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lyricspoetrylife · 6 days
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why can’t things happen the way I picture it in my head? it’s eating me up inside, like how ants devour a cake at a picnic.
are you thinking about me right now? I don’t know how much longer I can take having this brain anymore. It creates scenarios in my head that just aren’t real yet…
the butterflies that erupt in my stomach whenever I see you are endless and I don’t know if I like it.
these butterflies feel like they are flying into my ears and itching my brain, chaotic but exciting.
no one understands this brain, this brain has always been too much for the world. But when I speak to you, I don’t feel this is the case anymore. I feel like I can truly be me, I’ve never felt like I could ever be myself before…
being me has never been good enough to anyone else…
being me always makes everyone hate me, but with you it’s different.
~ LJ
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lyricspoetrylife · 1 year
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I don’t know how someone so vile could give me the sweetest kisses on my lips.
I don’t know how such a lying snake could kiss me, poison me with his venom, then slither away like I don’t exist.
I don’t know how such a kind, sweet boy could have turned into such a toxic witches potion.
I thought you were different, but you are just like the rest of them.
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lyricspoetrylife · 1 year
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every night I dream of that night on repeat, playing over and over in my mind like my record player,
I scream as loud as my lungs will let me but no one even moves an inch,
I’m a lost puppet in their show, they move my strings and I’m forced to follow,
my tears creating deep, dark, ocean waves that I’m drowning myself in, I’m drowning myself in my own sea of tears, but no one even flinches or looks my way.
Pushed, shoved, pinched, pulled all the way until I can’t feel a thing,
I don’t even feel like I’m me anymore,
I’m just another version of me and when I look in the mirror I see a complete stranger…
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lyricspoetrylife · 1 year
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I can hide my darkness with so many vacant smiles. I can still feel my numb lips from our meaningless kiss. I look your way, but you turn in the opposite direction, ignoring my admiration for your presence. I feel ignored, never good enough, an alien like being standing out from the crowd. You want ‘Miss Perfect’, I’m sorry that’s not me…
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lyricspoetrylife · 1 year
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You wonder if all this hurt is even worth it anymore?
It’s like she can hardly breathe and she just has to keep getting up, stepping on knives, crying oceans, feeling a hurricane in her chest, pretending everything is beautiful and perfect even though she wants to end it all…
She wonders why her life can’t be like the story books of a beautiful, carefree happiness land and pretty blue skies, with a beautiful boy who loves her for who she is…
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lyricspoetrylife · 2 years
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I’m a sad, lonely girl, thinking about your lips,
I’m a sad, lonely girl, thinking how perfect your hands would fit on my hips,
I’m a sad, lonely girl, seeing his hazelnut lit skies,
I’m a sad, lonely girl, can you hear my cries?
I sit in bed all alone, waiting for your touch, knowing I will be forever asking for too much…
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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his hands are as beautiful as his mind,
I feel myself shake whenever his mouth smiles,
eyes glistening in the moonlight,
feeling an aurora paradise.
~ @whoislizziejean ~ Instagram
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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My soul has been set free from the waves of the rippling sea…
My soul has been set on fire with passion and nothing has ever made me feel more alive.
I’ve been running away from the past for so long I’ve forgotten what it’s like to actually live in this moment, to breathe in the salty sea air, to just let go…
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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I’m in love with old movies, with the way the rain falls down on my windowsill, with the way I can have a teaspoon of sugar in my tea, how I can feel the strings of my guitar, with the way my mind wanders on the pages of a novel, where Magdalena loves Alex or where Lysander loves Hermia, I’m in awe of my gratitude jar I have painted, etching down things I appreciate, I’m in love with the smell of freshly baked cookies...
i want to search and find love with someone, but I can also find love in my surroundings, even in the smallest of things...
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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you are my true melody, my beach waves, my harmony
26/1/19
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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I wish I could just start my life again on a blank canvas...
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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they march to the drum of their own beat, not really sure who will win their love seat, an alien like being with no home, but sort of cheerful riding all alone
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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Thoughts....
we live in a society where social media rules over us, with how we perceive ourselves, with how we see others, worrying about how many people like or comment on a photo. social media doesn’t define our self worth, it doesn’t define you.
Remember to enjoy your life, be present. you don’t have to let yourself feel like you need to be ruled by a screen.
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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delirium houses, painted with pure white ecstasy.
can anyone hear the screams coming from house number 264?
silent battles are the hardest things of all.
because only you can face your demons staring back in the mirror.
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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underlying sadness, it seeps underneath my skin and into my veins and it doesn’t go away. why can’t I experience all the romantic lullabies mortals have? this cruel world has taken me and given me poisoned destiny. When all I ever wanted to be was a normal, simple, cookie cutter figure. But instead I have an untouched, venomous body and tortured brain cells... 
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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I’m in love with your facade, your character, your style, your soul, the way your cigarette falls off the edge of your lips. the way your voice resonates in my heart, your favourite bands.
but all of that crumbles when I realise I’m in love with a non existent lover and an unrealistic way of the world. I want my life to shoot off sparks of cinematic fondness but I’m afraid it only exists in the oasis of my trembling mind.
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lyricspoetrylife · 3 years
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Immerse yourself into the moment that is now...
feel every heart beat around you, we are all trying to escape our deepest darkest palpitations...
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