that never ends.
A metaphor for life, my friend.
What I’d give to be yours.
It’s been so long,
I forgot it’s warmth.
They don’t feel like you.
How is it possible
that one can simultaneously
I feel both.
Tell me, how does one go on?
My biggest fear
is that this time next year
The difference is mine is by force,
and yours is by choice.
I didn’t want it to be perfect,
I just wanted it to be with you.
I search for you in everyone -
Officially missing you
All that we were has turned to bone,
and social media is the graveyard
The poetry isn’t in all these words —
It’s in knowing I survived them.
Holy smokes! Thank you everyone for all of the support! I don’t come here too often so I did not expect this; what a beautiful surprise ♥️
My heart is a tomb,
waiting on your body to
she said she wants to be the girl with the most cake
she fakes it so real she's beyond fake
she loves him so much that it turns to hate
but she never felt the rush that comes with your taste
like a hit in the veins you can't replace
like an addiction so good you don't want saved
always searching for the high in a different shape
but there's no comparison, you can't escape
your heart aches and aches and aches and aches
perfume that's just his scent, he begs
and breaks and breaks and breaks and breaks
white roses flow from between your legs
drown him till he makes you shake
in this love, the only winner is fate
This is **** but I love it
I have 124 screenshots of proof that you loved me.
I really don't have anything witty to say about the way someone stops caring for you.
And there's nothing poetic about that.
has been dug out
with a spoon
I used to want to go beyond the mountains
Now I want to fly above them.
How do you love
There comes a time when you recognize
When you lie awake at night
Remembering past experiences
How much you've learned
At every turn
And every thought of your thoughts you thought were wrong that were actually right
And you remember how your chest used to feel so sunken that you couldn't sleep
And the dark would creep its way in
Fill you with sin after sin after sin just to get rid of his grin that was burned so deep within your psyche that your dreams played it on repeat
A broken record
Same ****, different man
Same bed, same times waking up to check for texts that you already know didn't come
Ignored by a different number from almost the same someone
Alcoholic tendencies behind every heartbreak
Every fake "baby"
Every daily wake
and I try to cry but I shake, I shake, I shake
Mine has dry summer heat
Size 12 jeans with a hole in the knee
Back when we were drunk off of each other instead of just drunk
When fishing string kept our fingers in knots
and I knelt by ***** water creating sins instead of confessing
Mine has smoking cigarettes in bare feet
Moonshine on thanksgiving
The moan that escaped your mouth after our first kiss
The night on my bed when the only heaviness in the room was your body on top of mine
When you used to whisper, "I never knew love until I felt you"
and I would cry, "I thought I knew, I thought I knew..."
It is haunting,
you were in
t o u c h
Some days you don’t exist at all;
others, you bend me at the spine until I snap.
I have felt like dying over you
more times than you've
It’s as far as remembering the girl who got an abortion to you used to work at bed bath and beyond. I can't think of entering that store without envy.
That time I tried to grab your hand in the car and you conveniently switched them on the steering wheel.
All the times you chose me. All the times you changed your mind.
I've avoided an entire town for 3 ******* years because I can't enter it without remembering you entering me.
I hate myself for all of this.
I'm so tired of dreaming of you,
dreaming that you've fallen in love with someone new.
breaks my heart every fuxking time
Since when has loneliness
has it not?
You make me sick with love;
Your love makes me sick.
it's the latter.
When people ask, I am just going to say, "I love you"
Because I don't know
what else to do
I can't hide it anymore.
Do sick girls get to choose?
have a choice?
Being chronically ill ***** ***
I’m hoping you miss me
or feel bad for what you’ve did
but I can’t bring myself
to believe it's true.
But I want to.
Lord knows I do.
I like to think that's why you ran away. Because you were afraid you wouldn't be able to make me happy.
I don't think you ever understood - you were the only thing that did.
He came back.
I'm so sad
and I want you
i wish i were skinny enough to have you.
The heart is not a revolving door.
Sooner or later, it changes the locks.
whether unintentionally or not.
Everything I write
is so ******* sad
and I'm so ******* sad
and everything in general
is just so.
I don't want to love you
My cousin asked what my resolution was for next year
I said, "to survive".
She said saying that was morbid,
but I think it's morbid if you don't.
wishing to be happy.
I feel as if someone has stolen the piece of me that lies between my neck and pelvis
That I have evaporated over time from holding down the acid that comes with speaking your name
I do not remember what it feels like to be touched by a man
or anything capable of showing affection
as I have not been able to feel my own skin in 3 years;
when you numb, it is not just a piece of your heart:
you cannot feel your tongue
you are no longer responsible for what comes and goes;
when you numb, the problem isn't that you're unable to feel,
the problem is that no one ever tells you
you feel too **** much.
Maybe it was all a dream
I'll wake up and I'll be 17 -
get to do it all again.
I no longer turn dates
from now on you'll be
just another day,
There's an emptiness inside of me:
you couldn't cut me if you tried
I'm so sad.
And there's nothing
I am jealous,
of the girl,
I used to be.
T h e y
a c t
h a v e
c h o i c e
By the time I came alive,
I know you better
than you know yourself
You think he's the one,
but he's just someone else.
I fear that,
like the snow,
I will not