ive finally found clarity... this new, alien feeling, i will treat it as if is it was a fledging tree. i will be tender with its root and I will sit back and watch with unparalleled awe at what i accomplished. green-thumb, green eyes darken to a lovely amber, i am ready to start over… Continue reading i am ready to start over
i woke up and then you were gone- i searched high and low, beneath a waning tree, and by that boy’s house who once said he was going to marry me. maybe one day I’ll accept the truth: that a love that is honest and true scared you more than the demons whispering in my… Continue reading and then you were gone…
i think you are still stuck in the past; trapped in an endless sleep cycle of should have’s and maybe’s. it’s a treacherous thing, to fall asleep lonely; waking up facing the left side and your heart grumbling as if it’s hungry. but as of lately, instead of facing reality, you close your eyes and… Continue reading stuck in the past
I was looking over some older poems and it is crazy how a writer's voice can change. I noticed a trend of my writing from last year. It was so dense with raw, angry emotions. A whirlwind of desire, confusion, and betrayal. In those moments, I felt like I was helpless to these emotions I… Continue reading unrequited
the possibilities should have been endless; a treasure trove bursting with winking jewels, you could have sipped at my glee, nourished on my love, you would have been fat and fleshy. now you are starving. dying. because you misplaced me.
you never wanted the truth, did you? i read you like a book; loose spine and worn pages, you were easy to decipher. you would rather settle in a cesspit of lies, coddle yourself on your own demise, but i won't let you, i won't allow you to do anything but rise ✨
so small, you reduced me to. never petite in my waist, thighs, or the fire burning in my eyes, did you feel big, because you reduced me until i was weak? @amateur__poet ✨
<self-destructive behavior: outward versus inward> i suppose, there are two types of self-destructive people: those who implode and those you explode. those who implode, are the type who silently fight a battle within themselves. they bottle up their emotions, put masks up to assure others that they are okay, and in more extreme cases,… Continue reading self-destructive