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valentina Nov 2017
he whispers in my ear
a soft poem
about rediscovering love
and listening to the sky’s music
and singing along
and falling in love
with a whisper in your ear
i’m lying in bed
being cradled and covered
his arms are wrapped around me
i’ve fallen in love
with an echo
valentina Nov 2017
the hands of the ghost of the future
rest their palms on my shoulders
i’m startled but i’m not surprised
because there’s nothing there
i’ve been eating nothing
i’ve been acting as if there’s something left for me
but there’s only length
i’m a
no future
ice chewer
rant about the future or sum **** i guess
valentina Nov 2017
sometimes i just give up
i get mad
but mostly i’m fine
sometimes when i give up
i feel happy
empowered
but mostly just tired
honestly if love is a game
i really am bored of the rules
i would just run and kiss you
but you aren’t a rebel
a rule breaker
you stick strictly to the rules
and honestly i’m so over it
you’re so boring
i sound like a teen in this that’s cause i am a teen if my poems ever come across as whiney that’s cause they are i want to whine it’s how i stop myself from going crazy
valentina Oct 2017
i was told
since i was young
that there was as many bad things about growing up
as there were good
and even knowing this
i still wanted to grow up
even now, i still do
because ive lost my innocence
and nobody seems to care
the difference between growing up
and where i am right now
is i am a flower that has fully bloomed
but i keep getting force fed water

i want to stop drowning in water
valentina Oct 2017
every thought ive ever had
every action ive ever taken
takes physical form
as a glass shard
it cuts my thumb
and it stings
the crimson blood is washed away
by the lack of regard
from a doctor
every glass shard is saved
kept in a box
in the corner of a room
it sits there
staring at me
every day
oh
how i wish
to set this box on fire
to run away
and buy a new box
but still it sits
and stares
vent
valentina Oct 2017
think big
no
think bigger
no
even bigger
you’re not getting this
your mind is so small
that it can’t hold my big thoughts
my masterplan
that will make you live forever
you say we all die
that’s just an excuse
to avoid doing any work
and anytime i try to tell you anything
you just cry your little heart out
i didn’t know i raised you
to be such a little *****
valentina Oct 2017
“think big, girl
think king sized”
if he finds meaning in something meaningless
is he intelligent or is he a fool
is he hard as an adult or soft as a child
he couldn’t  understand what they meant by sticking your head in the oven
by heating the cerebral thoughts
that connected to your brain
purple frog
red lizard
chicken with yellow feathers
a cat scratch
a soft mark
melting snow
“take care”
i was listening to “apocalypse, girl” by Jenny Hval and it’s very good, the first track is based off of a poem that I felt particularly inspired by (to me that poem and this one mean something entirely different, but I’m trying to work on my poems being too transparent)
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