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endlesswordsonapage · 1 year

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But I breathed

fire

yesterday

and today,

I’m encased in ice.

When will this

stillness

evade me,

so that I can

get back

to chasing life?

- Reoccurrence

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endlesswordsonapage · 1 year

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Adrift in the mist,

I soul-search

until my lungs bleed

with the cold

but still,

frost chases me

and I’m left

clutching at nothing

but questions,

buckling

under the strain

of holding onto

so many

unanswered dreams.

- Where Winter Waits

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endlesswordsonapage · 2 years

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We are,

reflections in a mirror

rippling,

against the tides

of our yesterday.

- Soul Twin

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Destructive,

and tormented;

you may just

mistake me for Suffering,

were you not to see me

wear the skin of a human.

- More than just Matter

Inspired by this Sylvia Plath quote:

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Cut deep enough

until a river flows,

pouring from your veins,

gushing for a new home.

Your feet walk

in the Red Sea

of your emotions,

tears flowing

as your face remains frozen.

Your heart will bleed

the words you need to write,

your mind will scream

the lines that need to be seen

before you can think to retire.

Turn to cursive

for just a single breath

and maybe even

a bare moment

of long-awaited freedom.

- When suffocation begs the limit.

writer's block ain't that bad, you just

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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I can be,

weak-kneed

and starry-eyed,

whilst my heart

beats,

to the thought of you.

- Whispers of a Dream

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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I’m starved for affection

so much,

that I walk to the devil,

blindly,

seeking love.

When I am burned

by the lethal fire,

I say

this is untold passion.

When I am weakened

by the virulent poison,

I claim

this is vital air.

Sickly

and lifeless,

is the look

I have learned to wear,

whilst delusions

have become my daydreams

and reality,

my unending nightmares.

Worth,

can be eroded

thought,

consumed,

the smell of fear and desperation,

my natural perfume.

Mirrors

are a stranger,

if anything,

they are my worst,

sworn enemy,

for they’ll show me

how I’ve lost my spine

and all parts

of my identity.

- The Forgotten Woman

Turn, not to another, to fill the missing parts of you.

Instead, look within; you are enough to reach completeness yourself.

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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I’ve been

standing on the edge

since the age of seventeen;

it once didn’t take much

for me to fall deep.

To hurtle

into the black hole

awaiting me below,

the one that I then

called my ever loving home.

But things have changed

from then til now,

you see,

I learned to build myself a rope,

to climb

like I never have done before.

I have burn marks

on my hands,

sweat drenching my brow,

my back arched

until I fear, it is fixed in place.

Muscles strained

to the point of cement,

breathing laboured,

I look up

to the surface

and think in desperation,

how much more?

Sometimes,

the bottom,

it feels so much closer,

the draw

pulling me

right back down.

I guess this is life

when you live with depression,

a constant and unending

tug of war:

to rise

or

to just let go.

Inspired by the music by NF.

Author’s note: In my head, this reads as more of a rap than a poem.

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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There’s a suffocation

beneath your surface;

the stillness of emptiness

has invaded and set in.

The anchor

keeping you in place

has lost its weight.

The breath

you breathe from your lungs

has frozen

without any heat from the sun.

Darkness

has become your friend,

Loneliness

that ache from a constant companion.

You starve

for when you’ll be you again,

you hunger

for feeling to return.

What else can you do

except float in purgatory?

Surrendering your last prayer

to keep the final flicker of hope

from burning out to ash,

only to disappear,

never to be seen again.

- If sadness were just a feeling, I would have purged it long ago. Really, it’s a monster, that grips and never lets go.

Inspired by the song Paralyzed by NF:

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Sometimes,

I feel like I’m drowning

and yet somehow,

with the force of a mountain,

with the will of fragile steel,

I push my way to the surface,

to sip

a precious breath of air,

only to lose my grip

once more

and fall

to the silent depths,

drowning again.

- Life, on repeat

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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You quieten these haunting thoughts,

as you let me be loved,

without condition or doubt.

You hush these storms,

as you let me unwind

in your arms.

Sparkandashes

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Will you chase the darkness away,

until all I see

is the blinding light,

the supernova

that is your smile?

- Lost to your hope

Would you lie beneath the stars, in my arms every night and let me count the stars in your eyes?

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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You’ve been taking my breath away

since birth,

I can’t help but

stop, stare and wonder,

marvel at the beauty

only you can conjure,

as waves of serenity

instil me with peace,

I’m caught in your arms

and I find myself to be,

completely and wholly,

at home.

- Mother Nature

The nature has tendencies,

and capabilities,

beyond even my wildest imagination;

it leaves me in awe everytime.

- DG (NaPoWriMo'21 / Day 25)

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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But instead,

these curved lines

are spilled tears,

weeping,

for what shall never be.

- Endings don’t always lead to infinity

these words wanted so badly to be a poem about us

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Life is a rainbow:

It’ll take you

low,

to the darkest colours

and bring you

to the brightest highs,

with no gold at the end,

only a Leprechaun

to f*ck you over.

Life is a disco:

The bouncer says My shoes aren’t cool enough To dance The night away

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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My heart,

sings

to the beat

of your smiles.

My lips,

tingle

to the passion

of your kisses.

My body,

yearns

for the flame

of your desire.

My breath,

trembles

in the wake

of your presence.

And,

just as the sun

chases the moon

across the sky,

I am forever

in search

of you.

- As the stars watch on

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endlesswordsonapage · 3 years

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Your memory bleeds me empty.

Your absence kills my presence.

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