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cocoabuttavasa · 2 months

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you are too full of life and love to be half loved by someone. you deserve a love that feels satiating for your spirit. you deserve a love that makes you feel seen. you deserve a love that makes you feel heard. you deserve a love that listens and a love that is patient. you deserve a love that is kind and a love that feels warm. you deserve a love that makes your heart explode and a love that sends shivers down your spine. you deserve a love that takes the time to study you, that takes the time to understand your mind. you deserve a love that is patient and compassionate. you deserve a love that grows old. you deserve a love that doesn’t judge but instead accepts you wholeheartedly; flaws and all. you deserve a love that sends tingles through your whole body and leaves butterflies swarming in your stomach. you deserve a love that gives you 80 on the days that you can only give 20. you deserve a love that sends you into overdrive at the slightest thought of their touch. you deserve a love that lasts. you see how you simply read this, you deserve a love that is simple and extraordinary all in one. you deserve to be felt, you deserve to be loved. you deserve love.

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mad-girlslove-song · 9 months

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"What if, when I finally figure out who I am, I can't stand her? Harder to imagine, what if I loved her?"

- Blythe Baird

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madhatterbabe · 1 year

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#e.e. cummings #i carry your heart with me #SoundCloud #poetry #spoken word poetry #spoken word poem

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cherieye · 11 months

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Most powerful poetry slam performance I have ever heard and seen!!

#white privilege #feminine power #femininsm #black lives movement #black lives matter #social justice #patriarchy #is this poetry #poetry slam #button poetry #spoken word poem #powerful #goosebumps #ptsd #human rights

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firebeetlefables · 11 months

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a spoken word piece of mine, "its been over a year and im starting to feel alive again," about grief, growth, and finding bits of yourself that youd thought youd lost.

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lets-dance-to-joy-division · 2 years

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barely breathing, submitting to beatings,

given up on hopes and dreams,

that was the man I used to be.

I found love and joy out in the sea

and I latched onto the lifeboat

but I couldn’t pull myself up by its strings.

I held on through choppy water

like a bag of bones tied off at the bow.

rope wrapped up around my neck

dragging us both down,

to the ocean floor.

I gave her no choice but to cut the cord.

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living life as a shell of a soul tied into flesh,

occupying empty rooms in my mind,

half dressed emotion was all I could give.

as though that would be enough

to support the life, we were supposed to live.

as though laughs and jokes could fill the empty spaces

in which I hid all my pains and fears.

until you had nothing left to give

because we’d lived this way for years.

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you’d given me miles of rope

but I’d perfected the hangman’s noose.

I’d tie them up and hide them

in my closet of worn-down shoes

that I’d keep wearing, despite the need to replace.

I was never good at change because it was me, I couldn’t face.

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when the straw that broke the camels back finally came,

you didn’t run away but you held me in the rain,

that poured from my eyes.

you drove my crippled form to the hospital the next day,

you sat as I confessed, my need for suicide.

you sat with me when I failed to follow through with therapy,

when I didn’t make the calls I should have,

and I should have known that would be the end of we.

but I was never good at change, I was never good at me.

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maybe its too little to late for us, I don’t know,

but I’m a tree on a cliff now, roots taking hold and starting to grow.

I can feel life inside me, and it feels like hope.

I’m not dead yet but I am dead set on getting myself together

so my branches can be strong enough to face any weather.

I can’t believe I put it off for so long,

but I’m keeping those appointments now.

I’m doing things for me,

and I’m finding out what it means

to be the me I want to be.

-More Than Breathing-

BL 2022

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I am not alone. You are not alone.

988 is the National Suicide and Crisis Hotline (USA)

My inbox is always open.

#spoken word poem #spoken word #988lifeline #i am not alone #you are not alone #poetry #poem #writerscreed #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #poets corner #spilled poetry #twcpoetry #original poetry #my poem #therapy #free verse

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siredash · 1 year

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By blood, by bond, by pain,

Family formed is the strongest feeling felt.

Once gained the loss will leave you yearning for that feeling anywhere.

I thought that feeling would never leave with you.

Safe in your arms, the warmth would surround me overwhelmingly.

Now all I feel is cold as your hands lock around mine.

I feel your weight on me crushing,

If I let go you’ll crumble, if I hold on I'll suffocate.

Desperately trying to freeze time to let us breath in the cracks,

The right hand strikes 0 now, surrounded by cold, I lay.

I don't feel you anymore.

