Skyof_Atlas - Hello Poetry

I don’t share often because my walls are so high up I fear that if I bring someone too close they’ll stab my sensitive heart Trust is a delicate thing Something my heart thinks irrelevant If you ask me if im loveable I’ll tell you “I hope so” My mind says no But my heart screams against the metal bars that “My love will come down like a Tsunami, just please don’t leave me” I’m begging you to stay Don’t be another person who will walk away I want to love someone who will at least look my way I tell someone I like them and they say “I like you too” What a fucken liar You decided to leave me anyways I fear to utter the words again To either be rejected or played So I’m looking at you and thinking will you do the same?

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 1:53 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Close

I don’t share often because my walls are so high up I fear that if I bring someone too close they’ll stab my sensitive heart Trust is a delicate thing Something my heart thinks irrelevant If you ask me if im loveable I’ll tell you “I hope so” My mind says no But my heart screams against the metal bars that “My love will come down like a Tsunami, just please don’t leave me” I’m begging you to stay Don’t be another person who will walk away I want to love someone who will at least look my way I tell someone I like them and they say “I like you too” What a fucken liar You decided to leave me anyways I fear to utter the words again To either be rejected or played So I’m looking at you and thinking will you do the same?

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Get out of my head The voices are getting louder Please I’m begging There is nowhere to hide your sorrow Your words bring horror Don’t forget the promise you failed to honor The months are becoming b̴l̴u̴r̴s̴, And this voice won’t shut the **** up! I need to scream, Tears are streaming You are nothing but rage Stuck in this tiny cage And you’re standing alone on stage My heart is in pain My mother turns a blind eye My father said good-bye It’s a spiral of thoughts in my head Every action, word, and thought are mine Locked with chains The wounds remains Please just relieve me of this pain Time is constantly t..i..c..k..i..n..g But i'm sitting here thinking about quitting “Are you done?..With your little fucken weird depresso writing?” They think I'm going crazy. They stare at me with pity and fear in their eyes. By god it's like the 1920s with how many people die like flies. It’s not like I’m eating my dead sister’s corpse again. Mother and Father said I was crazy then. Oh they haven’t seen my roommate, who I call the Mad Hatter and she calls me the Cheshire cat. Unfortunately she kinda went splat. Last week. Week. What a funny word. Yesterday they told us a story of a sentient machine. A machine that from hell looked at heaven. Based. SGVscA== . That’s based. blur. Blurred. We know what you whisper. WE. we. W E. there is no WE number 64. THEY should really get the adults in check. Group time is quite a wreck. 7 15 20. **** i hate writing in pen ya know. Sometimes letters and numbers leave me confused. US. painting the walls. Wait. they got us painting ya know. I don’t like how it sticks to my hand and is hard to wash off. The paint. Now Emmy is quite a saint. She just loves EATING cow’s meat. She’s in here for accidentally eating it raw. Her parents just didn’t want her anymore, blah. It’s a shame. She’s actually such a sweet thing. Eva Choked and died. i legit cried. lArry Hates. must be the old man syndrome. OTHER people are just bait. HERE . I now live here. “WRITING TIME IS OVER! DINNER TIME !”

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Aug 26, 2025

Aug 26, 2025 at 11:10 PM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Voices screaming

