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IdealPyro
IdealPyro
18/Genderqueer/United States of America I'm just a person who loves poetry.
It is silly to think my head is plagued by death The many different forms that seemed to shroud me this year A never-ending tragedy with no end in sight The death of my relationship with my partner The many nights I spent crying, breathless and tired Sitting up in bed staring blankly, my mind wired No one could have prepared me for your departure One moment you were there, loving me and saying it Only for the lies to come forth as you left me alone and empty The death of my Uncle weighing on me So close to coming home to stay with family But not soon enough as we buried you with a small tree It's weird to think of how you were here one moment Now just a memory as I sit replaying the memories, losing sanity The death of what family I had left No one wanting the queer kid or ****** up child Despite you being the reason I'm so ******* depressed Yet you have no problem ignoring me and allowing me to be exiled Forcing me to yet again grow up faster than I can as I begin my life The death of my own hopes and dreams as everything crumbles around me I lost everything and can only feel nothing Some would argue that I have finally been set free When in reality I am stuck suffering With all of this death it's no wonder it is the only thing on my mind How I sit now slowly and carefully counting my breathes As I await my own death
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Jul 31, 2021
Jul 31, 2021 at 10:00 PM UTC
The Year of Death
can't sleep i'm overcome by monsters, dark and vicious, ready for a feast            i can see them coming after me if i close my eyes for too long they're strong, sadistic, twisted clawing towards me            among them are shadows with claws, open jaws some are people though, eyes full of anger and hunger       smiles large and disturbing                       i see my father, i see the boogeyman i hid from as a child i see                                                                     Nothing it always stops right before they reach me                shaking, afraid, tired                          Oh so very tired i've wrapped myself so tightly in blankets to stop the shaking but it does nothing                i've resorted to sleeping with a light, trying with all my might to ignore the shadows they dance and turn, howl and cackle, gaze and smile, beckon me to join them                       i am scared                                                                              i am lost                                                                                       i am alone why can't i find home, i know the address          know what it looks like but my maps don't lead me there No                it leads me through a hell unknown tell me when does it end?            because i'm tired of this game and just want some comfort before i can no longer breathe
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 10:42 PM UTC
im getting bad again
can't sleep i'm overcome by monsters, dark and vicious, ready for a feast            i can see them coming after me if i close my eyes for too long they're strong, sadistic, twisted clawing towards me            among them are shadows with claws, open jaws some are people though, eyes full of anger and hunger       smiles large and disturbing                       i see my father, i see the boogeyman i hid from as a child i see                                                                     Nothing it always stops right before they reach me                shaking, afraid, tired                          Oh so very tired i've wrapped myself so tightly in blankets to stop the shaking but it does nothing                i've resorted to sleeping with a light, trying with all my might to ignore the shadows they dance and turn, howl and cackle, gaze and smile, beckon me to join them                       i am scared                                                                              i am lost                                                                                       i am alone why can't i find home, i know the address          know what it looks like but my maps don't lead me there No                it leads me through a hell unknown tell me when does it end?            because i'm tired of this game and just want some comfort before i can no longer breathe
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The definition of love is "a feeling of deep intense affection" This didn't make much sense to me though In fact if you told this to a child they'd be confused So I decided to write my own definition One that best explains what love is to me It is staying with someone despite their flaws or beliefs Standing beside them no matter the ups or downs It's when your eyes meet and your minds become one Being vulnerable in your emotions and sharing them Trusting them enough to be yourself, even the person no one else sees That fuzzy warm feeling when seeing them or something they like It is caring so god **** deeply that it hurts It is waiting for them with an umbrella because you know they hate getting wet, and it is pouring outside It is Oreo cookies in a sandwich baggie, in an even amount, to watch their eyes light up in happiness It is holding one another after nightmares that will forever haunt you both It is dancing in the dark basement, carefree and happy, messily tangled together It is the question game at midnight because you're both insomniacs It is slushies in my car, cuddled close, as the radio softly hums It is watching movies, both of us together, not at all paying attention It is the future we see in one another Love is Whatever you want it to be to you
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 10:32 PM UTC
What is Love?