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battle-with-bipolar · 2 years

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#poetry #poem #spoken word #spoken word poem #spoken word poetry #heartbreak #heartbroken #love #relationships

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may-this-be-your-oasis · 1 year

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Don’t laugh to fit in.

Laughter should be honest. If there is no sincerity in your joy, then your happiness will be a forgery that fools only yourself.

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cocoabuttavasa · 5 months

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Aché🫂

30/12/23

with love,

B 🫀

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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 1 year

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BRAND NEW! As part of The Poetry Project, I am excited to announce a collaboration with the fantastically talented Aline Xavier! She has performed two pieces from the project and has brought the words to life! Check out her performance of 'I see us dancing' here and her second performance 'I will not run from you' is out on 4th Feb! Thank you for the support Aline, you are a superstar! Check out Aline: Instagram : aline.axo YouTube : aline.xavier

#youtube #actress #actor #performance #spoken word #spokenword #spoken word poetry #spoken word poem #the poetry project #mental health #mental health awareness #james mcinerney #aline xavier

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er-we-are-meant-to-b · 2 years

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I made one of my poems into a spoken-word song-thing (that’s also on Bandcamp).

#spoken word #poetry #clearance tag #spirit halloween #erwearearts #music #poem #poems #spoken word poem #spoken word poetry #guitar #acoustic guitar

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cherieye · 1 year

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#poem #healing words #limerent object #limerence #trauma bond #spoken word poem #messy words

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saltwaterhippie · 2 years

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darcyfangirlsfrequently · 2 years

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Laughing Through Gritted Teeth

A poem by me

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And it's funny

It's funny how my father, sitting beside his second wife

Will tell me that liking girls is wrong

And it's funny

It's funny how my stepmom, after hearing that Spongebob came out as gay for Pride Month will say that all children's media should be asexual

But I don't hear her say that when we watch a Disney movie

And it's funny

It's funny how my stepmother will say that as Christians we are called to love gay people… but we can't accept them?

As if those two things can co-exist?

And it's funny

It's funny how when my stepbrother tells the family he has a girlfriend we're ecstatic for him, and I have to bite my tongue and hold back the tears knowing that if I were to share that same news, I would be met with screaming and hate and anger from the people who are supposed to love me the most.

And it's funny

#Poem #Poetry #Spoken word poem #Lgbtq #Lesbian #Wlw

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skylights-not-stars · 2 years

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finding love again

loving you isn't a one way street with an even sidewalk, streetlights shining feels-like-we-should-be-flying. there's no clear feelings or singing out no-reserves-living-here-and-now or shout-it-from-the-rooftops-loud do you get it how i'm trying to love you like i used to? going all out and manufacturing feelings that haven't existed for a while but my brain is too insistent on remembering the past to believe that there is more than one kind of loving. cus the truth is loving you is the overgrown road that leads into the forest with no streetlights shining i walk by bonfires treading carefully on the ashes (remembering what it's like to be burned). feet barefoot, feeling every stone tripping on vines and roots i thought i'd learned to avoid but the fact is that that's all void because the future doesn't repeat itself. and even though it's hard to forge a new path doesn't mean its not worth fighting for. and that loving you is not remembering a part of me that used to exist but discovering new parts of me because learning to live and learning to love are two separate things that can't be learned together. and learning to live took time enough i can't imagine how long it'll take me to love. to love- to feel deep affection for someone, according to the dictionary, but i guess i've always been more a visionary you see, i see us sitting on the pool deck trading bad pickup lines and blushing smiles and giddy feelings like soda bubbling away in my stomach. and i guess i see us trading books in the store trying to find one the other'd like to explore. i see sitting in your room with a guitar between us humming notes neither one of us really knows (you're the melodies that keep me sane at night) like rapunzel sing and i'll know youre alright but i'm the one in the tower where memories and insecurities tower over me until i can't breathe and when you're with me im falling. cuz sometimes, loving you is wishing i could love you more. loving you is wishing the giddy bubbly feeling didn't fade so quickly and leave me with nothing. it's wishing that my mind wouldn't be an iron cage to my heart where i can't find the key to try to keep me from being hurt again and the key is waiting at edge of the forest that i'm fighting tooth and nail to breach. (and that's called healing) loving you is trying. loving you is making the choice day and night to keep up the fight. loving you is the edge of the forest, when we make it to the other side.

#love poems #poems #poetry #gay poetry #relationship #healing #writing #spoken word poem #relationship trauma #poet

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