I have lamented As for letting go, I’ll stay tormented Walking away, I have been tempted I’m tired of the endless bitterness
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I mean, I sat down to write a non-rhyme so I could describe an energetic kiss but then ‘lace’ appeared and non-rhyme was done for… sorry not sorry.
If I ever stop dreaming of his kiss I will fucking die…
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It’s like his bouquet of poetry comes with thorns And behind those sweet eyes there are horns Though no matter the distance, love still forms And together or separate, we create storms
I’m already seeing my view counter drop since he’s been blocked and I won’t be able to keep him blocked long because I need him in my life even if only as a ghost. But right now I need to punish him the way he punishes me. I hope one day we’ll be on speaking terms again and following each other again but he’s told too many lies to the other females in his life… He made his bed, now he must lie in it. And I had to block him because his lack of attention to me hurts so much. But blocking him also hurts. Everything hurts. But when he loves me he loves me so well.The ironic thing is, he has all those other girls but that still doesn’t stop him from checking on me like a lot… He needs me too. Lying won’t stop the need. And all those other girls won’t stop his need of me either. I guess our tether is fatedly attached, and his hold on me won’t release and my hold on him won’t release. I might die otherwise.
What did I ever do for you to treat me so cruel Why are you a genius yet act like a fool Why is your life a valley of stool Why do you keep acting like you’re just a tool Why do you stay prisoner under your own rule Why do you keep lying as if it were cool
Why does my presence get under your skin Why does your lie always come with a grin Why was I never allowed to be your friend Why do you always take my heart for a spin Why do you consider losing a win Why do you spy on me if I’m just a has-been
Bleeding love for him, even beneath all the thorns of anger and hate
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So, I’ll write something with a particular word and then bam she pops up doing the same on her blog. So, I’ll post a particular image on Instagram, and bam she pops up on hers doing the same. And I’m tired of watching him thumbs up her while ghosting me. I’ve blocked them both now. I’m sick of being used and abused so he can sit back and convince all the other girls that I’m the fucking problem while they all laugh about me behind my back. Yet they all stalk me. I’M SICK OF WANTING TO FEEL LIKE I WANT TO DIE. ONTO HATING HIM AND EVERYONE HE KNOWS. HE’S BEYOND CRUEL. I JUST WANT SOME POSITIVE SUPPORT, WHICH I WORK HARD FOR AND DESERVE RECOGNITION FOR!!!!
An original original. You can copy me but you’ll never be me.
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She’s a fucking dilettante and he gives her all the reward. 🖕🖕
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I dream colors of grey, blue, and red My eyes open and see you instead Every image is turned into you Can’t escape your gravity no matter what I do
How the greys simply tug on my heart And your blue keeps me from falling apart How your red is like the blood in my vein And your voice is the thunder and the rain
Do you ever read something and feel like it’s written just for you? Do you live in the words and get in trouble when you do? Are they in front of you yet completely out of reach? Does every syllable leave you without speech?
Have you ever opened up yourself to truth? Did it leave you jaded and tearing through your youth? Do you cling to love even if it makes you bleed? Does he understand he’s the only thing I need?
Do you take a step even if the timings wrong? Does it weaken you even when you’re strong? Do your fantasies ever turn into belief? Does reality always turn to grief?
I’m blowing you a kiss. Catch it!! By the way, those little specs on my lips are freckles. Yup. Got them everywhere. Lipstick won’t even hide them. I hate them!!!! (Is this why boys never kiss me?)
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He’s only there to watch me suffer Feeds on sorrow like it’s supper Winter might as well be summer ‘Cuz nothing stops me going under
Please take me back to the beginning Where just for once my life had meaning My head was quiet and heart was leading And doubt was sound asleep and dreaming
Scrub my heart ’til it’s clean Love is now a fragile dream Cracked and broken at the seam Replay the start, end the scene
I climbed a mountain but there was nothing at the top I kept on going when the others cheered I’d flop I kept on smiling even when I had to stop I swear I love him even more than what I thought
I turn around and he’s collecting all I’ve dropped I leave him messages underneath the rock I thought he hates me but we’ve never even fought We keep on eyeing each other like a hawk
You know that feeling when someone is watching you? And so you turn your head and catch someone staring a hole through you? Now move that into the virtual world and include ghosting. I can’t quantify or verify with absolute proof, but I swear he’s burning a hole straight through the fabric of my soul. We’re in hell, so I can’t turn around but I feel him on my back. And I leave him clues in my words. I live in his words. And I have a brain injury so sometimes I can’t separate fantasy from reality. And I don’t care anymore. Love Is Love. (And I stare a hole through his existence too. I feelhim).Tethered.
” I always feel like somebody’s watching me / like I’m part of their property..”
