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384 · Apr 2019
Note 26: Scream
Vic Apr 2019
I am internally screaming.
But I keep my mouth shut,
And my scars hidden.
A poem every day.
384 · Nov 2019
Dear [Deadname,] (7)
Vic Nov 2019
Dear {Deadname,}
Hi, it's me again. I just... I needed to write. I feel like I'm losing you, if I ever had you. You feel like a stranger to me, like somebody I used to know. It's like you're here, but you've dissapeared. Maybe that's because I am, in fact, losing you. Maybe that's because you're losing yourself in this place. Or, we're not losing anything. I don't know, And I want to figure it out but I don't know how to do that. I want to get to know you. I thought I did, but recently the world's been changing a lot, you know? We're all a little lost, and I know I need you here. You're mine, I know that, that's more than I could ever ask for already, but still.. It just doesn't feel right, and I wanna make it right. I don't know how, but maybe you can help me out. I'm sorry. I really am. For not knowing how to love you, or for not knowing how to help you. I wanna be there for you, but I feel like I'm failing. As a person, a brother, a boyfriend, a son. I'm falling, but maybe you can help me up?
Forever yours
Sincerely, Me
384 · Sep 2019
Note 176:
Vic Sep 2019
100 followers, and this is my 300th poem!
Thank you guys so much <3
I love y'all :)
A "poem" every day.
383 · Feb 2020
Note 340:
Vic Feb 2020
I feel empty.
Like a wishing well
Without an echo
A poem every day.
383 · May 2019
Adventure
Vic May 2019
Life is but the blink of an eye,
Death is the real adventure
382 · Jan 2019
It'll kill us
Vic Jan 2019
Mirror on the ceiling
You're giving me a million reasons
Came down the mountain
Sweet an sour
Click, Snap, Fall
Over and again
Can this go on
Want to be the one
To speak her name as mine
Trapped in the open
A closed mind
Can't leave
It's in my DNA
Easy
Cold in my kingdom size
Got a lot of leaving left to do
380 · Dec 2019
Note 279:
Vic Dec 2019
It's the last day of school today.
I saw you walking in the hallway,
And you gave me a quick kiss.
The world really doesn't like us together,
Does it?
But I now know what I want this year,
The only christmas present I'll need.
I think I'll wish for you this time,
And pray that the world will let you keep being mine.
A poem every day.
19-12-19
379 · Jul 2019
To all my active followers
Vic Jul 2019
To all my active followers:
Thank you so much for being here,
And just existing in general.
If you're an active follower of mine,
I'll recognise your username,
And/or your profile icon.
It makes me happy to see you liked a poem,
Or commented something funny, or comforting.
It makes me happy to realise, and think about the fact that there are people out there, god knows where, that enjoy reading my writings.
And that there are people out there, god knows who, that will always listen if there's something off.
I love you all, and please, please take good care of yourselves.
Bye :) <3
Thank you
378 · Apr 2019
Note 41: Our anniversary
Vic Apr 2019
Six months of delusion
A poem every day.
374 · Oct 2019
Note 206:
Vic Oct 2019
I will wait for you whenever,
But when you let go, know,
That I will do so too.
A poem every day.
07-10-19
372 · Oct 2019
All I wanna know, for ever.
Vic Oct 2019
I don't know how or why,

But who am I that I should get to              ~hold                        you?


All I've ever known is how to hold my own                                                  
But now I wanna hold you, too.                        


You hold me tight,

And there's                                                          ­                            
    s u n l i g h t                                        
All around me.

You make me forget how dark the world gets sometimes.

Promise me                                                               ­                                   


the                      w­ i n d                                      


Will never change on us

As long as we stay with eachother,                              

It
will      
always                
be                                    
like                                                  

this
I love you
372 · Oct 2019
Ex-Wives
Vic Oct 2019
Catherine of Aragon                                                           ­            Divorced
Anne Boleyn                                                           ­                        Beheaded
Jane Seymour                                                          ­                                Died
Anna of Cleves                                                           ­                     Divorced
Catherine Howard                                                           ­              Beheaded
Catherine Parr                                                             ­                     Survived


Now we're Ex-Wives                                  


History's about to get                  

O v e r t h r o w n                                                                ­        


Let me tell you a story
Tha you think you've heard before                                  

Now we're, ex-wives


Divorced                                            ­                                            
Beheaded          ­                                                            
Died                                                          ­  
Divorced                                
Beheaded                
Survived

