#spiralling - Hello Poetry

I'm a pitless trench that no light can ever reach. ʷᵃⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ˢⁱˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ.

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Apr 27

Apr 27, 2026 at 12:19 AM UTC

viromnibus

Maria.na

I'm a pitless trench that no light can ever reach. ʷᵃⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ˢⁱˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ.

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If I wrote a song about me The intro would be a happy melody. I’d miss a couple chords Hum some notes a little too sharp But it’s okay The first verse would be laughter Dancing through the sun’s rays White keys beneath my fingers Playing the major The second verse would fog over minor notes bleeding through each wrong sound a confession I prayed no one would hear The chorus would unravel Restless chords, circling, choking A violin played with shards of glass The third verse would be filled with screaming Raw and jagged Into the void where I hoped to disappear The fourth would fade into silence And the fifth would hollow to a ghost Then the devil's interval would loop, waiting for the next line

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Sep 20, 2025

Sep 20, 2025 at 2:01 AM UTC

lostling_0

A Broken Song

If I wrote a song about me The intro would be a happy melody. I’d miss a couple chords Hum some notes a little too sharp But it’s okay The first verse would be laughter Dancing through the sun’s rays White keys beneath my fingers Playing the major The second verse would fog over minor notes bleeding through each wrong sound a confession I prayed no one would hear The chorus would unravel Restless chords, circling, choking A violin played with shards of glass The third verse would be filled with screaming Raw and jagged Into the void where I hoped to disappear The fourth would fade into silence And the fifth would hollow to a ghost Then the devil's interval would loop, waiting for the next line

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◐ + ☆ + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + ◒ + + + + ✸ ⭒ + + + ◓ + + + + + + ⭒ + + ⭒ + + + + + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + + + + + + + + ⭒ + ☆ + ◑ she pins stars to the ceiling of my dreams ☉ and makes milkshakes of meteor dust and moonshine ