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mango-season · 9 months ago
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Trista Mateer, "Baggage", from Honeybee
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tullipsink · 10 months ago
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you held my heart in your hands and it still wasn’t enough. //A.M
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poetryofhvaw · 4 months ago
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extraawords · 9 months ago
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Now I am an empty tank
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man1cpix1e · 9 months ago
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your best american girl // mitski
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cocaineorchids · a month ago
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i have never known love in the way that you love me. it’s not healthy i know, but i am holding my breath waiting for the other shoe to drop. waiting for the broken glass shattered at the foot of my bed and the sleepless nights where your silence rips at my soul more than any words that could ever spill from your mouth. I’m waiting for the conversation that always inevitably comes, the “you’re too much,” or “not enough” conversation, the one where you tell me i’m not trying hard enough or i’m trying too much. i’m waiting for the days when i’m too clumsy and probably too awkward because it’s always followed by the sound of us yelling, you yelling, him yelling i mean. i’m waiting for the empty mornings and the mind numbing nights that are never met with an “i love you” as if it were a feeling you’d left at the front door before you came in, or before you were leaving and while we’re on the subject, i’m waiting for that too. you leaving i mean. No one ever sticks around to play with a broken toy and how am i supposed to convince myself that you’re any different. except you are, different i mean. And i know all of the things i’m waiting for, terrified for, may never come and my god do i love you so naively as if it’s the first time id ever fallen in love. until i’m reminded that it’s unfortunately not the first time and i find myself once again, breath caught in my throat, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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scream-poem · a year ago
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poetrylovebitch · a month ago
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People move on, and they forget me. But it’s okay because I’m stuck in the past.
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thatwasntinthescript · 7 months ago
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Read more and preorder TV writer Karyn Peyton’s new cosmos-themed poetry collection here: https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/grand-mutation-by-karyn-peyton/
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spilledheart · 2 years ago
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I guess for all the love I poured out I just wanted to be loved back the same
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mango-season · 8 months ago
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Richard Siken / Anne Sexton
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reck-less-teen-agers · a year ago
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MAYBE, LOVE WAS ONLY MEANT TO BE A SACRED THING. IT’S WHY WE HOLD ONTO IT. LET IT BRUISE OUR HANDS AND TIE ITS NOOSE AROUND OUR NECK. BUT IF IT'S SACRED WHY DO WE LET IT RUIN US?
THE UNIVERSE NEVER GIVES US ANYTHING MORE THAN SUFFERING AND WE ARE ALWAYS LOOKING FOR PAIN. I SCRATCH MY SKIN TO SEE WHAT COLOUR I BLEED. WHAT DO WE DO THAT DOESN’T HURT US?
A WORLD WHERE WE POINT GUNS TO OUR HEADS AND FALL TO OUR KNEES FOR ONE ANOTHER. WHAT PEACE CAN WE HAVE IF NOT LOVE?
THE UNIVERSE BEGS ME TO WORSHIP IT. THE UNIVERSE BEGS ME TO BLEED FOR IT. FACE TO FACE WITH LOVE OUR KNEES SHAKE. FACE TO FACE WITH DEATH WE NEVER FALL. WHAT HAVE WE EVER LOVED THAT HASN’T ACHED?
MAYBE THIS LOVE IS SACRILEGIOUS. MAYBE GOD IS MADE FOR SIN. ISN’T THAT THE STORY OF ADAM AND EVE? BOY LOVES GIRL. BOY FALLS FROM GRACE.
WE’VE ALWAYS RUINED FOR LOVE. WE’VE ALWAYS LET LOVE RUIN US.
MAYBE GOD HAS NEVER BEEN LOVE. MAYBE GOD HAS ALWAYS BEEN SUFFERING.
(s.s)
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poetryofhvaw · 4 months ago
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tonight every star stayed in the sky
- Valencia Wilianto
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extraawords · 11 months ago
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poemvs · a year ago
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shye // love u
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hakuna-my-ass · 6 months ago
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I wish I had a job
That I had shit to be robbed
That I have shit to cop
For my ideas to not flop
I wish I was cleansed with energy
And all bad energies stay far away from me
I wanna sip on ice tea peach
Slow roll good flow at the beach
I wanna receive love from everyone I meet
I don’t wanna gain weight when I eat
I wanna live in a big ik mansion
I wanna retire early and have a multibillion dollar pension
I wanna travel over sees
Learn new cultures from what I see
I wanna live free from restrictions
Be free from all addiction
I wanna squash every beef
And retire from the meat I eat
I wanna greet everyone with a smile
Have everyone I love within a mile
That the lights always stay on at my place
That I see loyalty in every face
I wish I had a boo who loved me right
I wish I’d win every fight
I know I’ll always do what’s right
And that I’ll always see the light
I wish my future to be bright
That my goals take off like a kite
I wish my dress was always fresh
That I never have to suffer from duress
I wish my illusions turn to reality
That I can get every nigga off the streets
That I don’t gotta worry bout what I’m bout to eat
That In every decision I take the lead
That I understand every book I read
That one day I’ll have minds to feed
I wish that I would bathe in riches
And that my private chef turns it up in the kitchen
I receive all spiritual healing
All good blessings and all good feelings
I wish for peace in my life
To avoid every strife
Reach everything I strive for in life
Achieve everything I’d die for in life
I wish for soulful conversations
Deep connections high vibrations
I wish I had no fear
To be a beast with a listening ear
I wish my hands and feet never get cold
That I’m praised for being bold
I wish I had joy
And that I’ll have memories to enjoy
I wish the timing was always right
And that I’ll sleep like a rose every night
I wish the tv always has something good to watch
I wish my dreams aren’t out of touch
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oceanskiees · a year ago
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The message I’ll probably never send:
Hey.. I know this is strange.. I could hardly bring myself to send this but I just couldn’t stop thinking of you. I’ve been smoking a lot more lately and you never fail to come to mind. My thoughts trail back to those nights we just enjoyed each others company while getting high. We were taking our time. I thought we were doing it right. I thought something about you just felt right. But you said you didn’t want to hurt me and just wanted to give us some time. I fell back thinking you had some things to figure out and allowed you to revisit only to remind me shit ain’t always that simple, is it? But I hope you’re doing fine. I hope you think of me as well. I hope you know I got love for you still. You do know that right?
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poetrylovebitch · 10 months ago
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I want to be better, but I don’t want to gain weight, I like seeing my bones. I like seeing the numbers go down. But also I’m used to people leaving and I’m used to being sad, when things get better it always crashes afterward, and there’s something satisfying and seeing the destruction that you caused, I don’t know if I want to get better. I don’t know if medication will make me better or just make me numb, I don’t know if it’s worth it. I don’t know what happy feels like anymore
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scream-poem · a year ago
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sadlifeofkat · 8 months ago
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If you love me so much, why do you constantly try to change me?
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