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You are, my smile.
When I’m having a bad day I come to your videos that you sent me all those years ago and I smile.
For awhile.
When I’m a little lost I sift through your music for hours and try make up stories to understand why you put them there.
It’s my comfort.
I hate it.
That is all 🤝
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I was not born to breathe under the thumb of others,
Suffocating as they push deeper into my lungs threatening to crush,
Windpipe playing like a haunting melody of blood I’ve been taught to be proud of,
So proud I love to watch it sink into the bathtub.
My story isn’t one I’m always proud of but look at my history and you’ll see shining royalty.
a perfect picture of modesty and maturity.
I please people, pulsating parts as I pull apart which design of my insides they choose to idolise.
Was it my kindness? My generosity?
Suck harder at my harrowing breath.
I know you want every last bit.
People pleaser no more. IM DONE WITH THIS SHIT!
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I have depression |
Even the most lavish of walls can feel like bars of steel.
Even the brightest of smiles can home shadows that reek of festering heartache.
Even the mountain peek hurts because even though you reached another top, you’re softly slipping
And the fall back down hurts.
Only all to rebegin
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It’s funny how life sheds the most silent sprinkling of heaven into our daily lives
And if we decide to keep looking at the dusty specks, we’ll forget just how to live.
I’m not entirely sure how to do any of the above... but I think I’m learning?
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I knock on his door and he answers begrudgingly. It’s only then that I realise our narrative is coming to its end |
I’ve become annoying...
I’ve become a woman, and you’ve become a man.
My inner child chucks a tantrum as i let go of your hand for the last time.
GOODBYE
a poem
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THE STROKES -
ODE TO THE METS
A love poem about my ex friend
One day my love I hope my memory fades enough for me to forget which songs in my Spotify playlist were suggested by you.
I have an ache to delete every melody that makes me itch as I sway to them all with my hips.
We barely ever touched our finger tips to each others skin
“Friends” that feel like lovers should be a sin.
One day my friend, I hope to forget the way you sing. Each song you sent me bare chest in your room, strumming softly to the moon.
You said you wanted someone’s opinion, I told you that you would be famous soon... is that why you stayed or is that why you left?
Did my wide eyed romance put too much pressure on your shoulders? I saw heaven in your eyes and I made sure you knew it.
Who am I kidding... you didn’t leave, I pushed you away. Every day I loved you I leaked a little more of my life into you until I was a slithering heap hoping you would see me.
Until I realised what I had made me to appeal to you.
The more I waved me arms the more translucent I became.
One day Blake, I hope I don’t remember your name.
I won’t speak of hate but pain makes it rattle in my chest some days.
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Lately I’ve been waking up like I’m not afraid to meet the day,
I dont mean to brag I just didn’t know life worked this way.
Sleep in my eyes, cold night in my muscles but I’m not drowning yet.
Treading toes, skim the water and release the tension.
Lately, I’ve been feeling okay. I don’t mean to brag,
I just want to let me know there’s another way
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I am the villain nobody likes, but everyone understands |
WHO AM I?
A poem
by indigo
Laughing cos I think I’m hooked...
Lonely laughter sits in wait,
your careless singing was bait,
////you had the whole car swooning. /\///|\|
Fuck it’s got me aching.
This is all just so funny,
Hilarious how life can do this. Just as you get rid of a break,
A new one cuts right through ya.
Not this time.
I gotta keep me close. Distance baby, ur a threat
Don’t make me say it again.
I said step back. Bring me closer.
It makes perfect sense, I’m sorry.
Your presence makes me feel like I’m licking the remnants of a chip packet from my sun soaked fingers.
Bliss, peace, instant regret.
See, I’m writing poems and we’ve barely even said 3 words... yet
Internet texting toxic forever.
I’ll always be the one with no game, I’m either too silent or writing poems and he might like me but to kiss me you gotta
Get past my moles. Aren’t they pretty?
They’re my greatest feature but they’re ugly to touch, they’re hardest to love | I’ve missed them much.
I just found them again you see,
I’m not ready for you to take me away again.
| Slay the beast | screach
•broken laughter
It’s funny... so, funny.
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Life is a beautiful wishing well,
We put our dreams down a dark hole of unknown,
And hope they come true.
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LOOSING FRIENDS ||finding cover
a poem
woe me away, I’m swept under the scruff.
Mother hen tendenciez ha ha aha
you never know the person you were until you escape
and let yourself break.
For so long I spent so much on love that broke under the pressure of my demons...
Because I let them in | having blood on my hands didn’t feel like a sin,
It felt like victory. Choosing me, felt like strength. Loosing you, felt like weakness.
I try to a a a attack the puzzle pieces.
