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Rita Jan 16
Simple words and simple choices,
Make me feel most loved.

When I know I am cared for,
And taken care of.
Rita Jan 8
Out of everyone, you picked me.

These past few months flew by like lightning,
Strikes and river flows, ebony skulls and my nightmares hunting me down like deer.
But there was one thing that pushed me forward.
The days I woke up with your back to me, or the night I shook from the terror of my nightmares,
Just to hear your comforting voice, the smoothness of honey, dripping down my throat.
When the clock striked midnight and I looked in your eyes, I knew there was something coming to be.

For some reason, you picked me.
Oct 2023 · 79
Treasure
Rita Oct 2023
The paper says its Tuesday,
But I don’t believe it.
And my charger lays on my bed,
But I cannot reach it.

I left my soul at the bottom of the wrong bottle,
Where no treasure could be found,
Only the writhing agony of emptiness
That I ended up drinking again.

If you’d ask me,
Loneliness tastes of whisky.
Love tastes of ***** and my soul tastes like ****.
I am a rotten person, with rotten ways.
I hate myself.
Oct 2023 · 188
Papercuts
Rita Oct 2023
It’s pathetic really,
I’m looking for you in the skies,
Even when I know you’re not mine.

Papercuts hurt more than knives,
And it really meant something when you held my finger,
Dripping with blood,
And you kissed it.
Oct 2023 · 73
Colder
Rita Oct 2023
It’s getting chilly,
And I would much rather freeze by myself,
If you can’t warm me.

“Your fingers are cold”
“When are they not?”
Jul 2023 · 265
Clouds
Rita Jul 2023
The clouds tell stories of gruesome happenings.

A bunny, shooting its head off,
It keeps grabbing but it’ll never get it back on.

A face of a man, looking down on us all.
With an expression of greed, but it’s really sadness hidden in it all.

I’m dreaming clouds today,
With a tired look.
Jul 2023 · 152
Rose
Rita Jul 2023
Blooming in your hearts garden,
In your cage is where I wish to be.

Hold me and preserve me,
Give me your delicate touch,
It’s all I need to grow,
I plead.

Lay your harsh eyes on me,
I feel your emotion.
Don’t leave my love at sea,
Please?

I’m just a little rose,
And I swear when your eyes land on me,
Time slows.

At the end of the day,
I’ll always belong to you.
And you’ll always remember me,
As the little flower you grew.
Jul 2023 · 102
Leaf
Rita Jul 2023
She’s a leaf,
Dangling on the end of a branch,
Surrounded by so many others,
But she just doesn’t understand.

A butterfly spread its wings,
Their colours vivid as they fly,
Their wings flutter,
Fairy dust sprinkling way up high.

Purely coincidentally,
Some of their fairy dust fell,
On top of a lonely leaf,
But oh so pretty she felt.

Twinkling in the sunlight,
Her smile shined just as much,
Until the rain came,
And washed it all off.

She’s a leaf,
Dangling on the end of a branch,
Surrounded by so many others,
But she just doesn’t understand.
Rita Jul 2023
A fragrance of roses gifted by the Autumn wind blessed my senses.
Love that can only be felt on a Spring morning,
Came to me right there.
The skies brightened up,
Colors, shades from orange to purple painted the innocent sunrise.
My lilies sang to me, with love that touched the deepest part of my soul,
I plant for their garden, my love spreading through the cracks of my hands, into their soil.
I find myself longing for your warmth, the pure soothing of my being.
But as my memories fade, and my roses lull me to sleep,
A picture of you in my mind is the only thing i wish to keep.
Jul 2023 · 365
It’s not about teeth
Rita Jul 2023
These days i brush my teeth early,
I look at myself in the mirror,
But I can’t see clearly.

My eyes look bloodshot and black,
But I feel the best and worst i’ve felt.
Jul 2023 · 89
Sleep
Rita Jul 2023
I can’t sleep.

My childhood dreams are chasing me down with knives,
Trying to stab my back,
Screaming at me, saying i ruined their lives.

