a/n: wrote a quick something on insomnia at 3am in the morning, I hope you guys like it!
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“He lays by the foot of my bed,
gazing at me with patience in his eyes,
I yearn to yell and yell,
but to me, sleep is a collective of lies.
He keeps me up at night,
and keeps the end of my bed warm,
when the sun sets and the world quietens,
I'm trapped with my insomnia keeping me on my toes.
Ignoring him was useless,
blankets huddled on top of each other,
held a tired me beneath,
and yet I couldn't sleep.
I've counted thousands of sheep,
which travel to faraway lands,
and each time they come home,
my insomnia shoos them away,
and holds me close.
My insomnia is a jealous lover,
he hates the soft and motherly touches of sleep,
as she lets me travel to lands beyond the sea,
his jealousy igniting fear in my eyes,
as he doesn't let her have me until the dawn of the day.
At the dawn of the day is when she'll have me,
he leaves a tainted kiss on my cheek,
vowing to always return,
to hold me close once the night begins.
My insomnia has chained me in a prison,
as the night pities me, as the day yearns for me,
the way I yearn for it too,
to wake up surrounded by yellow beams,
would sadly be left as nothing but a dream.”
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if i pass away,
my pen will mourn me longer
than my friends will ever do in a lifetime
it will sit cold on my study table,
its own bereavement fester
with the lifeless body buried somewhere
reeking of lost poetry
an ocean of mystery that seems
unsolvable now that the lead vanished
it will try to recollect the words
it used to scribble
and the emotions they carry
it will marvel at the depth of the scars
that resonate on the seemingly flawless pieces,
how many times in a day did i survive
the pangs before i decided the culmination
of a barren life
such a tragedy that it could only lie there
thinking of the past as its yearning
to be held burns with the candlestick
-mourn me longer,
katie, 16th of July 2021, 16:45
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I associate you with the color yellow.
If people had colors, that’s what I think you would be.
You are the golden hour.
Where the sun is beginning to set and bathes everything
in this stunning golden glow and people
just want to take pictures because it’s so beautiful.
You have this glow about you.
You’re radiant. And warm.
Being around you feels like when you are outside
and it is not hot but the sun is out and everything is peaceful.
You make me feel safe, you feel like home.
You would be a darker yellow, because while you
do have darkness inside you it does not
diminish how truly stunning you are.
You are a living reminder that just because something
is dark, does not mean it cannot also be radiant.
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