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[serotinals]

I want to go to Alaska

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[grendel-menz]

It eats itself

 a poem about schizophrenia and grief

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[trustonlystars]

“For the first time, I didn’t want to pour pain into poems, I didn’t want to utter a word that showed how cracked and bruised my heart was. For the first time, I couldn’t find a heart that would listen to my broken poems and half reasoned rants. As if the world had gone silent, there was music but no one to hum along. I felt the distance creep on me, I heard loud silence I always wanted to run away from. For the first time, I didn’t have blood to bleed.”

- trustonlystars

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[justwordsonpages]

The little girl in me, she’s been laughing again.

The little girl in me, she was afraid she was unlovable. She was afraid no one would ever stay.

The little girl in me didn’t believe you were real at first. She still doesn’t, but she tries.

The little girl who wondered for so long why she wasn’t good enough for her own father to quit drinking. The little girl who wondered why he wanted to hurt her mom.

You see, the little girl in me, she grew up. In a household that told her that all men are evil. She grew up in a house where “I’m sorry” was too difficult to say.

Where feelings are not welcome past the front door.

Where we don’t have time for your emotions.

She grew up believing that her words did not matter.

The little girl in me was told “Good girls are seen and not heard” just one too many times.

She grew up in an adults only house where she took up too much space and always asked for too much.

The little girl in me, innocent as she was, didn’t understand why nobody cared what she had to say or feel.

That little girl in me, she had so much love to give that she threw it at anyone who would dare accept it.

She poured from her own cup for so long, she ran out of the love she’d given out.

That little girl grew up to love a man so much like her father.

The little girl in me told herself he must love her because he stayed this time. It doesn’t matter how he treats me because he’s here.

The little girl in me mistook abuse for love. Love in a man that was so much like his own father before him.

Until one day she found herself again. Until she was tired of being less than she is. She was finally free.

The little girl in me spent time planting gardens in my head and around my house.

The little girl in me met a different man with as much love to give as she did.

This man met her in the middle and never asked for more.

This man showed up every single day and proved that not all men are evil.

And the little girl in me finally has a safe place to rest her head.

The little girl in me doesn’t feel like she’s too much anymore.

That same little girl found the love she wanted to give before.

Except her cup never runs empty these days.

This is a man who always gives what he takes

And now the little girl in me, she’s been laughing again.

She said it was worth the wait.

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[lilacscentedwordvomit]

I’m searching for something I don’t know if I’ll ever find

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[rashmiipriya]

I did fell in love, you know,

Exactly at the moment you dropped your icecream on your tshirt , I dropped my heart at your hand, you didn't know that then.

I can now pinpoint the exact moment when my logical side of brain gave up and heart took over, I didn't know that then.

If someone will ask me (not you, of course, i will never tell you; not unless I am drunk), I will tell them I fell for you as you were wiping that icecream from your mouth and my gaze lingered a little more there to notice the shape of your lips.

I fell in love a little more when you were clumsily wiping that icecream from your shirt and I stepped in, mindlessly, to help you as if that was the most natural chore.

I fell for you more, for being the messy eater that you are. I made fun of you and you pouted saying it doesn't happen often.

When you answered that "I have to pick this up" phone call and I gestured that I should go and you told me to wait for five minutes, I already knew I was in trouble.

The kind of trouble one want to happen, the trouble one will welcome with their arms open, the kind of trouble one will be thankful for.

I fell in love with you exactly in those moments one by one and all at once.

-Rashmi

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[writingsbynh]

Motherly

I'd do anything to catch you from stumbling

Everything to keep you from falling

I'd shelter you as winter's calling

Hedge you in as snows howling

And when the dogs mauling

I'll keep you satisfied not starving

- 𝑵𝑯

𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟? 𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔! 💌

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[fungshoe]

The view halfway.

The rushing wind passes by, weightless as a feather am I.

The golden sunset just in my view, paints the water below in a orange hue.

The sounds of traffic and shouts become more silent as I drift now, halfway down.

A moment of guilt, the fear that once gripped my feet has passed as I see the view halfway.

Gravity guide me to the hue below, let me be at peace as I look at the view halfway down.

The silence grows as I approach the end, beyond halfway the view has changed.

At least I saw a beautiful view, halfway down.

By me.

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[blueblurryblob]

Excerpt from "The Wants Of God" Written By Aadarun B.

If I can't use my own hands to dig with my creations, work with them in pursuit of their growth without leading them to their corruption , without leading to the destruction of their fellow man and ultimately the destruction of the planet they inhabit; did I even make man to succeed in the first place?

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[escapadeist]

Recoil

I feel like I'm trapped

in a perpetual state

of an ironical existence

of my own making.

I want to be touched,

kissed,

loved,

devoured,

believed in,

and seen,

but I would do anything

to run away from it

if I see it coming from

even a mile's worth

towards me.