Their words turn into jumbles,
And I can’t understand them,
But they keep japping at me,
Wanting me to relive them.

I’m sorry I left you,
But I had to.
I needed a type of comfort you couldn’t provide,
So I had to decide,
To put my happiness over my pride.
Jul 2023 · 107
Almost 20
Rita Jul 2023
-And then you raise your voice,
And i’m 6, hiding whenever I can.
Trying to block out the sound, covering my ears and yelling louder than you,
Except i’m not 6, i’m 19.

You try and befriend me,
Come closer to try and see me.
But i’m so little, hiding under the table,
By the terrace, holding my dad’s picture,
Wondering if the flat we’re in is too high for me to jump,
But in reality i’m not so little, I’m almost 20.

My nightmares wake me up,
And I run,
I scream,
I cry and weep,
And try to escape my fears.
But i’m not so fast as i used to be,
I’m almost 20.
Mar 2022 · 90
Windowsill
Rita Mar 2022
The sound that covers my vision
Throws me back to the memories of my windowsill
The window I used to stare out of for hours at a time
Sitting by it, dangling my legs out
Wondering what would happen if I just jumped.

Roses coated the outside of the wall below the first story window I often found myself by.

The vision I dream twists and I find myself laying on the hardwood floor by my white windowsill.
It's nigh-time and the moonlight leaks into my room, shining a blinding light on to the door.
I stare at the ceiling and feel the vibrations of the music on the floor

The house is silent, I know I'm not alone
But in this moment, nobody can hear nor reach me.
I turn my head and look towards my windowsill, admiring the starry night I lay below.

I gently close my eyes and hum the lyrics of the song playing,
Just as I find myself doing right now.
Mar 2021 · 195
Coffee
Rita Mar 2021
I let myself drown in coffee,
My feelings trickle down my throat
Almost choking me.
Just like medicine,
I make a bitter face.
I claw at the sides of the cup,
Desperately trying to survive,
Until I realize,
I've already died.
Feb 2021 · 106
Gone
Rita Feb 2021
When I dissociate it's like heaven.
I rip the barrier between reality and dreams apart.
I'm part of both.
Dec 2020 · 88
How do you feel
Rita Dec 2020
A voice chants to me
"Wake up"
"How do you feel?"
"Wake up"
"Please wake up"
In the most monotone way I could possibly imagine
"Please hold"
"Please hold"
"Please hold"
"Wake up"
"Wake up"
It makes me not want to
open my eyes
to the bright light
That is,
My lamp.
I know I'm alone, and nobody is here
So why does that voice still talk to me?
Dec 2020 · 65
Run
Rita Dec 2020
Run
The familiar tune shoots me back
into the past.
I can't help it
If i resist it,
I know it'll get worse.

The vague and broken memories
Reach out to me,
Like a hand in a burning house.

I'm afraid to trust it,
I can't recognize if the hand I'm seeing
Is myself,
broken, beaten, buried.
Screaming a song of beautiful pain
A plead for help.

