what once was sacred is cursed
perhaps it could be worse
the temple at which i’d pray
overrun now by this wraith
my messiah led me astray
that’s what you get with blind faith
my friends were also fooled
when you really believe in a lie
it becomes your truth
a chorus of “i’m so happy for you”
echoed through the rest of my youth
with my head down i paid my dues
it’s difficult not to feel used
immortalizing the abuse as my muse
his crimes will live on forever
but he will too.
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Hello! This is me, some small poetry blog with a weird name :) As this absolute a$$hole of a year is coming to an end, I’d like to say <3 thank you <3 to the writers that made it a little better for me:
@written-honey
@haikkun
@a-few-tumbles-later
@lost-ends-found
@robertjw4688
@hedonistpoetbyhira
@praggya1993
@harrybpoetry
@chuckakot
@endlesswordsonapage
@dg-fragments
@justscribbledwords
@heartofmuse
@drearydaffodil
@quaintobsessions
@4sss
@the-outsider-girl
@wordrummager
@eshaninjer
@william-warren-writes
@internalearthquake
@hannahflowerspoetry
@jonaswpoetry
@rhapsodyinblue80
@stormykatie
@adamantseal
@write-as-rains
In no particular order, mostly from memory, on a dying laptop :) Wishing you a great 2021, coming back to watching Dirty Dancing.
<3, m.
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Worth Your Consideration Masterlist
@allofthesevoices
@sharingsentences
@poet-aster
@poets-wonderland
@allthesmallthingshere
@just-4-thought
@asinglefabric
@voiceofapoet
@haikkun
@christian-fett
@alessanova
@words-in-flux
@misguided-ivy
@name-de-plume
@2amforpoets
@universalmemoir
@alexknoxpoetry
@bonniealder
@24xsevenchaos
@peachpoetics
@mechanicalblend
@goose-lit
@smakkabagms
@gracebriarwoodwrites
@dbaydenny
@teacup13
@tylerknott
@barbaranestor2
@thepoetscorner
@pplaidshirt
@instruth
@hannahflowerspoetry
@yannnza
@stainedglasswords
@jmsapphire
(May-Sept 2019)
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8 people I would like to get to know tag.
I was tagged by @sparklingwritings thank you!! <3
I. Name: April
II. Birthday: 17/04/1996
III. Zodiac Sign: Aries
IV. Height: 5′4′’
V. Hobbies: Poetry, Salsa dancing
VI. Favourite colour: Pink
VII. Favourite books: The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, and The Shock of the Fall by Nathan Filer
VIII. Last song I listened to: Mad Love by Mabel
IX. Last movie I watched: Goodfellas
X. Inspiration for muse: Nature and love
XI. Dream job: Psychologist (Clinical or Forensic, wherever life takes me)
I tag: infinitely-poetic, endlesswordsonapage, write-as-rains, vodkaisthatyou, wordsaregolden22, somepiecesofmyheartandsoul, evergreenwords, hannahflowerspoetry
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help me put my bags in the back of your car
you’re just as pretty up close as from afar
you reach for my hand driving home
superposition on the radio
out the window is the old fear factory
i can’t help but watch your face while you sing
we didn’t have enough time for a full serenade
felt like the movie ended before we could press play
and we walked up and down the whole damn town
watched the evangelicals stand their own ground
you and i worshiped two or three times a day
i looked in your eyes when you got on your knees to pray
and i loved you as much as i feared you
and i held you just as i revered you
and i sacrificed myself as an offering to you
but you didn’t want a martyr, did you?
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where is my heart?
you said one day we would marry
and as a grown child, i believed
you slipped thorns into my mouth
i tried to thank you for the roses
but blood came pouring out
where are you now?
where is my heart?
i'm aware of where it is not,
new windsor, brighton,
salt lake, wilmington,
nashville nor nottingham,
i've searched all for naught
yet the days grow darker,
the air gets thicker,
my limbs feel heavier.
if i lie down now, i fear
i may never stand up again
moss will envelope my body
i haven't the strength
to rip myself from the clutch
of the soft green earth once more.
what i would give for an embrace,
but i have nothing left.
mother, may i rest?
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you made me feel like you loved me
even when you don’t.
it was just enough for me,
ignoring reality for a dream.
though the wool was thin,
it sat snug against
my eyes, nonetheless.
i could sculpt it in my mind
change the script, rewrite,
evolve the ammonite,
tell myself you’ve been kind.
a switch has flipped, though,
you’re different than what i know
you don’t make me feel like you love me
it’s no longer worth breaking bones.
