#replay
people have told me I need therapy
and when they do I just think
I do
I've had 63 days of therapy in total this year ^^
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 1:11 PM UTC
You turned up suddenly in my life.
I wasn’t expected at all.
You was so determined and daring.
You hold me tightly in whole.
You understood what to do,
What I wanted and dreamed about.
Even though you knew me a bit,
You knew what I needed just now.
And unnoticed, in a half whisper,
You appeared beside me
As the rustle of leaves, the wind sound.
I don’t know how it could be.
It’s like you are on “Replay”
All day long till it’s dark.
When the night comes and I fall asleep,
You are with me stark!
Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 8:21 AM UTC
Someone forgot the pearl necklace today
I remember seeing a red and white skirt
the sound of the wind was strong
a floral set of earrings
As the camera rolled
a pause stood in the air
there wasn't a single cloud in the sky
the black blouse was transparent
the red on the mustang
reflected your sunshine face.
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 1:53 PM UTC
Sometimes angry with choices
Sometimes happy though you are gone
Sometimes painful to remember voices
Every word replays in mind like a song
May 25, 2024
May 25, 2024 at 11:36 PM UTC
No matter how hard I try and try
There is no end
Things keep happening on replay
I just want it to end
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 7:56 AM UTC
I want all things to be clear
I want them to be black or white
but to my dismay
all things are grey
I need a light to guide me, to show me the way
So nothing can pull me astray
Sometimes I don’t know where I am
Stuck in this thick grey jam
Then the light appears
And all the grey clears
The same thing happens again and again
I’m led astray
Then shown the way
It’s like my life is on replay
~17/3/21
Mar 17, 2021
Mar 17, 2021 at 5:14 AM UTC
a million reminders
that I can't run away from this time
not this time
stuck in the rewind
I replay the day it all changed
Can't I just forget?
Until then --- in the ashes I remain
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 7:08 PM UTC
can you leave, please?
I want to be alone and grieve
grieve for you
and the fact that
you don’t feel
the way I do
stop messing with me
I need some vitamin c
think I’m gonna pass out
you know what this is about
it could be a simple „sorry“
„can we start over
or write a new story?“
but this won’t happen
and if yes, in my dream
’cause we’re not even a team
I think about you every day
begging for a single replay
your name is written
on the walls of my mind
I can’t wipe it off
its like graffiti
and the paint is sticky
- gio, 10.04.2020
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 7:09 AM UTC
Words hurt
But yours shouldn’t have to.
The things you say stick to me like a
Tattoo.
I’m a vacuum.
I **** up all the things you say
and it just replays.
You say
things you think you have to say
in ways
that are better left unsaid.
Too bad you can’t UnSay
the things you said
even though I know
you never would.
How come
it is always the ones we hold closest
that is gifted
with the blueprint
of our defeat?
a way to have us
beaten, broken hearted
and down
on both knees.
How is this honest?
How are we fair?
To be clear,
as you sleep
without fear
I sit here and think.
If you had a snore for every tear I’ve shed,
you might never wake up.
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
Nightmares plague my sleep
And my reality
And all the **** time
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
His goodbyes were like the sunset
A warm embrace leaving the day
How calming was his presence
As the sound of his steps fade away
He reminds me of the sunset
How I wish he would have stayed
A sight of a beautiful ending
Transitions to memories to my dismay
I hold these memories close to me
So I can put them on display
As I wait for him to come again
A beautiful ending on replay
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
This isn't a hypothetical.
Baby when I write this it's all about you.
You've been running through my mind.
Thoughts of you stuck on replay.
The way you make me feel.
Your touch is like nothing I've ever felt.
I want nothing more than to be wrapped in your arms.
You tell me time and time again that I'm perfect,
Inside and out.
My body is the peak of perfection.
My mind is nothing less than eminent.
Coming from you it does something to me.
Have me feeling myself.
But I rather have your lips feeling me.
Turn me inside out.
Hear my screams over the music.
You know what you do to me.
Have me feeling vulnerable.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
Let's mark the Sunset with the kiss from our love story.
And when the evening comes,
let the Moon work her wonders and engrave it into our memories.
