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"you dont understand me. I'm a real poet. my life is my poetry."
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I never really knew how to live, I never really lived. I only have known to just merely survive, just barley getting by. time seems to fly, life just passing by.. noise can surround you and irritate you, but silence is even louder. It leaves you with your own thoughts, it irritates you even more. you can never truly be happy or satisfied and the things around you start to fade into one another and... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Zachary, oh baby- could you do what it takes? well maybe. I'm not putting it bluntly, I'm just trying to put you in your place humbly. darling just look at me the way you did in september, it's hard to remember but I know in your gaze i can be okay again. they say your annoying, but your voice is a melody to my ears. your flawed but perfect, the balance in between. I never wanted you more. you nev... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
sooooo today was good. first off I woke up and I do look like shit (my hair is knotted and acne and eczema horrible!!!!) HOWEVER I was supposed to go somewhere with my mom and it was fine but boring. while we were out we stopped at the animal shelter where I spent MY ENTIRE DAY. which also made my day, because I felt shitty the entire week but last night I drew really good drawings up till 7 am so... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
so today I woke up and I was going on and on about my intp mbti type and how it's misunderstood but like I kinda hate being intp but love it at the same time bc it means I have the same one as Bo burnham and I LOVE BO BURNHAM!!! but anyway yk so I cleaned the bathroom and then I watered plants and stuff and then in the living room we have this crusty musty dusty ahh piano » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've loved you more than the universe, the entire world and you can't do the same in return. When will I ever learn? A sad unrequited love I knew from the start, a love that would never be reciprocated outside of my own heart, it tears me apart. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I wanna close my eyes and fall asleep in your arms, your imaginary arms - the ones that only hold me tight through my darkest night within my dreams. he isn't as bad as he seems, he is a good guy. the type of guy to tease you everyday of the week and then give you a kiss on the cheek. the type of guy to make you laugh just to see the stars shine in your eyes, to see your smile glow in the moonligh... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I'm a dried and crippled flower, I'm a dead leaf in fall. I'll never know why some will pick on you, not the beautiful one - but just to watch you die slowly into the dried crippled flower. All people see me as is quiet. that is if they notice my presence at all, but just labeled and obejectfied as a single thing. Nothing more. They crave an explanation if they even bother to care, and I would sa... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
At first it takes you by surprise, countless days wander into weeks still pondering the question. you become aware of it, yet it feels so familiar like the feeling of sun's warmth on a summer's day, hearing the sprinklers and sound of the crickets like when you were a child. somehow you have always been slightly aware of it. it haunts the back of your mind, it taunts you as you grasp for sanity li... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ he looked at me, but he didn't see what I see. I saw a false reality, a prince charming ready to save me. to make all my problems go away, thinking about him everyday. but to him I was a joke. just another girl to give him attention - love turne » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Write. write forever, and ever. for eternity. because these memories though in your head won't last forever. these little notes and poems will all be that remains of you at the end of the day, when you are gone. Far too gone. however, the most special days to me are the ones I never wrote. the ones that consumed my entire mind but I never wrote. because it was like my little secret, and in a way t... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
TW: mentions of death and sh I'm sorry to all those I have failed, set to the test well at least I'm trying my best. go on your rich vacations while my mom is still paying off her debt. I wish I could be perfect, flawless and desired. souly admired, I wish I could be wanted but I'm haunted by the pain of my past and all the trauma that continues to last. I'm paranoid I am not capable of living, of... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
your as graceful as a swan as it shifts across the pond as it brushes its soft wings against the freezing water, you remind me of the most beautiful snowflake one of a kind within the mix of a thousand that make up the prettiest picture but none beyond compare of you. cold as snow and bold like a blue bird in contrast of a blizzard standing out from the crowd. within a world of chaos you manage to... » Continue Reading
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