#chills
My voice is horrible but I can hit rare notes and the music in my head I can sing very powerful vibration but I can't remember how or the words to sing... I seen live feeds of people singing and I know I can blow them away but I don't know how I don't want fame I just want people to feel these notes in my heart giving chills and shivers I hit very very powerful rhythms but can't write it and speak it ... these songs I'm freestyle in my thoughts will break hearts ... where do I find my voices? I would love to share my talent and heal this sinful earth
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 4:32 PM UTC
delicate as snowfall brushing your cheek
and wind flowing through on an open-topped peak
but when you go home, when you go home
the warmth washes it all away.
when it captures you, raptures and
seizes your soul, you feel it take hold and
suddenly
you cannot recall
what once was cold and no longer is
but still, a silent strange feeling
lingers
until you are left with your tremors, your
trembling—
the imprint, the mark of a melody.
Jan 17, 2025
Jan 17, 2025 at 5:36 PM UTC
This is humanity.
It’s flying and falling and
𝘈𝘳𝘵.
When your heart swells
Like the sun emerging
From the sea.
This is humanity.
Looking at all the faces
And seeing behind their eyes.
𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰,
I whisper,
𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
Feb 29, 2024
Feb 29, 2024 at 4:39 PM UTC
October arrives baring autumn chills,
Warm tones splatter the streets as nature sheds its many colors,
Mystery lingers in every street corner,
A spooky season reigns yet again.
Jan 7, 2023
Jan 7, 2023 at 4:04 PM UTC
Crashing waves against the crunch of sand
Touches my feet
Sinking into the softness beneath me
As the water stains my toes blue
And paints goosebumps
Paints chills
Across my legs
Up to my stomach
Full of the same crashing waves
Those which curl
And spin in whirlpools
Up to my chest
Into my lungs full of seasalt
And the bitterness of the morning sun
Down every branching vein
That reminds me of mangrove roots
Yet pale and blue
So small and delicate
It reaches my own shaking fingers
And to the rosiness of my cheeks
All I hear is the soft ringing of windchimes in my ears
And the splash that dissipates into nothing but tiny droplets
Maybe that’s what keeps me awake at night.
May 24, 2021
May 24, 2021 at 8:22 AM UTC
When you message
Your name appears
they see my smile
But inside... my chest, Tense
I attempt to inhale
The air thickens
My lungs like Stone...
Chilling to the Bone
Your Phone silent... Do you wonder why?
What do I say? What will be the conclusion?
Delusion?
May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
The creaking boards, leading to the endless fog
The smell of salt
The crack of the waves, seem like a distant memory
The only noise comes from the boards and the birds
The smoke, white as snow, consumes me as I near the end of the peer
I could only stand and stare
Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 4:43 PM UTC
Whirling as the wind
Soothing as the breeze
Cold as ice
Tense all the time
Chills all over her skin
A little warmth is what she needs
Another drop from the sky
And blankets are all over her skin
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 2:34 PM UTC
Icy fog sets in
People stay in
Walking through a cold wall
Walking to stay warm
Temperature stays low
It's no, no go
Ice rules as King today
No change to the affray
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 11:09 AM UTC
Sometimes I get chills
Not because I'm cold
Because I can still feel
His hands on me
Oct 9, 2020
Oct 9, 2020 at 3:43 PM UTC
Levels that went unchecked,
were left to harshly fluctuate.
You say It's just all chemicals,
and that I'm only very distrait.
I start to feel like a test subject,
as you experiment different pills.
Just trying to fix my chemicals,
so maybe I won't feel these chills.
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 4:22 AM UTC
Up in the sky
Moon was shivering
In the dark winter night
While offered her
The covering
Guess
What radiate in her eyes?
Shyness
A beautiful shy
Writing happened to me
Witnessing her glimpse of smile
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
It feels like a cat
clawing its way up my leg
digging into my back
cutting into my spine
producing a shake in my entire frame
traveling up into my teeth
chattering as I wait
for the next bus.
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
Alone in the silent light
I sit
So quiet
It almost hurts the ears
A whisper
Sounds like a yell
And things in the walls seem to move
Creaking and groaning
As if some lurked
Within the books
I called my home.
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 7:51 PM UTC
I tried to stay in reality
while the sight of you rested upon my eyelids
the thought of you running through my mind
and the feeling of you sends chills up my arms
as I tried to sleep at night
©L.F.
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 12:15 AM UTC
sometimes the shortest sentences
show the most meaning,
from the first "I love you"
to the final "I do"
the words either send chills up your body,
paint a smile across your face,
or, if you're lucky, both
©L.F.
