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entombedwords · 1 year

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Taylor Swift had to go and steal my words back from 2016 for her new hit song ugh smh no commission or anything

“I know the problem, it’s me…”

— 6 word poem | just going through a lot right now… | {2.10.16 @ 11:27 pm}

#taylor swift #i'm the problem #it’s me #anti hero

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entombedwords · 3 years

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“I’m starting to become the person I said I wouldn’t…”

— 10 word poem {6.11.16 @ 11:33 pm}

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entombedwords · 3 years

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I don’t expect you to accept all of me, when it fact, I don’t think I’ve told anyone everything about who I am

#alone #anxitey #scared #poetry #pskfl #love

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entombedwords · 4 years

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Tonight, I free fell.

Words touched the edge as we both pushed the other closer and closer to fall. We both saw it, we both knew it, and we both understood, but the edge of an ever so vast cliff caught our breath. Love harder and love more, love so much that falling is worth it. Hearts race with a hope that is up in the air but yet feels so concrete and real and it only hopes that maybe one day, one day, it’ll beat for one organ that is just identical. Forever is how far the vast reaches and forever is how far your words could go if only you’d step over the edge into forever. If I take that step, I hope you take it with me as we experience the wind against our face together and our hearts beat ever so fast. Scared yet excited is what I see. A flutter, non-stop, is what makes the falling at ease and soar without boundaries. I can’t think; I just have to trust. It’s a risk I’m willing to take. Words escape and trickle over the edge and pull me over as there’s no going back. And funny thing, yours were already a waterfall.

- Free Fall | talking about a future {12/29/19 @ 4:01 am}

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entombedwords · 6 years

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Porcelain skin falls from the clouds to lay gently on the falling water surround by everything but the positive. He dipped his foot in, and it let him. To have someone finally test her waters and leaves ripples of wanting more, was all that the summer sky wanted to lay reflected rays upon. But that was before the leaves lost grasps of their belonging.

He'd come and go, and she let him. Every rising and setting sun, he'd get deeper into what used to be her home, her sense of belonging. But as the winds began to rise and the leaves would loose their battle with stress and worry, she began to loose her will to give - because only she knows it was hers to provide. He kept his ways and there wasn't a time he wouldn't leave with dry hands. Her waters have fallen, and so has her identity. She wanted to provide all the fun and love and kindness she could, a place for anyone to cool down and wash themselves clean! She wanted him to dive in, head first, as she would have if gravity allowed her, to what she believed to be a beautiful chance drenched with opportunity. But the porcelain has fallen, and so has the water.

The boy still comes, trying to take more then what he can, yet little did he know she has little to nothing to offer. Will those waters rise again? Tell me, boy, would you dive in head first if they did?

- pskfl \\ i’m done trying to fill myself up just for you to drain me; i’m done with you using me

#im done being drained #i cant do this #late night words #entombed words #love #pskfl #late night thoughts #poem #pool #winter #i loved him #boys are stupid #boy #love poem #identity #neverland #live

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entombedwords · 6 years

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“You don’t have to explain yourself.”

- you really don’t // {08.18.18 @ 01:12}

#they shouldnt assume #its your life #entombed words #pskfl #late night words #love #live #late night thoughts #6 word poem #6 word story #paranoid #why am i like this #overthinking #poem #what do i do

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entombedwords · 6 years

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Every one needs their paradise, a place to isolate yourself from the crashing waves we call life. The sand sinks in between your toes, and you let it; you let it fill those empty spaces that no one could possible fill. The sun kisses your skin because there was no one there to do so in the first place. The sunscreen you hated as a kid now becomes a necessity, because as you matured, you realized you need that protection from the outside world because who’s there to do it for you. Silence as you stand just a couple tides away from the waters. People beyond the waves are cold, but not near as cold as the water in your right hand. But you let it trickle down your throat, because it’s the only thing to cool your pain and freeze you in this time, in this life, on this island you call paradise. But you won’t find me there. With headphones in, isolation sets. The black fabric caresses the most disgusting part of my body because only I know no one would love me enough to protect me like my shoes. The salt on my lips remind me of the sweat that we call hard work because only I can work as hard and efficient as my mind allows me. Mind over matter is a matter of the mind. And no one but myself can control that. Silence as I stand just a couple steps away from the empty stands I never once glance at during a game. The blue Powerade rushes down my throat and I let it, because although the color is deeper than any other feelings that I’ve had, the power of being my own aid is the best type of paradise I could ask for. The power to control your motivation, the power to control your potential for greatness, the power to overcome your troubles through an act of independence, that’s my paradise. A place I can isolate myself and only myself to become the person I want to become when there’s no one but myself on that hardwood floor I call paradise.

- abovetheworld // “My Paradise”

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entombedwords · 6 years

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I think I miss you a lot more than I thought.

I think I like you a lot more than I remember.

I think I actually love you more than my heart can handle.

I think I'm falling in love with someone I can't have.

- i think a lot... | {05.07.18 @ 01:29}

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entombedwords · 6 years

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"What are we?" he asked... The typical answer, I don't know. He liked me; I knew that. I liked him; he knew that. But what were we? We could have held hands right then and there, but the clock face didn't line up. Face it, we could have been the period to each other's sentences, but instead we were the question, left with no answer. And look at us now, both doing our own things. But look at you...becoming the person I was hoping you'd be and it's a painfully beautiful thing to watch. You're maturing and taking care of yourself and doing something with your ambitions but I didn't even have a chance to realign the stars because you became apart of another constellation. I'm Orion and you're the belt the causes me not to breathe, but you don't know that. You're stuck in alignment because that's what a nice man does to his bright and shining star; he respects her. My eyes twinkle a little less because even Orion's Belt is the main focus, yet stays within both alignments; one is just more important than the other.

- write about an almost relationship which broke your heart {03.26.18 @ 01:28}

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entombedwords · 7 years

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Oh, the things I would've done for you...

You have no idea | {08.16.17 @ 01:12}

#i miss him #life is hard #entombed words #pskfl #personal entries #entries from pskfl #late night words #late night thoughts #poem #love #i hate boys #boy #boyfriend #hurt #pain #sad #i miss you #life sucks sometimes

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entombedwords · 7 years

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Don't become invested too early on.

6 word poem {05.04.17 @ 23:20}

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entombedwords · 7 years

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White bubbles race towards land, a foundation that seems strong and willing but remains a slippery slope. Foam fingertips brush against tan skin but only for an instant, as if the moon is begging her home. Clear vision reaches the undertow, only to be released with a grasp of air with lost conch and cloud filled waves intertwined. Yet the edge of intimacy still beckons her touch. She yearns for the moon to call a spring tide, when her lips can kiss the salt upon the sand yet neap deep causes her struggle. Girls amble along the shore of her world, having their very flesh feel the earth’s epidermis. Envious waters rumble and quake break surface, but not near enough to reach the beloved. What she thought was tidal waves was only false anger diminished by fret. Caught in the 90 degree angle with her light and source of hope that you would think that everything was right! But the bubbles crawl up the shore and only briskly touch the source of its belonging and yet the land knows none. Brisk waters, try as they might, try to compromise with the moon; every day she tries again and yet again, she is granted only one brisk, soft touch, if even that, and again, the bubbles rise to the edge of intimacy, only to leave some behind to fade. It’s a game of push or pull, sink or swim, yet the sand has no idea the tug it has on the waves.

Tidal Waves | {03.06.17 @ 00:01}

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entombedwords · 7 years

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Had me staying up for nothing

6 word poem {12.10.16 @ 00:32}

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entombedwords · 8 years

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I want this... | Picture This (2008)

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entombedwords · 8 years

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What if I met the right person at the wrong time?

Some famous and wise words from some famous person that I forget

#boy #i love him #love #entombed words #Neverland #i just need a hug #i just want to be happy #I can't sleep #words from a book i'll never write #late night words #late night thoughts #entries from pskfl #pskfl #wise words

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entombedwords · 8 years

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I think my heart just broke…

6 Word Poem | he’ll never have feelings for me…it's official | {09.19.16 @ 12:12 am}

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entombedwords · 8 years

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I want us to start over.

6 word poem | I miss you… | {08.11.16 @ 10:46 pm}

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