lovelywildflower - Hello Poetry

there was an arrow that shot into my rib cage years ago i haven’t been strong enough to pull it out the poisoned tip sunk deep beneath the alleyways of muscles until it latched it’s teeth onto my bones the street lamps burned out two years ago i haven’t found the strength to replace the bulbs within the street signs all point to “Hell” my brain hasn’t stopped feeling like a night sky a soulless vast nothingness my heart feels like a bucket of water kicked over nothing in me will let me replace it what do you do when the map inside you has been painted over with black spray paint? the graffitied walls of your being cant be recognized anymore a whole ghost town of whispers and no where to turn where do you go when the compass inside you has broken? you etched a new map into the dirt but the wind blew it away what do you do when the whole world is against you? maybe being lost is the new way of living feeling nothing barely breathing what do you do when you don’t want to fight anymore? how do you escape the deep downpour? blocked off streets and no detours stuck in the middle of endings where to turn to? sit and watch the sky darken to pitch black phantoms sitting hand in hand staring into you like they’ve got something to prove or choose the ending choose the unfathomable choose to leave what do you do when you’re too scared to choose? dark alleyways and nothing to lose broken windows and a little bit of smoke what do you do when it all feels like too much? what do you do when you can’t get it to end? what do you when you can’t stop the voices in your head? what do you do when the words all blend? and what do you do when you can’t leave your bed?

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Jul 12, 2020

Jul 12, 2020 at 1:07 AM UTC

dark alleyways & nothing to lose

there was an arrow that shot into my rib cage years ago i haven’t been strong enough to pull it out the poisoned tip sunk deep beneath the alleyways of muscles until it latched it’s teeth onto my bones the street lamps burned out two years ago i haven’t found the strength to replace the bulbs within the street signs all point to “Hell” my brain hasn’t stopped feeling like a night sky a soulless vast nothingness my heart feels like a bucket of water kicked over nothing in me will let me replace it what do you do when the map inside you has been painted over with black spray paint? the graffitied walls of your being cant be recognized anymore a whole ghost town of whispers and no where to turn where do you go when the compass inside you has broken? you etched a new map into the dirt but the wind blew it away what do you do when the whole world is against you? maybe being lost is the new way of living feeling nothing barely breathing what do you do when you don’t want to fight anymore? how do you escape the deep downpour? blocked off streets and no detours stuck in the middle of endings where to turn to? sit and watch the sky darken to pitch black phantoms sitting hand in hand staring into you like they’ve got something to prove or choose the ending choose the unfathomable choose to leave what do you do when you’re too scared to choose? dark alleyways and nothing to lose broken windows and a little bit of smoke what do you do when it all feels like too much? what do you do when you can’t get it to end? what do you when you can’t stop the voices in your head? what do you do when the words all blend? and what do you do when you can’t leave your bed?

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_there’s_ _something_ _comforting_ _about_ _the_ _vacancy_ _in_ _my_ _heart_

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Jun 10, 2020

Jun 10, 2020 at 2:24 AM UTC

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