Then we'll replay it as the Dawn breaks til the Sun rises.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 1:21 AM UTC
Be it last Monday
or this Tuesday
Days are behaving Xerox Copies
bolted with same color,
dull and faded
playing replaying
the same chord everyday.
Waking up to the
same myopic thought,
transformed into a rusted machinery
with controlled signals-
Wake , Office, Work,
Stress, Eat and Try to sleep -
Robotic Human is my
New Name.
No music, no poetry, no hobby
Neither to play with children
Nor to catch up with love
Not even a self affair !!
Don't remember when
I was live with my friends ??
Stretching the senseless power
of Stressful Work
for a volume of money,
still can't afford a
slice of happiness
not even for a single moment,
person or thing..
Life is broken -
Mundane ,
Lost and tossed
Beaten up by
Routine and Replay
where obscurity
blinds the path to happiness.
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
Whisky,vodka, ***
Anything I could get my hands on,
Only a temporary escape, such a pity,
Something to smooth out the rough edges of reality,
Blur out the past,
Those incessant barrage of disconnected memories flashing before my eyes so fast,
Numb myself for one night from all the sorrow,
And promise to press the replay button tomorrow.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
Missing you is the hardest thing I've ever done but just know what we had was beautiful
vc
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 10:40 AM UTC
rewind; replay
we're standing in a canopy of sunlight
and laughing, constantly.
our faces are tired of moving up
but our eyes are used to crinkling;
they fold, and shut, and open like buds
with the spread and shrink of our grins, in
and out, with our lungs.
Pauze. Zoom.
Your nails are chipping now, but
You're really a halfwit,
So that doesn't deter you the least bit
From scratch-scratch-scratching at their shook ends:
They fall apart as we fall out.
We're spinning, we're dizzyingly quick,
Hurtling at the speed of 28,800 kilometres an hour; we're brisk
At best. (Inconceivable at worst.)
And I can feel, already, you slipping away.
You're outside of my grasp; you're far out.
rewind; replay.
We're ripping at the seams;
Our faces are like bad make-up
That doesn't move with our smiles;
Our eyes stay impassive,
Uninterested at best. Incensed at worst.
The crinkles in their corners are crusted
And new folds form on the frowns of our foreheads.
We're smothering each other in pillow talk and blankets.
Flash-forward, play.
We're bathed in rain, we're in a
Canyon, in a chasm.
We don't know salt from wound
Or snake from bite. We
Bring out the worst in our best selves.
We're drowning in suitcases and bedding.
We let it fill our lungs and we
Don't look back.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 9:36 AM UTC
i know only thinking about it, is wrong
but no matter how much i try
its a feeling i cant deny.
if my life was a song
you could barely hear it.
maybe cuz i can barely feel it.
and everytime someone asks
i again put on my mask
enthusing over how many days i still have to spend
when in reality i would like this song to finally end.
-k
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 3:01 AM UTC
He pushed play
He said "Hey"
But he pressed fast forward
And leaned inward
So I pressed play
We could've kissed all day
He pressed pause
There were a few flaws
I pressed play
I thought it'd be okay
He hit stop
Was I too over the top?
Ether way,
I want to press replay
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
All the things you said.
Always going through my head.
A constant replay.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
slackin'
lazy
laughin'
seeing unicorns,
imagination happens,
I'm sayin'
what's happenin',
slang is impressive to the average,
I was callin' just to see if you would like
to hear my piece,
at the mercy of Jesus piece,
stay at peace,
all we want is love and...
well you get that gist,
was hopin' you'd listen to this,
important things are hard to comprehend,
unless your ******
your cousin just had a baby,
haven't seen Kyle lately,
and Mack says a state I.d is really hard to get,
so when you wanna judge this,
take a good look in the mirror,
just replay this message,
it'll become a bit clearer.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
All this here
Has torn the curtains Of her mind.
In this,
The glass is broken, floors warped.
Distorted flashes plague my mind.
And Disfigured illusions play like a movie screen In the inner lids of my eyes.
I key the lock To my inner most thoughts
Only to find my sanity is at stake,
Nearly lost.
I tremble at my being dangling on a single thread
Oh my!
What terror!
Have I truly lost my head?
I am only escaped to tell thee
Archaic words
A literature of trust...
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC