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mirrorvom · 23 days
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I feel so fucking alone
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mirrorvom · 1 month
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I long
To be longed for.
Long to have someone to
Come home to,
To prattle on and on about my day,
While we both sip on cups of tea
That were once steaming hot,
But are now cooler than the moon.
I long
To wake up beside someone
Who is as excited to see me
As I am them,
Unsure as to whether they are
Still asleep, or if this is really
A reality that's theirs.
I long
For a hand to hold,
For eyes to gaze into,
For a nose that will brush my own,
For a mouth to kiss.
I long
For someone whose cup
I can freely pour into
While never fearing
That they will leave mine
Empty.
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mirrorvom · 1 month
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Rivers
Carve permanent grooves into
The skin of the earth,
And the rains
Run off
Disfigures natural landscapes,
Wearing them down over time.
Water is considered
Healing
A source of life
That every organism
Relies on in one way
Or the other,
And yet
It is when a volcano
Erupts,
When tectonic plates
Cause the earth to quiver,
To shake
That causes land
To be created.
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mirrorvom · 1 month
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I am easier to love
From a distance.
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mirrorvom · 3 months
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Aging is inevitable.
One day, I will look in the mirror
And see all the signs that I have lived.
My once smooth skin
will be creased and crinkled and
I will have lines around my mouth,
My eyes, between my brows.
I will have wrinkly hands,
Saggy arms and peppered hair.
Walking up the stairs will become an effort,
And people will offer me priority seating
On buses, trams and trains.
I will need glasses for short vision,
Even though I currently wear them
For distance, and I will wonder
Where my youth went.
I cannot slow the progression of time
But I can try to enjoy it,
Before I look back and
Regret it.
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mirrorvom · 10 months
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Difficult.
I know that I am difficult.
I am difficult to love
Because I am difficult to approach,
Difficult to talk to.
I am difficult to be friends with,
Difficult to relate to,
Difficult to help.
Just difficult.
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mirrorvom · 10 months
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The sun is setting again
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mirrorvom · 10 months
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I haven't felt numb in a while and I really hate this feeling. Hate feeling myself succumb to this emptiness.
They say history repeats itself, and if this adage is to prove itself correct, then this is the reverse of the calm before the storm. It is the emotion before the grey.
Or perhaps I am already in the grey.
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mirrorvom · 11 months
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Misfortune
Follows me like a mist.
Distorts my
Perception of the world,
Of my lot in life.
And maybe this is as good as it gets.
And I just have to be okay with that.
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mirrorvom · 1 year
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I long for a day
When the air does not suffocate me.
I long for green grass,
A warm sun, the shade of tall trees.
Long for peals of laughter
To be carried away by a light breeze.
I long for grass stained jeans,
A comfortable silence.
Long for life's stressors to be
But a distant memory.
I long for a day
When the water carries me away
And helps me breath.
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mirrorvom · 1 year
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Embrace the morning glory,
The big, beautiful sun.
His light grows and he
Piques over the horizon.
Feel his warmth as his light
Wakes you gently from your dreams.
Yawn as you brew your
Cup of tea and reflect
On your life.
Fill your heart with hopes.
You may be alone this morning,
But you are not lonely.
Embrace the morning glory,
The big, beautiful sun.
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mirrorvom · 1 year
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I am drowning beneath
Waves upon waves.
The stormy seas knock me down
Each time I try to surface.
It has been days
Since I have seen the light.
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mirrorvom · 2 years
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I cradle the shards of your
Soul, hold them close.
Why does it hurt to show you
Tender love,
To spoil you the way I wish to be
Spoiled, to offer you curated
Consideration, no strings attached.
My own heart swells,
Pumping me with endless love
To be given to you,
To everyone but myself.
One day, I will return
The sharpness of your soul,
Knowing a piece of my own is
Lost within it.
And you will be none the wiser.
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mirrorvom · 2 years
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How much longer
Will I have to carry my sorrows?
The extent of my burden
Only God truly knows
And I yearn for some strength
To borrow.
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mirrorvom · 2 years
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A jungle.
I navigate through the tangled fauna
Slowly. Vines brush my face
And a chilly breeze keeps me company,
Chilling my spine and reminding me
That I am not welcome.
Breathing becomes laborious
As the thick air tries to suffocate me.
I so badly want to be anywhere else.
I am fearful of being stuck here,
Of being lost,
Forever navigating an ever changing jungle.
Forever trying to escape.
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mirrorvom · 2 years
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My day dreams lie among
The hills far away.
Fairy dust falls
Off of the trees that sway
And wood winds chime
From a distant chalet.
The sky is stained rich shades
Of blue, purple, pink.
Around the lake, a fishing pole,
A rich coat of mink.
No need for a second thought,
No need to over think,
Life among the far away hills
Is truly idyllic.
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hills far away
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mirrorvom · 2 years
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I don't know if I have anything else
Left in me to give.
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