"Our love was written in the stars!" You would shout I would disagree though Because to me WE are the stars Two different stars who have found one another Hurtling towards one another, fast and hungry Desperate to reach the other Until finally they're in one another's view Time seems to slow down Eyes meeting Arms out stretched Creeping towards one another Until we hit Mouths locked in a passionate kiss Everything around us is being engulfed in a blinding light We don't care or seem to notice Instead of destroying one another We meld and mesh into one No supernova Creating a bigger, brighter star It feels like hours but it has only been seconds Finally we are one A new beautiful star with a new universe Spectacular and full of new life All because stars collide
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC
Stars Collide
i have flown in a plane and i hated it, but when i look towards the birds i can't help but to want to join them it took me a while for me to realize what it was that i wanted then it hit me, as most thoughts do, out of the blue i remembered the story of Icarius and what happened to him once he gained his freedom he became drunk on it his addiction made him blind to the dangers of his freedom thus he died at the hands of what he craved in life much like him i want freedom i don't want to deal with my unsupportive mother who doesn't believe in what i feel i don't want to be stuck living in fear of my father and all he could do i don't want to have to keep pretending i am one person around my family and another around my friends i don't want to live in the body i was given because despite everyone calling it a gift i can't help but to laugh because to me it is a curse in which it is **** near impossible to live in and yet each day i go on hoping that when i'm old enough life will get better that my mother will accept me, and my father will leave me be that one day i will be who i truly am and my friends and family will know that me that one day i will make my body my own eventually the day will come when i get my freedom
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 9:08 PM UTC
Let Me Fly
Sleep is a beautiful thing, sadly I can't ever get enough of it She seems so close, yet she is always just out of reach She taunts me gloating of how heavenly she is, torturing me Others can easily get to her while people like me struggle for even the smallest of touches She only appears when she isn't needed In my classes, during practice and when I need to go out Then and only then does she grip me tightly not willing to let me go She knows what she's doing and yet she won't stop Yet still when I need her most she disappears So sleep child and leave your fears behind you Create a world of your own design Live and thrive there Let it become your own, because when you grow Your monsters will follow you and sleep will abandon you
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Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
Fleeting Sleep
What is it that you see When you look at me? Is it my hair That's slightly long? Is it my face That is round and soft? Is it my height That is shorter than most? Or is it my body Which doesn't match up with my mind? When you look at me Is it a boy or girl that you see?
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 11:50 PM UTC
When You Look At Me
I crave for your taste You're sweet, strong, and flood my senses Warming me from the inside out When my lips touch you I shiver from delight I know you are bad for me though But you're so good that I don't care You make me anxious more so than normal As I think of the people judging me for having you You make me restless as I pace the floors Worried of when you'll leave me again I can't stop shaking and moving If I stop it feels as though I'd be doomed to die Then later as you finally leave me I crash, falling over myself from exhaustion I love you, I need you But you're not good for me
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 8:27 PM UTC
Not Good For Me
On that day the birds were chirping Dogs were barking Children were outside laughing Parents were watching them laughing along with them All oblivious to the one house The house that has a blanket of silence bundling it Wrapped so tight that it was suffocating But if you listen carefully enough You can hear someone whispering Whispering three cursed words that would haunt everyone "He is dead..." He had been dead for three days Three days had gone and pass Days in which I carried on like nothing was wrong Because to me nothing was wrong The children still played The birds still sang The world still spun Yet he wasn't here anymore I wanted to scream and shout "Stop! How can you all be fine, he is gone, nothing is fine!" All the adventures we planned to go on All the hobbies we said we'd do All the promises he couldn't keep The worst part of all this Is that I am beginning to forget Forgetting the adventures The promises How his face looks How his voice sounded How I will never actually get to see him again Despite the fact that he was so happy Despite the fact that the doctors said he was getting better Despite the fact that he worked so hard He still died, even on a sunny day in April
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
He Died On A Sunny Day