Welcome to the show,                                    
To The                                                    
H i s t o r e m i x                                            

Switching up the flow as we add the prefix                  

Everybody knows that we used to be six wives            
  

Get your hands up get this party   b u z z i n g            
You want a queen bee, well there's half a dozen            


Everybody knows that we used to be six wives
But now we're ex-wives


One                                                 ­                                       
Two                                                             ­                           
Three                                                           ­                           
Four                                 ­                                                       
Five     ­                                                                 ­                  
Six                                                           ­         

Ex-Wives
Can we all agree that I'm the 10 amongst these 3's?
371 · Jan 2019
Say My Prayer
Vic Jan 2019
It all started
With that one shoulder touch.
That one brief moment
You looked into my eyes.
I looked into yours.
We weren't supposed to.
It broke me,
I broke myself,
I broke you.
But i still wonder,
How do you feel?
About this mess called "me"
Let me say my prayer,
And hope it's something good.
371 · Apr 2019
Where Are
370 · Aug 2019
Note 168:
Vic Aug 2019
I'M GETTING A BINDER
A "poem" every day.
368 · Dec 2020
Note 562:
Vic Dec 2020
I'd light the world on fire to be with you
Which is slightly problematic
Because then we'd have nowhere to stay
Unless you'll take me to the moon someday
A poem every day
28/9/20
368 · Nov 2019
Dear [Deadname], (6)
Vic Nov 2019
Dear {Deadname},
It's been a while, I'm sorry. I don't know if you want me to write to you, or if you want me to just talk. Maybe you don't even want that, I don't know. Maybe you just want me to show you how much I love you physically. (I don't mind any of that.) It's okay. Take your time to figure it out. Love's a weird thing. So is writing to you. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but it's different now you're mine. The world changed, in a good way, but even good changes are different. I know that I want to love you. I just don't quite now how to love you yet, but I'll figure it out. We'll figure it out. Maybe it's kissing you every day, maybe it's writing a letter every night. Maybe it's both, or none at all. Love is not 'a thing.' It's different every single time. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. You have needs, things you want. So do I. I don't think I know you that well, and that's alright. (I hope...) I wanna get to know you. In every way. I don't know how. I don't know what the meaning of this letter is, but maybe that's the meaning.
Forever yours
Sincerely, Me
367 · Aug 2019
Note 161:
Vic Aug 2019
DEH but "Anybody have a map" is called "Distressed moms and connor finished the milk"
A "poem" every day.
367 · Nov 2019
Note 235:
Vic Nov 2019
Pineapple.
that's it
that's the poem
A poem every day.
05-11-19
366 · Sep 2019
Note 185:
Vic Sep 2019
I don't understand what's going on in my own mind anymore
A "poem" every day.
364 · Sep 2019
Note 184:
Vic Sep 2019
It hurts to imagine you beside me,
Because I know it'll just never be.
But everywhere I look I find you.
Never with me, but it's all I see.
A "poem" every day.


yeah no
364 · Dec 2019
Note 260:
Vic Dec 2019
I
Don't
Wanna
Feel
This

And the more I don't want to,
The more I do
A poem every day.
30-11-19
363 · Jul 2019
Note 109:
Vic Jul 2019
Everything hits different at night
A "poem" every day.
363 · Apr 2019
Note 42: Fingerprints
Vic Apr 2019
You left fingerprints
In my heart.
A poem every day.
362 · Jul 2019
Note 123:
Vic Jul 2019
.       Quiet
                      -s           Quiet

Quiet ~
A "poem" every day
362 · Feb 2019
Hands
Vic Feb 2019
How
It doesn't sound that obvious right away,
The fact that hands can change lives
But they can, in a special way
With words, and poetry
They create words
They create art
They Love
They are
How
i don't really know
361 · Jun 2019
Note 81: I can't keep up
Vic Jun 2019
But I'm really trying.
A poem every day
361 · Jul 2021
unlovable
Vic Jul 2021
i want to be loved
and ******, and touched
just to be reminded
i am not dead

i need to be held
and kissed, and craved
i want to pray and never lose faith
but the temple is my bed

