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Vaampyrae Dec 2020
I’m not alone
I never have been
You were always there waiting
To hold me in your arms
As if they were made for just this moment
And my heart is now in pieces
We let it shatter
For a new beginning
The lifetime we’re spending together
For months
For weeks
For days
For hours
For minutes
For seconds
Just for this
Just for... you
Cause you’re not alone
I was right here waiting for you too
I’ve never desired to be this patient until I met you, my love.

Thank you for everything.

See you, tomorrow, okay?
Vaampyrae Dec 2020
I look forward to our ordinary days together
Special nights are cool too
But thinking of the groceries
Bills, chores, and old people stuff
We’ll do together someday
Just warms my heart like microwaved
Tuna sandwiches (which I love, by the way)
So listen
While you’re resting and sleeping
Put my dreams for tax calculating
In the fridge for now (we’ll take them out soon)
Just know that this ordinary poet has
An extra-ordinary
Love for you
I can’t sleep. I’m thinking about you. XD I need water. *dronk dronk*
  Dec 2020 Vaampyrae
Emmett
I sink deep
Out my tears leap

You slumped on the floor
With bottle by the door

Your sobs unheard, masked by the pain
A single glass window between you and the sane

I ask if you drank the pain,
swallowed the death,
lived a life,
cut the flesh,
drew the blood,
or... can I help you out of the ******* down mud

Life happens for you
Death comes no matter what you do

So, take the time you need
Process, but don't plead

Take a moment
Stand on your feet
See that wasn't hard
Just one small feat

Feel your legs
Touch your chest
Dance a bit
Try your best

After all, if you do
That's all anyone can ask of you

Now take a step
Then another
Keep on stepping
Live your life for no other

You see: a splotch of failure, a bucket of pain,
A skosh of contentment, and a clump of gain

Life is all of these, but it depends
On an ocean of life, a mountain of friends

So, when you lay in bed at night
With the knife pressed to your windpipe
When hope of life seems foregone
Drop the knife and carry on
Just so you all are aware I wrote this as an able bodied person and if stepping has to be a metaphor for you that is okay.
Vaampyrae Dec 2020
Why must we always deem ourselves unworthy
Of any god?
Sinful creatures whose faults always last
Death to the broken spirits
Who don’t repent or
Self-flagellate in guilt
But why?
I’m okay with who I am
Judge me all you want
Call me sinful
Call me broken
Call me unworthy
I love who I am
Is there anything wrong with that?
This isn’t meant to attack any religion.  I just really wanted to talk about how we should love ourselves without needing a higher being to say it.

You are enough.
You are worthy.
You are loved.

And it’s okay to be you, as long as you’re not harming anyone.
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