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Take the chance they don't today
May be risky who's to say
The stars above

Blindly stepping off the cliff
Move too quick while they're all stiff
Fool for love

Look around as they despise
Mocking stares at the one who cries
Away you shove

Take a lesson from the fool
The hero others cannot rule
Fly like a dove

JKirin Apr 1
You know that it hurts
when your kiss lands on my cheek.
My heart explodes —
with you, I'm a fool; I'm weak.
You know how I wish
to embrace you whole. I seek
your burning passion
not friendship.
It's irrational
and selfish.
I hold myself back
as my heart falls to pieces,
when your touch ceases,
and everything hurts...
Kiss me where it hurts,
kiss my everything,
love my everything,
just as I love yours.
about unrequited love
lucidwaking Jan 16
Eat a deck of tarot cards for breakfast.
Squeeze a little ketchup on the upright hanged man,
And try to figure out where we've gone wrong.

We don't know who we are,
So we try to box ourselves into
Cute little archetypes.
We don't know what love is,
So we kiss, laugh, and cry
Until we're exhausted.
We turn turn the card...
We don't know what to do with our lives.
sorry, i've been posting shorter stuff lately. here's an old one that's been sitting in my notes app for a while. feedback is welcomed!
Maybe I'm the mistake.
Maybe I'm the wrong one.

Maybe because I fall too hard,
My ground breaks.

I'm not the only one.

I shouldn't believe
We share the same Love.
This man is dying on his bed
Empty bottle in his hand
Suffocating from the drugs
And liquor he took
He falls as he struggles to stand
He's laboured so hard
But all his earnings —
Down the drain
Did the blood storm his brain?
Does he feel himself going insane?
Has the coke left his veins?
As he slams back down to the floor
He makes no other movements
And no other sounds
Now when someone enters
They'll know he died a clown
Trigger Warning: This poem feature triggering topics (suicide,  drug abuse, self-harm, depression). Kindly restrict yourself from reading if you are sensitive to these topics.
emily Oct 2022
I pick up my pen
Like it's an anchor to the living
Oh to be a fool in love with death
-how i fight my battles
𝓦𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴, 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵...
          ð“¦ð“® 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓽, 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓽𝓮𝔁𝓽.

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸...
         "𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾."

𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓵...
         𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓮
Using me like a I gotta hurt you too🥺
Radhika Krishna Apr 2022
this is where all the secrets are held
in the smell of yesterday's rain in the air
in the dark, and in that pool
in the little moonlight patch falling on my bed
with the window open and the air cool
and the night young and wild and a fool
midnight in a college dorm room
xavier thomas Apr 2022
When I was younger,
I couldn’t understand why
I forgave so quickly. I despised it.
Now, I’m thankful I forgive quickly.
Keeping that negativity in
your temple is too much.
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