Why me why me why me | drum solo
who stands with me at the end of this dawn? A few have their knuckles cold drawn, hanging on
Wondering if I’m here to stay.
cold air bruises my lips, lonely licks at the numbing of my toes. I smile at the sunrise knowing I survived the night, forgiving the darkness for all of its plight because
I survived. Glory I survived • broken voices rise
Am I am I am I
Yuck she’s changed | I’m changing
Here to stay | go away |
*slaughter house to stay safe while I search for the light*
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my lungs are filled with smoke because I’d rather have a cloudy head then get sunburnt by bright ideas that make me vulnerable to expectations
Stoner quote #1
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I’m In a Period Drama
a poem
I can’t wait to fall in love,
The heart thumping kind,
The how did I get here, where will it lead, golden find.
Feel it in every beat I bash at.
Alive feels so foreign, I lash out.
Fly me first class with all of my problems.
can’t help loving the fantasy, control flaps at the flesh of my open wounds | haven’t healed from my last break
but...
I still picture Prince Charming dancing.
I wear a gown, all pampered down and he sees me. He can’t believe me...
He stares at me so hesitantly, fingertips fidget with his flightless wings.
In my eyes he sees his destiny, in his i finally see eternity.
Not fleeting, not faulty...just fiction.
It’s all a fantasy, I have my hands in the air.
My independence is woven so thick into my hair, I wear it like a helmet and display it like a flower.
Desire, inspire me to touch my toes and lick my nose and then you’re disposed.
I’ll show myself I can do the impossible and then let you go.
can’t wait to fall in love, I want to be like Jo,
Little woman, big dreams and she have big plans for tomorrow... me too. she only once confesses to feeling alone. Me too.
I can’t wait to fall in love, because I’m too impatient. So I search for it. Secretly I’m too scared to taste it so I confiscate it from stomach, I protect myself.
I store my butterflies on the shelf and admire each pretty one as they go by, making sure they don’t lick deeper than desire.
The more I keep the less I see and the romance novels are scratching at the itch under my skin, so I have no need for real life lovin...
I do believe in love I do, I do. I do believe in fairies I do, I do.
The post credits role |
My life cast streaming down a small screen rolling too fast to read.
Each actor chosen to play in my love story| the characters that touched my heart just hard enough to bleed.
I can’t wait to fall in love,
Can’t you see?
I’m addicted to it baby
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An ode to my eating disorder |
a poem
I got skinny! Woohoo
Lost all my friends.
My waist is Minnie, all the people I loved have marked me the villain.
Depression, depression, depression.
Stop stressin, I’m my own enemy |
It’s not about you lovey.
All about me me me
Got my New Years resolution, down a few kg.
Lost all my friends, got so distant, lost all my friends.
At least the scales smile at me.
I’m my worst enemy | enemy | enemy
Lost some friends because they’d rather call me an enemy than look at the reality eating me out | they don’t like my eyes rolled, legs open mentality because it made me someone neither of us know how to look in the eyes
| so they live in festering mentalities | I think they’re confused by me,
I won’t lie, I cry sometimes but I can’t beg for a friendship that hates the hollow parts of me. people say they love you while they discard you and make you feel guilty for the distance |
They walk away | I don’t blame em
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Holy fucking shit
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Shroom thought #3
We are a selfish species that must practice
Compassion every day. to follow light that we don’t understand.
But we need.
Selfish selfish practice practice
Perfect perfect failures
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BEST FRIEND I NEVER HAD BUT ALWAYS BELONGED TO |
A poem
I know I know I don’t know, how you are feeling today.
It’s got it’s ache in me—— aYe!
I think you’ve confiscated.
What do you know about me? That you’re not sharing on tv?
How do you feel about me? Have you understood that I’m in love with you!
CRUhNch
I know I know I know, I know I’m looking needy.
I see I see I see, my pride is not just sleeping.
Breathe slowly, rib cage broken. I’m betting on my last breath you’ll call me morbid.
I was hoping you’d take it, blood baked fingertips and all, and tell me I was yours.
Yours yours yours.
I’ve told you | I think I think I think | I showed you | I know I know I know |
I love you. It’s true
So true, it bleeds.
I want you, I’ll beat my pride to let you know.
I’ll remind you until you explode.
You told me straight. But wait but wait.
Are you hiding from me?
I know I know I know, I am a stalkers tango.
But if you just hear me out,
I promise I’m not that strange though. I just love you and love you and love you and you,
Never said love never belonged in you.
So tell me straight, don’t just walk away.
I know it’s hard for you, but it’s harder for me.
Waiting for your hook to bait me in and shake my lips | you don’t mean it, but darling my darling my darling
I love you and you got me,
You don’t want me but you got me.
Ow ow o wow seagulls sign their death certificates.
Breakfast
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Dreamer static
i would like to tend a garden with u
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