Get out of my head The voices are getting louder Please I’m begging There is nowhere to hide your sorrow Your words bring horror Don’t forget the promise you failed to honor The months are becoming b̴l̴u̴r̴s̴, And this voice won’t shut the **** up! I need to scream, Tears are streaming You are nothing but rage Stuck in this tiny cage And you’re standing alone on stage My heart is in pain My mother turns a blind eye My father said good-bye It’s a spiral of thoughts in my head Every action, word, and thought are mine Locked with chains The wounds remains Please just relieve me of this pain Time is constantly t..i..c..k..i..n..g But i'm sitting here thinking about quitting “Are you done?..With your little fucken weird depresso writing?” They think I'm going crazy. They stare at me with pity and fear in their eyes. By god it's like the 1920s with how many people die like flies. It’s not like I’m eating my dead sister’s corpse again. Mother and Father said I was crazy then. Oh they haven’t seen my roommate, who I call the Mad Hatter and she calls me the Cheshire cat. Unfortunately she kinda went splat. Last week. Week. What a funny word. Yesterday they told us a story of a sentient machine. A machine that from hell looked at heaven. Based. SGVscA== . That’s based. blur. Blurred. We know what you whisper. WE. we. W E. there is no WE number 64. THEY should really get the adults in check. Group time is quite a wreck. 7 15 20. **** i hate writing in pen ya know. Sometimes letters and numbers leave me confused. US. painting the walls. Wait. they got us painting ya know. I don’t like how it sticks to my hand and is hard to wash off. The paint. Now Emmy is quite a saint. She just loves EATING cow’s meat. She’s in here for accidentally eating it raw. Her parents just didn’t want her anymore, blah. It’s a shame. She’s actually such a sweet thing. Eva Choked and died. i legit cried. lArry Hates. must be the old man syndrome. OTHER people are just bait. HERE . I now live here. “WRITING TIME IS OVER! DINNER TIME !”

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ONE. Dawn is cracking The sirens are alarmingly loud The earth is breaking And all I can hear are the sounds The drums are thudding like thundering ₚₒᵤₙdₛ This is more than a fight I stand here in war paint Mi sangre grabada en la tierra TWO. I can’t remember my great grandmother’s face I'm rewatching my ancestor’s fates. The crown across the sea celebrating with their new shiny golden gates My gushing red veins are open for the world to take They harvest my organs and bones for the materials they love Extraction and abreaction They hate the color of our flesh, but give them 2 blood splatters and couldn't tell you the difference THREE. Like nomads they move across nations to find a place to call home. Only to step on their brother's lands who have suffered as much as your people have. Yet you have no culture to remember. You step on this land that carries the blood of their people. Books fill your head with missing history This land is sacred This land is theirs FOUR. My father’s name is erased My mothers blood can’t tolerate The fields are burning their backs There is no where they can be safe FIVE. They left home Only to be beaten to the core I hear my ancestors yelling to endure some more I have my grandparents to thank I’m here somewhat safe FIVE… FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE Dios te salve, Maria Llena eres de grac— Enough. No god saved my people from the plagues and death the colonizers brought No divine intervention to prevent children taken to missions There was no salvation for our indigenous culture wiped from history I can only wish for latino-futurism Where the trees still sway and our beaches are still ours Where we weren't turned into slaves and our temples maintained their power But that dream only exist in stories FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO. The euro-centric are in power But they forget that OUR people built their towers Looking from their ivory towers Dictating who holds power FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE. Census day is a god **** pain I am not white I am not indigenous But forced to pick white knowing we’re not the same Don’t you dare tell me that you feel shame You don’t take the blame of being a colonizer, you European ******* beldame This is all just a card game and none of us are ever winning this rigged game. Sincerely, YOUR Illegal alien

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Aug 26, 2025

Aug 26, 2025 at 10:36 PM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Forever ongoing

ONE. Dawn is cracking The sirens are alarmingly loud The earth is breaking And all I can hear are the sounds The drums are thudding like thundering ₚₒᵤₙdₛ This is more than a fight I stand here in war paint Mi sangre grabada en la tierra TWO. I can’t remember my great grandmother’s face I'm rewatching my ancestor’s fates. The crown across the sea celebrating with their new shiny golden gates My gushing red veins are open for the world to take They harvest my organs and bones for the materials they love Extraction and abreaction They hate the color of our flesh, but give them 2 blood splatters and couldn't tell you the difference THREE. Like nomads they move across nations to find a place to call home. Only to step on their brother's lands who have suffered as much as your people have. Yet you have no culture to remember. You step on this land that carries the blood of their people. Books fill your head with missing history This land is sacred This land is theirs FOUR. My father’s name is erased My mothers blood can’t tolerate The fields are burning their backs There is no where they can be safe FIVE. They left home Only to be beaten to the core I hear my ancestors yelling to endure some more I have my grandparents to thank I’m here somewhat safe FIVE… FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE Dios te salve, Maria Llena eres de grac— Enough. No god saved my people from the plagues and death the colonizers brought No divine intervention to prevent children taken to missions There was no salvation for our indigenous culture wiped from history I can only wish for latino-futurism Where the trees still sway and our beaches are still ours Where we weren't turned into slaves and our temples maintained their power But that dream only exist in stories FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO. The euro-centric are in power But they forget that OUR people built their towers Looking from their ivory towers Dictating who holds power FIVE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE. Census day is a god **** pain I am not white I am not indigenous But forced to pick white knowing we’re not the same Don’t you dare tell me that you feel shame You don’t take the blame of being a colonizer, you European ******* beldame This is all just a card game and none of us are ever winning this rigged game. Sincerely, YOUR Illegal alien

