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 Aug 2017 BladeRunner
ry
oxymoron.
 Aug 2017 BladeRunner
ry
'Love is a drug'
it's a bit cliche at this point but its true
not in the sense of addiction or how harmful it can be
but in the sense of its effects
love changes people and it changes each one of us differently
for some, they become suave people with immense charms
for others, they become bumbling awkward masses that are plagued with a mentality and drive that makes them try too hard
it can slow you down
make you hyper aware
fill up every bit of you
from your toes to your hair
Love is a drug
it can make you do or think or say things you never thought you could
it's an oxymoron that turns you into everything you never were
it's every color and sound and feeling; it's everything at once
it's pure, it's evil, it hollows you out as it fills you up and gives the deepest sense of pleasure as it kills you and eats you from the inside out
Love is a beautiful thing, some might say life's greatest creation
maybe this is true, maybe it isn't but be careful
because its beauty makes so shockingly easy to overdose on when you're in it
sometimes love is a science and love songs are the equations
(michigan - brockhampton, bad religion - frank ocean, supermodel - sza)
I am...

Funny word that
So perfect, so fitting
"******" -"
relating to the mind." "A psychopath"
"Somatic " - "
relating to the body, especially as distinct from the mind."

Its great knowing the pain I feel...
All of its in my head.
I'm crazy for inflicting it on myself
But im ******, i cant help it
Psychosomatic is what I am

Mind over matter...right?
I experience chest pains and shortness of breath
My head hurts like hell and im dizzy
My stomach twists and turns and I feel really sick

All of it...factor of the mind
That which heart defines
don't let go.
That which heart dictates
try to let go.
It's unfair and sore
to hold what's repressed.
It's insane and bold to burden the chest
which holds my heart's abyss.
I could never ask more from a soul
which always asked forgiveness.
 Aug 2017 BladeRunner
Maria Etre
When your
heart beats
in a series of code
that your mind
has yet to
decipher
praise your gods
darling
for you're
evolving
Saudade: Saudade (European Portuguese: is a deep emotional state of nostalgic  longing for something  absent or someone that one loves.
 Aug 2017 BladeRunner
mi
Imagine
Perfectly normal house
Perfectly normal girl
Perfectly healthy body
Chaotic mind.
Her thoughts
As loud as waves
Clashing on rocks.
Yet a voice
So quiet
Like a breeze
Through palm trees.
-d.j.
 Aug 2017 BladeRunner
Anonymous
I just feel so sick
Like I'm down getting kicked
As if My chest is caving in
Like something needs to be against my skin

I crave the feeling of pain
And I know that people think I've gone insane
That I would crave a Blade
Some may have even prayed

But nothing quite satisfied me like that did
So if you think that I'm messed up I'll take your bid
Because sometimes I feel completely hollow
Just filled with guilt and sorrow

But after the deed is done I may not see the morning sun
I lay there thinking maybe this is the one.
That will finally let too much slip out
The one that causes a metaphorical draught

But I'm still here writing this
it really must make some of you reminisce
But now that I've caught your attention
Maybe you'll realize it's time for ascension.

I want you to know people care about you
That I've felt the same as you too
But I realized that I was all wrong
I just wish it wouldn't of taken so long

So I'm trying to help you
Please call that hotline, this is your cue.
They just want to guide you
But you need to want help too.

They can't call you
So just open up and let it spew
All the raw emotions you've shed
All the feelings you've bled

I promise that I love you
here's your clue
I wrote this just for someone like you
Because I was once just like that too

-CC
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