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xaeious · 3 years
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I Still Eat Your Heart Out
If you only had a fucking clue, On how much I'd choose to stay, For everything we felt was true; But we're left with no other way.
Thoughts in the back of our mind, Did really drive us both crazy. But we choose to be blind, Over things; we cared deeply.
If only we chose to fight, On anything that's been through, Everything might have felt right; And nothing would ever be this blue.
If only I could scream and shout, And express how I feel over you, But all I can ever do is write my heart out, Knowing both of us; didn't want to pursue.
— Xaeious
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theprocast · 4 years
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Grief is a deeply personal and solitary journey. No one can truly feel or understand your loss but you, even those who have experienced it themselves. But grief is also love, and for that reason it has a right to exist and be felt. It is the debt we owe our memories. It is the final way we love someone.
Ranata Suzuki
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mga-antigong-salita · 6 years
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silong
hunyo na naman. 
madalas na ang pagbisita ng ulan.
hindi ko man lang namalayan,
pumapatak na pala ang paunang butil sa kawalan,
napagtanto lamang nang pisngi ko ay hinagkan.
wala man lang akong panangga,
sakto pang manipis ang suot na palda,
kaya baka, sisilong muna at 
hihintayin ang pagtila ng silakbo ng kalangitan.
kahit pa ako’y matagalan.
walang ingay na aasa,
tahimik na magdaraos ng pananampalataya,
na darating ka at mag-aanyaya
nang walang pag-aatubili ㅡ
ng pagsayaw sa gitna ng pagdanak
ng nananalantang ulan;
at ang pagsimula ng ating walang humpay na pag-iibigan.
sana lang naman.
kaya habang hindi ka pa naririto,
baka sisilong muna at hihintayin ang pagtila ng silakbo ng kalangitan,
kahit pa ako’y matagalan.
kahit pa ika’y matagalan.
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origami-houses · 7 years
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You were poison
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anonnotsoanon · 7 years
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And this is how I lose you, Slowly yet painful, With every wrong line, And sad face, I lose you.
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theprocast · 4 years
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I have worn so many masks, I don't know what my real face looks like anymore.
Ranata Suzuki 
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theprocast · 5 years
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The years have taught me that there are no permanent goodbyes with us... merely pauses for reflection.
Ranata Suzuki
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theprocast · 4 years
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I awake in a darkness with my hair disheveled and curly;
when I hear the sweet voice of death whispering, “ my sweet, you’ve arrived too early.” Confused, at what I have yet to understand,
i somehow found comfort in taking deaths stiff cold hand.
The reaper seems hesitant like he’s unsure of what he should do,
In my own fear, I ask him “ is there where I give my life to you?”
He seems calculated when he goes for his next move,
where he lays me back down and whispers “ not now, i don’t approve.”
There can be so much lost in searching for the kiss of death,
but only rarely, does his kiss become a new breath.
I awake in my room, my chest somehow feels light,
I chuckle to myself and sigh, “ who knew death could be so polite.”
@numbteenagers / Death says you’ve arrived too soon. /
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theprocast · 4 years
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we got so good
at wanting to be
the best that
we forgot what
it means to
try
kai masa
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theprocast · 4 years
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end of the year, hopefully, end of my love for you
End, @anonnotsoanon
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theprocast · 5 years
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i want you to be my last.. i really do. but what can i do if you're not the one for me and i'm not the one for you? do i need to fight the destiny or should i let the destiny take its course?
jnn.dlp ; J.D. |
uncertainty of love
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theprocast · 5 years
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healing is not all
soft and gentle
sometimes it
is all teeth
and bones
grinding, bending
to the point
of exhaustion
to the point
of breaking
sometimes healing
is not all good things
it is not all happy
and bright
even if we want it to be
healing is a choice
that most days i still
often ponder over
but i find myself
coming back
i still find myself choosing
to clench my teeth
to grip my knuckles
so tightly the moon starts
to imprint itself on
my sweaty palms
i still find myself choosing
to endure the pain
until this body is all
bruises and aches
because healing
whispers a silent promise
of another day
a silent promise of
a tomorrow i almost
always have a hard time
seeing myself in
and most days,
it gives me comfort knowing
that i tried
Kai Masa // the truth about healing
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theprocast · 5 years
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Some people lose more in their youth than most others will lose in a lifetime... But that is how the deepest, most loving souls are born.
Ranata Suzuki 
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theprocast · 5 years
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I will always be a reclusive person - cautious and remote. But just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there. If I love you, I am with you. If you feel me, I am there. If I have been my true self with you - even for the briefest moment - then I loved you and always will.   For though the world is loud and I am quiet, I feel too much and too deeply to ever withdraw my heart. If you cannot hear it beating, it still beats silently for you.
Ranata Suzuki
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theprocast · 5 years
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We all experience numbness when we've been in pain for too long because we’re simply too exhausted to process our own emotions anymore. But eventually, we feel again... the highs and the lows, the joys and the sorrows. If you're a deep feeler, numbness will always be a short reprieve. You cannot hold back an ocean.
Ranata Suzuki
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theprocast · 5 years
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I’ve missed your hands… the feeling of them. Both in tactile sensation and in knowing I am safe.
Ranata Suzuki
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