Fleeing to the woods,
The only comfort may I find.
Running from the flames,
Wishing they weren’t so unkind.
The tree line opens its arms,
Welcoming me in.
The leaves conceal me instantly,
Letting me forget all that has been.
There is no fog,
No wood has been petrified.
All my needs are satisfied.
It’s no cliché,
There is no lurking witch.
You can do anything here,
Those who see do not snitch.
Never letting the wind break through,
Such a tranquil scene.
A perfect place to lay my head,
To not age past sixteen.
At a certain willow,
My fingers all curled.
You can find my body,
But I slipped into another world.
Where five minutes is five hours,
Everyone puts on rose tinted glasses.
And I make my home in a field of flowers.
The smell of my rotted corpse so foul,
Assaulting everyone who confronts it.
You tell yourself I am in this heaven,
A lie, I am still here rotting through in this pit.
It’s not supposed to be personal,
Yet everything was done to contradict.
My soul was dormant,
Sweetness of bring in a trance.
Now I awake to nothing but torment.
Interrupted the shock,
You have brought this new world to an end.
Back in what used to be me,
Now death is my only friend.
It was euphoric,
It was everything I needed.
Falling in love with this place,
I never felt like a burden.
Then you came here,
And kicked down my door.
My pain was revealed,
Seized, crushed, and hurled straight at the floor.
Wouldn’t be so hard
If I wasn’t left out to deal with the cold
I long for a small town,
With good friends,
And a sweetie to call my own.
A much needed warmth
During such a frigid season.
The coziness of a home,
Where the fridge is full,
There’s always good company,
And there’s somebody in bed
That’s all I want.
You can’t find me where the sun is up and tan the skin. Catch me, if you can, when the dawn paints the sky of red and the morning is already cold. Catch me, if you can, at the sunset when the lands became dark and the ghosts walk around.
Because of my inability to stop thinking of new stories I’m just going to be one of those people that has 5 stories I constantly strain myself to update <3
I don’t think about you every day anymore,
I don’t check for you in my emails.
Without you I’m healing,
I’m coming back on the rails.
I’ve been doing better,
After you I refined a lot,
Yesterday I burned your sweater.
I guess I just wanted you to know how hard I fought.
Now I can listen to the songs that came in August.
Those albums I bought don’t make me cry,
They’re hidden away in my closet.
Along with your memory that has started to die.
I miss my favorite clothes.
My vinyls haven’t been played since…
It’s okay though I’ve learn a lot,
I’ve learned to hear that song and not wince.
You’d be surprised at how mature I am,
My smile even came back.
I began reading again,
I even bought a new hardback.
This isn’t really about you,
Even if it was, you still wouldn’t listen.
I’m so close to where I want to be,
That is if I keep taking my Wellbutrin.
It’s become somewhat careless,
Relying on these drugs.
If I miss a day,
It feels like my head is full of bugs.
Of course that isn’t your fault,
But I could have been vain longer.
I guess it’s better to know now,
Because of you I’m so much stronger.
I say with confidence now,
I don’t love you.
In fact I never reminisce,
I don’t miss the things we used to do.
There is something exquisite about you, you stir something inside me although I can’t exactly describe how I feel, it’s a strange feeling but it leaves me warm. There is something about your smile that is so enchanting I can’t look away. There is an uncharacteristic twinkle of crazy in your cinnamon eyes that can hold my attention for hours.
A friend tagged me in this today and dang it if it isn’t 100% true 🤣
Creo que nunca te escribí a ti anteriormente, el porqué es un misterio. Si, la que siempre me causa problemas y con la que tengo más sentimientos encontrados eres tú.
Sé por todo lo que has pasado, sé por toda la mierda que has vivido, pero aún así; no es NADA comparado con el verdadero sufrimiento que otros viven. Y aún cuando eres consciente de esto, te vale madres y te sigues hundiendo en esa miseria cada vez más. Y por ende te sigues llevando a la gente entre las patas.
Quiero hablar contigo, decirte lo que siento.
Querida Denash, te he visto crecer, vivir y pensar en que eras feliz, cuando no es así. Te tragaste las mentiras, te cegaste por el amor, porque solo de ello vivías, comías y deseabas. Amor.
Una palabra tan pequeña, pero poderosa. Tanto que te destruyó a ti, y hasta donde sé, se supone que el amor es para construir, no para destruir todo a su paso. Pero felicidades mi niña, acabas de descubrir que también es un arma muy filosa de doble filo.
Diste tanto amor que te quedaste sin el tuyo propio. Sé que son demasiadas, es más incontables las cosas de las que quiero hablarte, pero cada punto lo hablaremos a su tiempo.
Ahorita es una concepción de lo primero que vino a mi mente de ti, no de lo que objetivamente es.
