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losermonol0gue · 8 days
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Shes slipping through my grasp and I cant hold any tighter
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losermonol0gue · 9 days
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I love you when you smile
I can see you
Who you are
Your soul
What I want to love for eternity
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losermonol0gue · 1 month
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Can you love me for me , without the reward of my body ? Can you hold me at night , when the crickets chirp and the house is warm ? Can you treat me with kindness and respect ? Can you love me ? Will you love me . ?
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losermonol0gue · 1 month
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I could speak a thousand works but it still wouldn’t match my love for you . I stared at your back at night , taking in the aroma of your hair , hearing you breathe softly . I touched your warm body and I felt safe , I felt loved , I felt nurtured . The sun touching our skin as you lay your head upon my shoulder , calm , free . I could have lived in that moment forever , and so it will in my head . We could have died right there , I wouldn’t have minded it as long as I was next to you . Your kiss felt like flowers blossoming in me and your gaze so beautiful I could see stars in your eyes . I feel your bare skin on mine and the way we held each other made everything go away . I wanted to hug you once more , maybe even kiss a little longer , If I knew It was going to be the last . I have so much love for you , it felt as though you did too . Thank you for making me feel loved for once in my life , even if it meant nothing to you . We no longer speak , we no longer kiss , we no longer hug . I cant gaze into those eyes anymore , I cant feel the warmth that once brought me comfort . I still feel the flowers . Although it was temporary , my memories remain eternal .
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losermonol0gue · 2 months
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Its march now
I hate that I cant hate you .
I hate how you dont care about me anymore
I hate how easily you left
I hate how sad you make me
I hate the memories I have to bear
I hate that I miss your warm touch
I hate that I cant kiss you anymore
I hate what you did
But Ill never hate you .
Its march now
Im tired of missing you .
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losermonol0gue · 3 months
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In my mind it’s still summer and my parent’s marriage isn’t falling apart. In my mind it’s August and my parent’s marriage is falling apart. In my mind it’s still early September and my parents are making me choose sides. In my mind it’s mid September and my mom wants me to move to California with her. In my mind it’s late September and Im at my lowest. In my mind im falling apart.
-LM
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losermonol0gue · 3 months
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During my last breaths, life will flash before my eyes, and during those flashes I will see the child I once was. In my mind its 8am, mid spring, my best friend has been downstairs talking to my mother for the past 30 minutes waiting for me to wake up. When I go downstairs I will smell the sweet aroma of pancakes and bacon. I will finish my breakfast and I will go outside and play, the sun is shining on my back and the flowers are blooming. In my mind I am a child, I have no worries, I am happy, and I wouldn’t know death as it is for 4 years. As life flashes before my eyes and death greets me, my happiest memories will have been with who I was as a child, pure.
-LM
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losermonol0gue · 3 months
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Your eyes fill with anger as mine fill with sorrow. In a fit of rage your skull clashes with mine, when defense is my only option and yours seems to be a charge. We become intertwined, beyond unknotting. We look at each other, and as I look deep in your eyes I know you didn’t want it this way, you only did what you thought you could. A trembling pain starts to form. I didn’t want things to result in such ways, I know you were only protecting yourself, you know I was just scared. Was it worth the trouble and effort? Our bodies cannot survive in such a way, our heads cannot function, and for all we know we will starve. The light of day fades, and all we can do is think of it as a distant memory. My lungs start to hurt, a pounding in my head becomes more and more unbearable. All you can do is make one last effort of escape, it’ll only make things worse. Your bones start to hurt and you lay your body against the damp grass beneath. We lay here together, we see each other in our last moments of life, we lay together for a last bit of warmth. We can only dream of the sunlight that awaits for the others in the morning. All we have is each other, and there is nothing else we can do, nothing more can save us, I rest my eyes and hope your pain isn’t as unbearable as mine. We both must succumb to this death, I just wish for warmth in this unbearable moment, your wish goes unknown.
-loser monologue
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losermonol0gue · 3 months
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I hope that my future is a bright and warm as the one in my dreams. The air is crisp and warm, the sun is shining down on the long grass in front of me. I am laying down on my porch, against who I can only hope to be my one true love, my legs covered by my long spring dress. It seems I have no worries, I am happy, I am calm, I am just where I need to be. I hope that the future waiting for me is as bright and warm as the one in my dreams.
-lzrmonologue
This poem is inspired by the vision I saw when I overdosed. I like to think life is now worth living if my future could end up like my vision.
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losermonol0gue · 5 months
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There is a sadness inside of me that eats away at me, it takes bigger and bigger bites until it renders me paralyzed..
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losermonol0gue · 5 months
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imagine someone learning your love language just to treat you right and make you feel loved properly.
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losermonol0gue · 5 months
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I hope that the hands that greet you feel as though they are the petals that accompany the stem of a rose.
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losermonol0gue · 5 months
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“My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.”
— Jillian Medoff, Hunger Point.
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losermonol0gue · 5 months
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I've wished so many times for you to reach out to me. For you to write to me, expressing that you've missed me too. That you've often thought of me, recalling everything we've experienced and endured together. And even today, there's nothing I long for more. I still miss you.
— r.r.
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losermonol0gue · 6 months
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When the days get colder and I’m not sure if I want to live anymore.
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losermonol0gue · 6 months
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I love you. You made me feel like a person again.
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losermonol0gue · 6 months
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I waste every wish on you.
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