Or if its myself,
Evil, envious, empty.
Looking to pull me back
Into the trauma, the house
That still manages to haunt me to this day.
Dec 2020 · 78
Some time
Rita Dec 2020
It's been a while
I hardly recognize this song of art.
Not that it matters,
I know it's still stored deep inside my heart.
Dec 2020 · 59
begging darling
Rita Dec 2020
That's  right
step on  my  feelings
Tell me  everything  that's wrong with me
I beg of you
Hand me the  hatred  I deserve
Enlarge the  self hatred  I already have.
Don't care if I cry
Be busier
Don't pay  attention  to me
Punish me
For the inevitable,
For something I couldn't change even if i wanted to
I beg of you
Ruin me  before I do
So that I have someone to blame
Nov 2020 · 55
Untitled
Rita Nov 2020
Four black walls
I feel like I'm dying
Nov 2020 · 55
Writers block
Rita Nov 2020
Writers block creeps behind me,
I find myself not writing for weeks.
The disappointed sigh that I exhale whenever I sit by my laptop
Seems to be a whole routine by now.
Rita Nov 2020
I miss seeing notifications pop up on my phone
A little message from an old friend
A little birdie on my screen.
Holding a letter from the other side of the world.
Nov 2020 · 63
Simple
Rita Nov 2020
5 minute poems
I don't think about them.
But they're magical
The purest expression of thoughts and feelings.
No fancy wording,
No fancy rhymes.
Just simple thoughts.
Nov 2020 · 56
Hurt
Rita Nov 2020
Little do you know that your little gesture
Of putting the second earplug in
Even if I wasn't talking
Hurts me
Nov 2020 · 65
Hold me
Rita Nov 2020
Hey baby,
How are you doing?
I know I'm right beside you
But it seems like I'm flying away.
Won't you hold me please?
I feel like I'll disappear
Oct 2020 · 124
Memories
Rita Oct 2020
I'm losing pieces from me
And I'm suffering.
I can't get them back
I can't remember.
Are all the happy memories I made,
Just a waste?
I won't be able to remember them anyway.
Oct 2020 · 63
Pills
Rita Oct 2020
Red pill, blue pill
What will you take today.
To face all of your failures,
Or look forward to the tomorrow, that'll be just the same
As today.
Oct 2020 · 71
To my dad
Rita Oct 2020
There's an ocean of silence between us,
And i feel like everytime we get closer,
We just drift further apart.
And I want you to know,
That right now I just want to fall asleep,
So that you wouldnt have to see me fall apart.
I know I said that I was afraid of dying,
But what if i was just lying?
Your threats mean nothing anymore,
An empty sound,
A gruesome cold war.
Innocent promises,
Dad,
Your rottenness is prominent.
Oct 2020 · 50
Numb
Rita Oct 2020
Morning thoughts fog up my mind,
And I can't feel at all.
Oct 2020 · 57
Beast
Rita Oct 2020
There's a though I have to let out
A beast, trapped in my mind.
Going wild.
It won't let me sleep,
Won't let me eat.
I've became sick,
I face my reflection,
And I don't recognize the person in front of me.
Sick, thin,
A sack of bones.
Hollowed thighs,
Bloodshot eyes.
Oct 2020 · 65
Baby
Rita Oct 2020
To the boy who manages to pull me up,
Every single time I fall.
Don't you know
That those lips,
Kiss,
Simply magical,
Pure bliss,
It's not only this.
That makes me miss,
Every part of you.
To that boy,
Don't you know I love you?
Oct 2020 · 62
Behind
Rita Oct 2020
I threw everything out,
I broke everything,
Including hearts.
Today is the day I leave,
Leave all the tear filled eyes behind.
Oct 2020 · 58
Admiration
Rita Oct 2020
Like the most lovely stars,
Your eyes shined the same
I hope that you would....
You would just set your gaze upon,
The person,
Who adored you most.
Oct 2020 · 78
Longer
Rita Oct 2020
Darling just stand a little bit stronger
I need a little bit longer
To sort out everything
Feelings
Dreams
Imaginations
Stay with me a little bit longer
I swear I'll get a little bit stronger
Oct 2020 · 58
Eye contact
Rita Oct 2020
Avoiding looking at people in the eyes
Because I know that when I smile
I'll feel bitter after laughter.
Oct 2020 · 61
Busy
Rita Oct 2020
His laugh lights my world up.
And I know I want to say,
That the brightest stars pale in comparison to him
But somehow I can't bring myself to.