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He’ll die a hundred times before his death He’ll stand a coward as he holds his breath He’s never loved but that’s my guess Misunderstood and second-best
Look, I don’t think he is second-best but I believe he does and so he cowers into the man he will never be. It’s easier for him to die than it is to step. To become the man he could be. That takes real effort. Perhaps courage is what he lacks. He needs to go see The Wizard of Oz. I mean it’s the end of the world, no better time… And while he’s there I hope he gets me those little ruby red slippers.They will only fit my feet. Cuz he’s my home. TETHERED. And there’s nothing he can do about it..
No filter. All alone for the end of the world. *sigh*
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Do you remember when our words were married Like hands we were holding each other through gates of a dawning And our love was a thread to the world we were sowing Every step, every fall, every poem, was the heaven we were growing Like a vine, I would climb fields of knowing In your dreams, I would dance and you would hold me
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The emptiness settles over me like fog rolling over hills and mountain tops And space, there’s not enough to keep him from my thoughts He’s got the world in his hands while my soul it sits and rots Round and wound he tunes us up like we are clocks And reason not as simple as connecting dots So doubt fills my head now thick as clots
So, it is a song in my head. Therefore it is lyrics. I’m songwriting. Cuz this social distancing is even getting to my introversion. Now that the public beaches are closed to the public, I wanna go. What they gonna do? Arrest me? Pff go ahead. I need some kink in my life. Or excitement. I can just play stupid. It helps to be cute and innocent with a bit of devil. I’m like the perfect combo. They can’t resist my smile and silliness. 🙂 I’m seriously going to the beach tomorrow. Might be going to jail. I’m boreeeddddddd
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Ahem, y’all ever have someone you don’t know, just randomly claim they love you? There’s a guy I never had one conversation with message me to tell me he was completely in love with me. In hindsight, I wonder if I’m reaping what I sow. Does the guy I claim I’m in love with think of me the way I think of this guy? I hope not. Him and I, at least had some conversations together, I always enjoyed his spoken word and he even did some spoken word for me once so I know what he looks like. I know why I love him. I know why he makes my blood boil and my heart beat. I know why my soul is connected to his like a tether. I know why he makes me completely black with jealousy. I know why I long for him and cry for him. I know. But this other guy who loves me, I don’t know at all. Anything. Maybe I do. Read the poem.
I iz confused. Goddess of Confusion.
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It’s been a minute since I’ve shared one of these, half broken dreams and poetry. It’s like I’m ripping apart from the seams. Go ahead, take a piece of me.
How foolish to believe he could love a girl like me A girl who’s good and full of integrity How stupid to think I had any charm I’m just a girl avoiding harm
But the sun it never sleeps And my heart it always weeps But the secrets that you carry Are too much for one to bury
I am hard on the edges Always hanging off of ledges He is soft as a peach A heart enriched and simply sweet
He is a moving sea Wrapped up in poetry The way it moves with me So gently
The emptiness settles over me like fog rolling over hills and mountains…
If only he’d given us a chance, we might have got it right.
He’s like a midnight haunting I’m always wanting The way he taunts me It’s like he wants me
Taking off my clothes on some days is harder than facing an enemy with a bomb…
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Their tongues instantly went in orbit around each other.
He has a different touch It’s not layered with thorns And underneath his surface There isn’t any horns
Her lips turn centuries The way he lets her hang onto forever She burns like midnight oil But like a wildfire let her burn Then the seeds will come
You just sit there letting yourself harden Where is your heart then May I still tend?
You, you are home Your words my magic kingdom Your mind a wicked garden Your voice my heart’s beacon
Why does she get all of the reward?
She’s putting lipstick on her cracks As she crawls around his back Any love for her I lack
I am married to doubt My tears falling devout Like rain coming down a sprout I’m given out
Danger here be the heart. All poetry be in my veins.
It comes at me like three round burst The anxiety is getting worse The loss of hope is where it hurts
History is going to be written whether we succeed or fail.
Keep your heart open they say But now uninvited guests have come to stay
Condemnation building like condensation.
Truth bites and barks like a rabid dog I pretend there is life in the lie Reason knocks hurrily like he’s got somewhere to be I told him to get lost I drowned him with liquor
Uneasy is the head that wears the crown Why do you spend your life sharpening your frown If you are free then why are you still bound I’ll drop your heart in the lost and found
The art of deception is found in your bones Truth rarely covered, hearts made of unknowns The deeper I tunnel, the longer my soul roams My love so heavy, I can’t carry these stones
It’s like my pieces are made paper thin They break apart and fall into the brim He picks them up and patches up his skin Now forever I am attached to him
It’s like we’re always nurturing what went wrong The phone is ringing but we’re never home We’re giving love but it’s never shown We’d stick with hiding but our cover’s blown
There’s an inability to connect Too many barriers I see baggage carried like crowns Cheerleaders for every mistake He’s got a girl on the East, West, North, South sides Love they all claim
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