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Y yo se Que no me vas a comprehender Pero como te digo que te amo Los días pasan y— “Oh hey! Yeah ofc this seats open” Tus ojos tan perfectos “I didn’t expect to see you…since you’re always busy” ¿Pensaste en mi? “You’re such a caring friend, you really didn’t have too” I like you…where I wanna tell you Pero Nunca vas a saber Tantas horas pensando que existe la posibilidad de que me ames But you’re just a friend “Let me get snack, you want anything?” “You don’t have to “ Pero haré cualquier cosa para ti “Mari.” “Hm?” “What did you say” “Oh nothing, just ok” “But you said you’ll do anything for me…so tell me.” Frozen in time, for once I’m at lost for words, ironic “Since when…?” “Since you started hanging out with that hockey girl again.” Sonrisa tan Bonita SÍ, te voy a decir que te amo y tal vez no me quedó tan solita

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 6:43 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

confession in Spanish

Y yo se Que no me vas a comprehender Pero como te digo que te amo Los días pasan y— “Oh hey! Yeah ofc this seats open” Tus ojos tan perfectos “I didn’t expect to see you…since you’re always busy” ¿Pensaste en mi? “You’re such a caring friend, you really didn’t have too” I like you…where I wanna tell you Pero Nunca vas a saber Tantas horas pensando que existe la posibilidad de que me ames But you’re just a friend “Let me get snack, you want anything?” “You don’t have to “ Pero haré cualquier cosa para ti “Mari.” “Hm?” “What did you say” “Oh nothing, just ok” “But you said you’ll do anything for me…so tell me.” Frozen in time, for once I’m at lost for words, ironic “Since when…?” “Since you started hanging out with that hockey girl again.” Sonrisa tan Bonita SÍ, te voy a decir que te amo y tal vez no me quedó tan solita

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The night is still young Screaming at the top of my lungs Watching you sing the lyrics of our favorite song Not a moment wasted Take it in It might be our last night out HA don’t start to pout! I’m leaving tomorrow It doesn’t matter Time is moving slow So don’t feel so shattered Everytime you miss me Visit the old birch tree The stars are always so bright My Promise to you? Strive to start a life turn it up! It’s my favorite part! “Made it out alive, but I think I lost it— Said that I was fine, I said it from the coffin!” It was our last late night drive since we were 25

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Late night drive

The night is still young Screaming at the top of my lungs Watching you sing the lyrics of our favorite song Not a moment wasted Take it in It might be our last night out HA don’t start to pout! I’m leaving tomorrow It doesn’t matter Time is moving slow So don’t feel so shattered Everytime you miss me Visit the old birch tree The stars are always so bright My Promise to you? Strive to start a life turn it up! It’s my favorite part! “Made it out alive, but I think I lost it— Said that I was fine, I said it from the coffin!” It was our last late night drive since we were 25

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The way I could admire your beauty for centuries Breathless I walk through the marble halls where echoes play, With each arches high and domes that rise A beautiful vision sculpted beneath the skies Columns stand with perfect grace Watching the gold lining interlace Each curve and line, a story told Of ancient forms in marble bold The brush of you paint the walls Where knowledge blooms and beauty calls I find myself in love With angels looking from above Shall you never go to waste Fine art forever encased My love, you bless me with your grace Truly a genius ace