Y pues es que la verdad, no sé cómo empezar. Y no porque no sepa de lo que te quiero hablar, porque by the way… si sé. Pero solo quiero explotar, a ver si con eso ya entiendes.
Ufff, necesito respirar.
Your earbuds are making you bleed,
Yet you can’t hear a thing.
All you can think of is,
The upcoming chastening pain.
You remember how agressive he was,
Bruising up your leg.
Told you how much you wanted it,
While he held you down, making you beg.
Demanding him to stop,
Wanting to scream for someone,
But his weight crushing you on top.
Thank god you were interrupted,
You know it could have been worse.
Something inside you breaks,
All you can do is cry and curse.
You forgot for a damn good reason,
But even when the memory was covered by dust,
Still it sat close by to remind you,
There is no one who can earn your trust.
It’s such a privilege to be distracted,
Few moments to relieve you the weight on your back.
It’s one little reminder,
And then your potential will begin to slack.
The prescriptions you take hold together all they can,
Drown your sorrows in substance,
Just trying to forget that man.
boys suck :/
Sometimes I wonder.
There are people who will just use you for their benefits. And then?
Then. They will throw you away. Like you were never there in the first place.
I stopped needing people a long time ago and I think that’s the reason I let people go very easily.
i wrote this hooked up to several drugs and an iv
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I look at my mother
Then think of her mother
Then look at my father
And think of his father
And how they‘ve learned to live on
To live through the promises or proclamations
I‘ve made to my younger self.
Finding it hard
To mesh it onto life itself.
So I live on
And pray for them.
I’ll find the right time for them
To recommend them yoga
Because it is kind to meditate
YOU WILL BE GIVEN THE TIME TO BREATHE
To close YOUR DAMN EYES. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. BREATHE.
To let out what you’ve been hiding within yourselves underneath.
When you’re angry at the world
Or often getting mad at herrrr.
BREATHEE. Close your eyes. Think it out. Then breathe.
See the sun that has already been givuun
To you and me
For you and me.
Blessed with a home.
Let out that energy.
Remember who you are.
Remember who you were blessed to be past‘s past tense.
But I do pray yieldingggg
I love them both
Conscious of them both
And pray that they both find healing.
Sometimes its not the lover you‘ve had
The love that you have for yourself
Or for life that is damaged.
The way we look life
The giver of the sun.
Of the rain.
Then go away all of yesterday‘s pain.
In a Generation. I am
Still with the motherland.
Hereos of our own.
We are our own. Given choices.
So where will life go and where this will lead idk.
Im in a job calitalized by society but
Instagram might probably make my dreams a reality.
A quote repost on my feed about reality.
And the importance of breathing. dreaming.
Be more calm. Feel more small.
Then open your eyes and live it all.
In an imbalanced world.
It is all prophesied from the moment born
Beings that lives
Born with own set of eyes.
What will we our owned pair of eyes.
Own sense of mind.
The powers of a bless-ED eyes
The being blessed with a mental disguise.
Just rambles nonsense I apologize for no grammar checks 🙏🏾
Kissa humari barbadi ka
Log humse aaj jab bhi puchte hai humari barbadi ki dastaan to hum suruat us ek naam se karte hai jiske bina akele se ho gye hai , kyoki wahi ek shaks hai jiske wajah se aaj ye humare halaat hai , usme galti sirf ek ki nahi humari bhi thi ke usse pehli mulakat me hi hume ishq ho gya or is ishq ke chakkar me humne na jane kya kya na kiya or is mukaam par aa thehre ke aaj barbaad logo me humara naam bhi sumaar hai..
Meri Barbadiyo Ka Kissa Yahan Se Suru Hua,
Main Unse Jab Mila, To Pehli Dafa Me Hi Ishq Hua..
Written by ketan shendey
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It doesn’t matter how many times life knocks you down, if you are determined and strong enough, you will get back up and move on. In every fall, you will have something to learn. Learn from your mistakes, get back up and walk on with the same spirit.
“Game of Love”
A future in my mind…stolen.
I no longer get a choice
But when it comes to falling in love
I rarely do.
It gets taken away too soon
Before it really had a chance.
So why should I love?
When I never wanted to hurt.
Not a choice
In either one.
From one heartbreak to the next
When I could never love before
Love is a game
A risky game of chance
A game of maybes and what-ifs
But I don’t want to be an if.
If he isn’t mine then I’ll come back to you.
There’s always another she
And so there’s never me
And nobody for me
Once again I’m alone
To feel the pain in my chest
And to learn to turn my cheek
And get past it again
I’m never enough
But I’ve alway had to try to be
Enough for me.
It’s getting harder to succeed.
There is only one way to solve a problem - TO SOLVE IT
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