i have to forget time
eternity in your arms
i'll be alright in the morning
when the blue meets the red
360 · Mar 2019
Note 7: Six feet under.
Vic Mar 2019
Six feet under,
Down the drain.
Lie my feelings,
Is my luck.
Six feet under,
Under this dirt.
Is my hapiness,
Is my love.
Six feet under,
Or hidden anywhere.
Depression is here,
Right inside me.
Six feet under,
Where we live.
I try to
Cover this sadness.
Six feet under.
I try to hide,
Alcohol, Drugs, Cigarettes.
I'm slowly suffocating.
I write a small poem every dat, about how I feel or the world around me. This is #7
360 · Mar 2019
Note 9: Humans scare me
Vic Mar 2019
It's scaring me,
What humans can do.
To others, but mostly ourselves.
Cut,
Drink,
Take some pills.
Talk yourself into depression,
And out.
Humans scare me,
Am I one?
Or am I the monster on the opposite side of the mirror?
I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel or the world around me. This is #9
360 · Aug 2019
Note 158:
Vic Aug 2019
MISTER JACKSON
OWOWOWOWOWOWO
A "poem" every day.


( It's a musical, you know me)
359 · May 2019
Note 55: Leave
Vic May 2019
You asked me to leave
So I did
I'll never get to know
If you noticed
That I left
A poem every day.
359 · Jun 2019
Note 89: ♡
Vic Jun 2019
The person reading this is beautiful.
A poem every day.
358 · Mar 2019
Part 5, Books.
Vic Mar 2019
If you're looking for a reason not to **** yourself tonight, this can be it.

Sometimes, we feel as if nothing matters.
We all do.
So i made a list of a few of my own reasons,
13 Reasons Why
I'm still alive.
And hopefully you'll change your mind.
Those moments you feel happy, and nothing but lucky.
And you wish nothing will ever change.
I will try my best.

Reason 5, Books
Books, Sounds a little like the first one, poetry. but they are different. Because poems show you two sides of the story a book shows you your own. Ever walked into a book store and wished you won the lottery so you could buy them all? Walking home from the libary with a bag full of books. The old smell of paper. Did you ever got taken into a book so far people had to scream before you realised you should stop reading? Do you still remember that first time a book made you cry? Ever found back stories you wrote when you were six years old? Remember that feeling.
358 · Sep 2019
Note 173:
Vic Sep 2019
Remember kids, ****** is never the answer. ****** is, of course, the question. And the answer is yes.

Remember kids, if you ever stab someone, punch them where you're gonna stab. They'll think you punched really hard, they won't realised you stabbed them.
A "poem" every day.
Vic Mar 2019
I never knew such things existed.
"Love at first sight."
And I'm still not completely convinced.
You're all I've been thinking about the last few days though.
I'm so ******* confused.
Don't even know what I'm feeling.
People would call it 'Love at first sight'
It has all the symptoms though.
Or whatever you want to call it.
But again, I'm still not entirely sure.
I don't feel anything at the moment itself.
But when we both turn around,
And walk in the opposite direction.
I can scream from hapiness.
Because it's not love.
But what is it?
I'm writing a small poem every day, about how I feel or the world around me. This is #2
355 · Jun 2019
Note 100:
Vic Jun 2019
A hundred days ago,
I decided it would be a good idea
To post a poem every day.
I thought I would give up after a week,
But now we're here,
Not having missed a single day
And it's been a hell of a ride.
Sadness, Anger, Happiness and love
A little part of my feelings every day.
Sometimes named,
Or not.
Sometimes a full poem,
Or a quick scribbled note.
They changed me a lot as a person,
And the way I'm seeing things.
It's been one of the best decisions I've made.
Ever.
I've met so many amazing people
And read so many amazing poems.
We have a hunded now,
But I'll see you when we reach
200, or imagine,
If we reached a year.
Wouldn't that be amazing.
Thank you for reading my poetry,
And supporting me whenever you could.
I love you guys.
bye
A "poem" every day.
355 · Feb 2019
Head stuck in a cycle
Vic Feb 2019
It's like we Can't breathe
But completely okay
No, we don't care
Because it matters
What if i don't have a devil on my shoulder
What if i am the devil on my shoulder myself
Wanting to be the one
To speak her name as mine
I found my angel
But she has not found me yet.
She'll never
I hope
354 · Nov 2019
Note 239:
Vic Nov 2019
I got my first masculine haircut today
:) :) :)
A poem every day.
09-11-19
Vic Sep 2019
[15:43, 6/5/2019] You: I trust you
[15:43, 6/5/2019] You: I really do
[15:43, 6/5/2019] You: And I love you (platonically)
[15:43, 6/5/2019] You: And I really, really do want to help you
[15:43, 6/5/2019] You: So let me in

[15:44, 6/5/2019] Me: Sorry I'm crying just a little

[15:44, 6/5/2019] You: I don't care how dark it is in your mind, how desperate you are or how much you want to scream or cry
[15:44, 6/5/2019] You: I will hold you and help you, help you get back to lighter places. And until then, you can scream and cry but with me on your side
[15:44, 6/5/2019] You: I promise
[15:44, 6/5/2019] (response to 'sorry, I'm crying just a little') You: Hey it's okay, I'm here

[15:45, 6/5/2019] Me: Why are you saying this?