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i miss you so loudly.
the whispers of morning
and your delicate hands,
wisps of hair sweeping against
my face as i dig myself
deeper into you.
i will not go softly.
i tell it to anyone who listens
how i love you like a dog,
my ears eagerly perked
at the jingle of your keys
and i come running.
i wait patiently.
she takes your wrist, leads
you away from home
i hope you turn back,
open the door again
so i can breathe you in.
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it’s a weird place to be,
stuck right in between
i’m still in love with you, and
i deserve more than you gave me
when both are, at once, true
i liked you much more before i loved you
i liked you better before you knew me
your grip is tighter than you think
you can’t hold anything
without crushing it
and i would ask for my heart back
but it’s not the same shape anymore
it would no longer recognize me
and i think your god is funny
you still follow his rules,
but you no longer believe,
you’ve got other people to appease
is that not what hell is?
your blind faithfulness to nothing
outmatched any servitude to me
still, you wave to me from your cubicle
and our water cooler chats
are seemingly without end
as i adjust, mind the grimace,
i am very glad that you asked,
yes, we can still be friends
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grasping at straws
trying to find the words
anything, in any language,
that could possibly do you justice.
an impossible feat
writer’s block returns to me
flabbergasted, swallowed whole
by this feeling without descriptor.
though i’ve written
about a similar emotion
nothing i’ve ever touched
could dream to measure up.
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you asked me to meet you in a dream
yes, i will, i replied swiftly
for a moment’s pleasure seems
far more important than honesty.
have you ever watched a mushroom grow?
some have spores which, at night, glow
they come alive and spread and know
in summer with their seeds to sew.
to kill your hero seems as bitter
i truly am an awful knitter
the tapestries we weave together
might have left alone been better.
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i've exaggerated you in my head
i saw love where it wasn't yet
you broke my heart gently in your bed
and cradled me, soft against your chest
in the morning, you fed and kissed me
and when i turned around, stood waving
on the way home, kept composed, behaving
the sea didn't take me as i'd been praying
it's my secret that i've mourned for weeks
my disappointment is not yours to keep
just forgive me if i shake when i speak
it's steady downhill after the peak
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you were a house.
can you feel me looking at you?
can you hear me whisper to the moon?
in the same way i felt you refrain
heard the breaking of these chains
as i tried to hold onto your frame
after i had been an earthquake
and you could feel me rumbling
and your foundation fell apart
and i didn’t realize i was shaking
until i saw what i had done to your heart
the glass case shattered and it fell over
and in slow motion, i watched it breaking
and i saw myself doing it and i couldn’t stop
ruined your floors when i tried cleaning up
my fingers were cut, your rug soaked in blood
and i watched myself from outside of my body
fumbling but i couldn’t stop
and i have been a fool
i broke you down just to let go of you
i left you to rebuild your house
and did nothing as i watched you
and horrified with myself as i am
i do nothing still
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matrimony
he says that he's afraid to commit
so he breaks my heart just a little bit
the funny thing is i've come to expect it
his subconscious routine which perfectly fit
i sat clean and pretty for six hours still
i gave him my heart to handle at his will
so he could fault me whenever i fell ill
say the sound of my dismay was so shrill
so i'll swallow my pride i once held so dearly
and i'll pray to whoever decides to hear me
that he doesn't leave me, not even nearly
fog the windows so i stop seeing clearly
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an unexpected error in my programming
an oversight, a glitch in my system
a skip in my heartbeat
unaccounted for, verily
i built myself from the ground up
structured so carefully,
strong to withstand anything
and then came you
the missed variable.
i realized in this matter, i had
my head buried deep in the sand
but you dug me out, and i digress,
the malfunction was necessary
the lack of sleight of hand
for when came you
so the rest of me did, too.
and so my heart skips ardently,
when i shut down for the night
and let visions of you set the scene
and paint my dreams so vividly.
i have found the final piece,
it was merely your hand on my cheek.
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there's no celebration
without mourning, and vice versa.
but it feels wrong, surrounded by cheer
to hold back my tears.
i'll serve the cake and all,
laugh together, then retreat.
it is my pain to bear,
i will do it alone, in my home.
i wish you were still here.
it's unfair that i cannot
hold your hand again,
ask your plans for next year.
in my dream, long ago,
you told me it was time to let go.
but i still hold you in my heart,
pray to feel your presence near.
one day we'll meet again,
i've got your memories until then.
your bracelet still on my wrist,
i haven't loosened my grip.
not even a bit.
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