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Ivy Davenport Apr 2020
confessions of an infj:

THE LIVING PARADOX

there are no easy decisions... every choice is a debate in mind

actions are not simple actions...there are motives behind everything

our minds have no off switch so it is a constant inner conversation

we are both the strongest and most sensitive hearts all at once

you cannot read us but we know you better than you know yourself

our compassion is spilled for everyone until the limit is pushed

then, you see the darkest side of us... our absence of care

can't always figure ourselves out, yet everyone else is a solved puzzle

will understand your intents are desires the most, yet completely

misunderstood and alone

wants to understand how your feeling but will never open up
if you ever have any questions or need some advice from an INFJ who gets you... message me:) im always here
Ivy Davenport Apr 2020
why do I feel the most alive when the world is asleep?
most real when people's minds are in dreams?
most heard when no one is listening?

same as the moon
I burn brightest
in the darkness

a candle of the living
Ivy Davenport Apr 2020
words
are the actions
of the soul
Ivy Davenport Apr 2020
her eyes were green
with golden flecks
candy apple red staining
the center ring
flowing out into a dark forest ivy
her lips soft and plump
like bubblegum
puckered out like
a blooming flower
rosey cheeks painted
with a gentle watercolor
and freckles speckling
her little button nose
like snow
last of all her hair
the perfect strawberry field
red, auburn, ginger
smelling fresh and pure
she smiles
Ivy Davenport Apr 2020
I dyed my hair red

I feel like I'm dead

so much as been said

it's all in my head
i cant go back now...
  Apr 2020 Ivy Davenport
Ghada Marai
My pen dried from the ink
so did my eyes from all the tears
but i still have words to speak
and more wailing to weep
.
Im all torn apart
laying face down on the ground
a lifeless corps down earth
whilst a mind is roaming among the stars
somewhere i could meet you or even see you from afar.
.
   I wonder when all of this will face an end ,
" one day " as one said
truth, untold
words, unspoken
promises were broken
Eyes that lost the spark , waited in the dark.
but what if it was true, that only me and you
                                                          will last .
                       will you come searching for me ?
                                                 cause im long lost .
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