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 1:19 AM UTC
There it stands tall and small,
Skinny to the bones,
With pale glass skin,
Looking straight ahead..
Dark cold beady eyes,
With radiant red lips sealed the lies,
Oriented clothes tied tightly by the waist,
Hair in a black bun...
Holding a golden cup,
Where at night she whispers to it,
If listen closely you might hear her silent screams,
Just be aware of the beauty it holds..
Another chilling tale of the Doll,
That haunts my every movement,
Who watches me,
Whenever I tried to sleep...
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 1:13 PM UTC
There she stands tall,
Wearing radiant colors,
Hair tied in a tight bun,
Make up with white blush.
Her glass beady eyes looking straight forward,
With a haunting tale of sorrow,
A chilling sight it must be,
To be a statue on a shelf.
The look she gave,
Chills run up my spine,
With stories of the untold,
A swoosh of cold air,
Brushes against my cheek,
Every time I see the doll...
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 4:51 PM UTC
I am sorry mum
for everything,
For who I am,
For what i've done.
I am sorry mum,
For everything,
For what im not,
What I havent done.
I am sorry mum,
For staying away,
For being with friends,
For being far away.
I am sorry mum,
That I am ugly,
For what I wear,
For the state of my hair.
I am sorry mum,
That my opinions are wrong,
That I spoke without asking,
For the things that I know.
I am sorry mum,
That you think I dont care,
That I have upset the family,
That they never wanted me there.
I am sorry mum,
That you couldnt love me,
That I wasnt normal,
That other people like me.
I am sorry mum,
That I have expressed things,
That I have dropped things,
Caused a mess in your home.
I am sorry mum
That I wanted to study,
That I liked being outside,
And that I looked untidy.
I am sorry mum,
That Im an embarrassment,
Have caused so much shame,
And that I cause you pain.
I am sorry mum,
That im always a disappointment,
Showed you my photos of Africa,
I know now that I shouldnt.
I am sorry mum,
That I didnt have the right friends,
That I didnt wear enough make-up,
That I read about Science, not fame.
I am sorry mum,
For being vegetarian,
For picking out bits of meat,
In front of everyone.
I am sorry mum,
For when I didnt know what i'd done,
And you had to stand on my foot,
Or pinch me hard on my arm.
I am sorry mum,
For going walking,
For not doing house work instead,
Or finding something else to be done.
I am sorry mum,
For my work with charities,
For my love for Africa,
For feeling there so free.
I am sorry mum,
For having weird phobias,
And letting you down,
By mentioning it to others.
I am sorry mum,
That I struggle with Maths,
For being dyscalculaic,
I know this is bad.
I am sorry mum
For causing you sickness,
And for not being there,
I know it looks like I dont care.
I am sorry mum
For upsetting others,
Being the cause of all problems,
And hurting my brother.
I am sorry mum,
For my choice of work,
For the places i've been to,
For not always putting you first.
I am sorry mum,
That I made you so angry,
You had to hit me in the face,
And I made you go to bed unhappy.
I am sorry mum,
That I was quiet in school,
That Claire was my best friend,
That we were both quiet in school.
I am sorry mum,
That I chose Scotland,
For moving far away,
It cannot be forgiven.
I am sorry mum,
For my musical instruments,
I know I dont play them well,
That I gave you a headache instead.
I am sorry mum,
That I played the violin,
At my brothers wedding,
For you- ruining everything.
I am sorry mum,
That i;ve never been good enough,
That I always let you down,
I am just never good enough.
I am sorry mum,
For speaking about family,
For letting you down again,
And the family.
I am sorry mum
That I struggled so much,
You had to put chilli in my mouth,
As I couldnt do my homework.
I am sorry mum,
That I went "home"
That I let the **** happen,
That I spoiled your "name".
I am sorry mum,
That I do not love you,
I have cursed myself and tried,
But I cannot love you.
But I still hear your voice,
And it tortures me still,
And the thought of your anger,
Still gives me chills.
I am so sorry mum,
That I am a failure,
But I am no longer "Emma"...
...I am "Nomkhumbulwa"....
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 8:24 PM UTC
I want to fall
So bad
To run
And trip
To crash
And burn
I want to hurt
To feel
Pain
A reason for it
The air is
Thin
Can't take too much
It hurts
But why?
No reason at all
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
Metallic kisses
Melt my lips
Each drop of crimson
Each silent drift
Blood spills
Spinal thrills
Moments of madness
Each smoke pour
Reach for the gods
You never asked for more
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:29 PM UTC