[15:45, 6/5/2019] You: Because I mean it
[15:45, 6/5/2019] You: Because you deserve so so many good things
[15:46, 6/5/2019] You: Because I want to help you

[15:47, 6/5/2019] Me: It's just
[15:47, 6/5/2019] Me: I'm so tired of saying that I'm fine but as soon as I say that I'm not people shut me out
[15:48, 6/5/2019] Me: I'm not used to anything else

[15:48, 6/5/2019] You: I understand, I've been there

[15:48, 6/5/2019] Me: Really?

[15:48, 6/5/2019] You: But you can always say the truth to me, always
[15:48, 6/5/2019] (Response to 'Really?') You: Yes really
[15:48, 6/5/2019] You: And god, how I wish I could me honest to someone, anyone
[15:49, 6/5/2019] You: But I'm here, and I don't care how bad you feel just be honest
So I will tell these people the truth
353 · Jun 2019
Note 103:
Vic Jun 2019
In a pitch-black world
Anything goes
No telling where the wind will blow
In a pitch-black world
Anything goed
In the dead of night
Strange things happen in the dead of night
When the lights go out
All around
And the whispers fill the air
In the dead of night
Better hold on tight
A "poem" every day.

-

The song is Dead of Night by ruelle, it's been stuck in my head for a few days now.
353 · Oct 2019
Myth
Vic Oct 2019
Orpheus has Eurydice.
And I ask you,
Will you be that for me?

Together, we can feel.
We don't have to be a myth,
It can be real.
I'd walk to Hadestown and back for you, mon amour.
353 · Dec 2019
Note 267:
Vic Dec 2019
I believe that these poems changed me,
That they changed the way I view the world.
I believe they changed the way I think of things,
And the way my feelings wirl.
I just don't know in what way they changed me yet,
And I want to figure it out. Will you help me with that?


A poem every day.
07-12-19
352 · May 2019
Note 60: In, Out
Vic May 2019
Breathe
In
Out
You'll be okay

-

In
Out
Feeling fine

-

In
Out
Yes, I'm happy

-

In
Out
I'm not suicidal

-

In Out
We're not going faster

-

In Out
Not cutting myself tonight

-

In Out
Don't be anxious

-

Inout
Get away that knife

-

Out
Never in
A poem every day.
351 · Apr 2019
Note 23: The art of poetry
Vic Apr 2019
Blank yellow pages
Empty writing lines
Yet filled with thoughts
A poet at it's finest
A flower, Harnessed by the wind
Inspirational nothing
Words don't rhyme
Everything goes on, except time
My feelings, never fully good
And you'll never see through the eye of a true poet
A poem every day.
351 · May 2019
Note 62: Teachers
Vic May 2019
Do the teachers
Dislike me as much,
As I dislike them?
It would explain their face...
; l
A poem every day.
Vic Aug 2019
I had such perfect words for this, But I guess feelings never stay long enough to be cared about.
Number one.
349 · Apr 2019
Note 44: Twisted
Vic Apr 2019
What I think and feel in my head is very clear.
It's the truth.
But when I say it, it always comes twisted out of my mouth.
It always comes out als lies.
A poem every day.
348 · Sep 2019
Title
Vic Sep 2019
{ "Here, take this test I made for you." }

"Okay?"

{ "Step/Question one: How do you really feel?" }

"I guess I feel... numb? I'm not supposed to, there's no reason, but I feel so, so empty. I mean, I can write about a lot of obvious things I feel. You know, everything you see in my poetry. And people think: Oh, this is just a little part, She must be so sad. But in reality, everything I write, is everything I feel. If you take away [name] and all my feelings for [pronouns] I feel nothing. I'm just dark inside. Dark, empty and numb.
Notes
348 · Sep 2019
Note 195:
Vic Sep 2019
I'm losing my mind,
But you're here to catch it.
A "poem" every day.
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