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540 · May 2017
In that darkroom
Dani Lenorà May 2017

when I start to write the words just launch then blast off, when my mouth close my thoughts countdown, my anxiety slows down and my soul breaksdown.
528 · May 2017
Remember...
Dani Lenorà May 2017
A loaded mind is way more dangerous than a loaded weapon. ✨
506 · Jan 2017
He found me
Dani Lenorà Jan 2017
He found me.
When I was lost

He found me.
When I was afraid

He found me.
When I was scared

He found me.
He showed me better days.
480 · Feb 2016
My ADDICTION
Dani Lenorà Feb 2016
2:12 in the morning, sitting in my bathroom and looking at my reflection in the mirror. what have I become? who am I? I mumble those words as they roll off my tongue into the smoke and fades away.
I grab a piece of the earth, the one who caused me of this pain and my sleepless nights, the pain I cant seem to escape.
Then i roll, i roll my fears , my memories , my late night thoughts and all of the anger that's build up inside of me until its tight enough to squeeze through the cuts and imperfections of my skin.
Next i set fire to it, i set fire to the pain, unhappiness , inconsistency, lies and betrayal.
I inhale, I remember all the good times, how much joy i had stored in my heart, reminiscing all the times i smiled for no reason and the moments i cant seem to shake.
I exhale... the times i cried alone and craved for your touch, the times i would call and get only your voicemail and the images i created inside of my head of you loving another woman the way you loved me... maybe more.. the images flowed through my heart but then slipped through the cracks and made its way through the emptiness of my soul... because its broken..
As i threw my head back i watched every pain, every feeling, every thought even every attempt.. just dance out.. scattering.. like the pieces of my heart..
I watched it fade away.. like you did.. and it felt **** good.  Like the way i use to feel at night when i would lay in your arms and feel like i was protected from the world. It felt good like the way you use to care ... the way you loved me..
People say don't do drugs, but sometimes drugs can make you smile and give you the best times of your life. When its gone, you get weak, you need it , you love it, its all your immune too. You don't care how much its hurting you, all you see that it is healing your pain.. you get addicted .. i was addicted to you, you were my drug.
My addiction.
210 · May 2017
Enough
Dani Lenorà May 2017
My Love was never enough.
My presence was never enough.
I was never enough for you,
Now you had enough.
173 · Dec 2017
TIME
Dani Lenorà Dec 2017
MEMORIES OF YOU BLAST THROUGH MY SOUL,
IT SEEMS AS IF THERE'S APART OF ME THAT JUST CAN'T LET YOU GO...
IF I COULD GO BACK AND TAKE MY LOVE BACK I WOULD BECAUSE IT SEEMS LIKE YOU DIDN'T APPRECIATE THE LOVE I HAD GIVEN YOU..
167 · Dec 2017
free write
Dani Lenorà Dec 2017
I'm sitting here staring at this screen after hitting backspace until all my words disappear. I hate being in my thoughts because I feel like I can't escape them.

what's wrong with me?

I don't feel completed, I don't feel solid.
This is the only place where I can be myself, where I don't have to pretend, where I can tell my truth.
Maybe it doesn't bother me because I don't feel judged or misunderstood. I can write my heart out and that's the beauty of poetry, you can always see the beauty in it even if its painful.

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