He's busy,
I mutter to myself.
Oct 2020 · 63
Art
Rita Oct 2020
Art
Feels like we're worlds apart,
But here we sit in the same room.
Our eyes meet.
Art to art,
Pain to pain,
And we recognize the same kind of agony in each other.
Oct 2020 · 87
Dreamers
Rita Oct 2020
I don't have any thoughts to share,
I'm sorry.
It's only my experiences and dreams.
They say poets are dreamers after all.
Oct 2020 · 53
Soul
Rita Oct 2020
My hands trembled as I gripped the remaining pieces of me.
It's not like I wanted this.
I didn't ask to be broken,
I didn't ask to be left behind.
My legs shook as I tried to stand my own ground.
Only to get pushed down.
Kicked and cut,
Touched
And left to die.
Tell me,
Am I *****?
Oct 2020 · 50
Tired
Rita Oct 2020
I'm tired,
I can't focus.
My eyes are heavy from all the tears I hold back.

I'm sleepy,
I want to sleep.
My mind won't let me relax, or simply not think.
Sep 2020 · 60
Stone
Rita Sep 2020
Face it,
Scream as much as you want.
Look at my face,
I'm emotionless.
I'm stone.
Sep 2020 · 61
Strangers
Rita Sep 2020
Dear stranger,
I have yet to find out your name.

You said we live in different worlds,
but look at us stranger,
Our realities collide.

I remember you,
Only slightly.
The soothing voice that read me bed time stories,
Remember that, "stranger"?

The one who tucked me into bed,
When mom thought you were out.

Well, stranger.
I wish you all the best,
Although I wish to never see you again.

I wish,
For us, once again
To become strangers.
Rita Sep 2020
I have nothing to say,
Nothing to write.
My hands work and I sit back and watch.
I watch what THEY come up with.
Delightful it might be,
It's like the angles took my hand,
And started writing my own feelings out.
Letting my blood flow
Like silky red wine.
Letting my flesh be visible,
Along with my feelings that hide a bit deeper than flesh.
Sep 2020 · 49
Kiss
Rita Sep 2020
The pure focus his expression holds,
I can hear the wheels turning in his head.
Click clack, click clack.
His hands against the keyboard.

My voice speaks up,
Just slightly,
Maybe overly politely:
Can I have a kiss?

All the focus towards the screen in front of him vanishes,
And pure bliss surrounds me.
He turns around,
And in the silence,
He kisses me.
Here
Sep 2020 · 86
Happy songs
Rita Sep 2020
All these thoughts are taking over my mind,
And none of the happy songs are big enough to hide behind.
I try to keep it positive,
But as soon as I think of the future, I see what's the causative.
Happiness, laughter, magic, luck and charms
None of these could keep out the alarm
Blaring in my head,
Simply screaming to take the lead.
In this moment I turn to poetry and music
Creating a new world, but I know it's just a punic.
Or my family,
But I hesitate, because I know they're fighting their own agony.
Sep 2020 · 57
Puppet boy
Rita Sep 2020
Darling puppet boy,
His makeup all smeared.
The tears his eyes held back,
Continued to pour down,
No matter how much he held is head back.
Around his neck,
There was a chain.
"Where are you puppet boy,
Come,
Don't you like the pain?"
Sep 2020 · 67
Magic
Rita Sep 2020
A sweet sense of magic,
Is hidden in his hand.
A teardrop of green,
Hidden in the gaze towards his land.
Sep 2020 · 63
Awoken, a haiku
Rita Sep 2020
Morning laziness
Outdated happiness, oh!
What a sweet delight.
Sep 2020 · 48
Wake me
Rita Sep 2020
With eyes as black as the midnight sky,
And touch as soft as feathers.
You blocked the train of thought passing by in my mind,
The one I would've jumped in front of.
You brought my attention back to reality,
Yet I was still stuck in a dream-like daze.
Sep 2020 · 56
Summer afternoon
Rita Sep 2020
I sat on the balcony of innocence,
Observed the Sun warming my delicate skin.
A glass of pure red wine sat in my right hand.
Everything seemed picture perfect.
But I was restless.
I was waiting for the Moon.
I was waiting for the sweet drug it handed me,
The intriguing feeling of flames dancing upon my body.
As for the sun wasn't enough.
I was waiting for the Moon,
On this summer afternoon.
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