Why am I like

an overbearing mother

to the very heart that hurts me,

and like an absent father,

recoiling from the love I could feel?

- B

(P.S. haven't written in a long while, and felt like getting this gnawing sensation in the pit of my stomach out upon the world)

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[serotinals]

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[obsidiantheghostfaced]

Poetry time...

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[trustonlystars]

Some days, I have conversations in my head, with my mum. She tells me how she’ll bring me anything I want. And that’s true, I do get everything that I wish for, and it is great, sure as hell it is magical but- on some days it still feels like compensation.

Then I hear her pleading voice, loud and clear asking- what else can she do to reduce the heaviness in my heart? to reduce this aching emptiness within me?

She’s at the door that grants my wishes into reality, she’s trying so hard to make it up, so hard to fill in her absence with my endless wishes but some days it still feels like compensation.

And she’ll bring the world to me in a heartbeat but there’s nothing that fills the void.

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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[justwordsonpages]

It's incomprehensible to me, this thing we have.

I thought it only existed in movies.

That feeling of when someone is talking, and they're so captivating that you almost can't stand it.

The feeling of looking into someone's eyes and feeling it.

The feeling of such intense conversation that you're absolutely certain you have their full undivided attention.

That feeling of needing something, and someone just gives it to you. With no discussions. No begging them to love you. Just someone willing to show up for you, every single day, as much as they possibly can.

I'd never had that before, but I also never believed it was real.

But what's more, I've never had my mind read before.

See, I have so many insecurities that you know absolutely nothing about. It's something I don't let people see, but it's very tangible to me every waking moment. It's something I genuinely struggle with.

And yes, physical insecurities are also a problem of mine, but I mean mental insecurities.

The fear someone will just decide one day they don't care anymore, and leave. Forever.

The fear I may be too fat or not attractive enough. That surely someone else is better.

The fear I'm not smart enough, or funny enough, or I don't know what to say. I'm too quiet, so there's a lot of awkward pauses.

Every time we have an awkward pause, I freeze. Surely this will be the moment you decide to give up, right?

I just don't fit with you, you've seen it finally.

I'm afraid of those things because it's happened so many times. Relationships of all kinds, platonic, romantic, anything. I've watched them lose interest and give up on me time and time again. I've watched them decide I'm not good enough countless times.

And then there's you. My little mindreader. Who I've never voiced any of these concerns to, but somehow still always knows to put my mind at ease anyway.

I was worried you'd lost interest because you've stopped talking to me so much, so you started talking to me more suddenly. I didn't talk to you about how I was worried about that. You just knew. Maybe perhaps it bothered you too, I'm not sure.

I was worried you'd see me in person and then decided I'm not as beautiful as you'd thought. Which is completely fair. But you said you stalled your bike twice the first time we met in person, because you were flustered. But you always text me some variation of "good morning gorgeous". Every day. Reliably.

I was worried, when you suddenly stopped putting the words beautiful or gorgeous in your "good morning" texts. I didn't say a single thing about it. But you've suddenly started doing that again. How did you know?

And even though I don't believe I'm beautiful, you make me feel as though you find me beautiful and that's enough for me. Honestly, I think you could do better.

I was worried, because I don't see you that often, and we stopped having more intimate, sexual conversations. And then you started initiating more of that as well.

I was worried, when you got extra drunk at a football game with your friends. But you texted me the entire time until you got home, and kept flirting with me the entire time. And I never asked you to do that.

I was worried because you stopped kissing me as much. And then without being prompted, you started kissing me more.

I was worried because you hadn't been texting me as much lately but you've been spending a lot of time with this new group of friends you have now, but you always tell me about what you guys were doing and what happened. And I never had to ask.

I was worried, because when we fall asleep together you hadn't fallen asleep facing me in a while with my leg around your waist. It's so incredibly intimate, and I've only ever done that with you. And the very day I even had the thought, you did it. You fell asleep facing me, and you even asked if I was okay before you fell asleep. There's a small chance you may have already been mostly asleep, but you still asked if I was okay before you allowed yourself to sleep.

You have matched my energy on every level every day, without ever being asked. And I don't know what I've done to deserve it. I don't know how you always know exactly what I need and give me more of it. I really don't. Sometimes I don't even know what I need.

I haven't felt lucky like this in well, ever.

But that's how I know, it's you.

And I hope you know I'm nothing but grateful every step you take.

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[itswhatthemindwants]

erased

tw

from 21 days to 14 seconds

what felt as if a lifetime of fighting

erased with the press of a button

all that work and struggle

and hardship and pain

just to be erased by the press of a button

what a waste it feels

to spend so long trying

and walk away from it

feeling no achievement

not even in the slightest

feels as though there is no point in trying again

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[lilacscentedwordvomit]

Don’t make me fall in love with you

Love is too boring and I’m afraid of you using it too loosely.

Let me trust you.

My trust doesn’t come easy. Let me trust you enough to love me.

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