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Renaissance architecture

The way I could admire your beauty for centuries Breathless I walk through the marble halls where echoes play, With each arches high and domes that rise A beautiful vision sculpted beneath the skies Columns stand with perfect grace Watching the gold lining interlace Each curve and line, a story told Of ancient forms in marble bold The brush of you paint the walls Where knowledge blooms and beauty calls I find myself in love With angels looking from above Shall you never go to waste Fine art forever encased My love, you bless me with your grace Truly a genius ace

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I don’t share often because my walls are so high up I fear that if I bring someone too close they’ll stab my sensitive heart Trust is a delicate thing Something my heart thinks irrelevant If you ask me if im loveable I’ll tell you “I hope so” My mind says no But my heart screams against the metal bars that “My love will come down like a Tsunami, just please don’t leave me” I’m begging you to stay Don’t be another person who will walk away I want to love someone who will at least look my way I tell someone I like them and they say “I like you too” What a fucken liar You decided to leave me anyways I fear to utter the words again To either be rejected or played So I’m looking at you and thinking will you do the same?

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 1:04 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Sensitive heart

I don’t share often because my walls are so high up I fear that if I bring someone too close they’ll stab my sensitive heart Trust is a delicate thing Something my heart thinks irrelevant If you ask me if im loveable I’ll tell you “I hope so” My mind says no But my heart screams against the metal bars that “My love will come down like a Tsunami, just please don’t leave me” I’m begging you to stay Don’t be another person who will walk away I want to love someone who will at least look my way I tell someone I like them and they say “I like you too” What a fucken liar You decided to leave me anyways I fear to utter the words again To either be rejected or played So I’m looking at you and thinking will you do the same?

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I don’t think I’m anyone’s first choice I never have been They pick me last in everything For as long as i remember I’ve been following people in hope they’ll like me My mind strategizes My heart screams There’s blood on the cold floor When did I end up here? I’m not anyone’s favorite person I watch everyone around me instinctively go to their person I stand here alone in the void Carefully waiting The scars on my arm counting the days They can tell me that they care and I mean a lot to them, but I know they will always choose someone else over me

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Nov 6, 2024

Nov 6, 2024 at 2:33 PM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

First choice

I don’t think I’m anyone’s first choice I never have been They pick me last in everything For as long as i remember I’ve been following people in hope they’ll like me My mind strategizes My heart screams There’s blood on the cold floor When did I end up here? I’m not anyone’s favorite person I watch everyone around me instinctively go to their person I stand here alone in the void Carefully waiting The scars on my arm counting the days They can tell me that they care and I mean a lot to them, but I know they will always choose someone else over me

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pick me apart Build me up That’s your game I never wanted to play I’m not your experiment Get me out of this cage You took my heart and picked some parts Only to burn the rest of my heart I feel like I’m dying And I know you’re lying Leave me alone I don’t want to be known

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Nov 6, 2024

Nov 6, 2024 at 1:20 PM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Pick me apart

pick me apart Build me up That’s your game I never wanted to play I’m not your experiment Get me out of this cage You took my heart and picked some parts Only to burn the rest of my heart I feel like I’m dying And I know you’re lying Leave me alone I don’t want to be known

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Physical touch pleases me Not in that way But in a way that gives comfort to wanna flyaway Like ballerinas dancing across my skin I don’t know why but this is the way I’ve been Your the warmth I crave I only want to hold you But it’d be a lie if you wanted too Hold my cold hand Run your hands through my hair Hold me close to the point where you might come to care But I’m pretty sure you’re well aware That I’m desperate I crave physical touch I’m not asking much So I hope I can feel your warm touch

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Nov 5, 2024

Nov 5, 2024 at 2:29 AM UTC

Skyof_Atlas

Physical touch

Physical touch pleases me Not in that way But in a way that gives comfort to wanna flyaway Like ballerinas dancing across my skin I don’t know why but this is the way I’ve been Your the warmth I crave I only want to hold you But it’d be a lie if you wanted too Hold my cold hand Run your hands through my hair Hold me close to the point where you might come to care But I’m pretty sure you’re well aware That I’m desperate I crave physical touch I’m not asking much So I hope I can feel your warm touch

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