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violetstarlights Apr 2020
speaking is a performance
the moment someone listens i'm put on a stage
with a little number in the corner of my view
grading my performance
grading how well i do

so when the audience goes home
and they all fall asleep
it leaves just my mirror and I
and the clock that reads three
practicing,
practicing,
just talking
to me

and though i ramble and ramble
as if someone were there
i enjoy that i am alone
that no one is there
to hear the last mistake i just made
:)







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oh my god were you listening to me the entire time-
Willow Silvera Mar 2020
I do not remember
when you didn't-
hunch over me in class,
building a cage in my mind
(Which became my prison)
Controlling my every move
And softly whispering
lies into my ears

You've kept me
(a barrier from the others)
from making the changes
I desperately-
needed and the decisions
I had to make to
b e  h a p p y ?
What is-
H A P P Y ?
I know the dictionary
definition but not what it
feels like to be
h a p p y.
Because.
Of.
You.

Get out
of my freaking mind
already
I'm going
I n s a n e because I
can't talk to him
or be with them
or even walk normally
In the hallways
with you here.
Just
leave.
A poem about my anxiety, which has ruled over me and my life for so long.
Lost Girl Mar 2020
I didn’t know what to do
All it took were those three words
Right before our lips touched
And I was speechless
Ooh I was speechless

I closed my eyes and said it too
You smiled as we embraced
And we became one
I was the happiest girl alive

Next thing we know the sun went down
So we stared at the moon and howled
Then we laughed and had some kicks
Nothing with you is ever meaningless

As we lied in bed, I watched you sleep
Once again you took my breath
And I was speechless
Ooh you make me speechless
After so many years in the friendzone, two young adults find that they have truly loved each this whole time but the girl was afraid of relationships. But when they kissed she was speechless.
undermyfeet Mar 2020
She is nervous
A flit of eyes
Wrangling hands

She searches for comfort
Music
Stranger's faces

But something is coming
She does not know what to do

Change
is a silent warning
that lights up her eyes
FRITZ Feb 2020
creeping madness slicks black and manic

spider high up on the wall

eyeballing me nervously,                                       "who are you?

why are you stalling? whats come crawling back?

you know how this ends don't you?"





swift answers and an amniotic happiness installation.

                              speaking of stone, wired the lilies grow and the intrepid sank there was quite a stillness in the air.

sunken sand around my feet water cold and green.

     out to meet the entity

     her languorous form so ravenously tempting

     so utterly repulsive and unspeakable.

looking for lights offshore

          heretics of the unimaginable disciples of the moon

          chemical ooze gels burns in the stomach

lit on up and walked out over the water.





after his peak, went heat seeking to the east and he ceased his babble easily, stuffing his mouth with pennies and bits of charcoal. we called him land-lubber and left him for said.

there is no part to this.

there is no heart in this.

                                                    blistering and out of control the fever spins.

wandering tills the level.

                                 filtering cold and pushes me out into the yarns.
a crawling idiot madness
will Feb 2020
my heart stuttering
sitting across from you now
my hands are shaking
I have my first meeting with my new therapist on Tuesday. I've been to so many therapists at this point in my life, but no matter what I still feel awful.
will Feb 2020
the clock is ticking
so ominous and looming
minutes pass so slow

in the waiting room
picking at lips in terror
my heart pattering

scared to make a sound
quite as death and just as still
then the door opens
nothing is more nerve racking then waiting.

(It's five seven five like a haiku)
Thomas Harvey Jan 2020
May I ask you a question?
If I may boldly say
Why are you so scared to do anything today?
For we both know there must be something, you want to do
But yet you’re so pitiful, I could easily scare you by saying boo
Are you keeping your feeling from someone, or are you stressed
I guess both of them can be a big pain in the ***
Don’t sweat it, and don’t freak out
Take the night off and go into town
For today is done, and tomorrow, well that hasn’t even begun
So relax and have a good time
Because one day you won’t see it as a crime
Chandy Jan 2020
Maybe today
Will be the time
Half-past noon
Quarter at a time
Take it slow
Focus on the world
Not yourself
So your feelings
Don't go

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d
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kodi Jan 2020
the light is too bright
can you dim the dimmer?
boygenius is on the stereo
a bluetooth speaker
via spotify premium — student account
my brain feels like a butterfly house
humid and stuffy and filled with insects
we moved on from tinder
to talking over text
you are so cute
the butterflies move
to my gut, heart's a flutter
my foot in my mouth
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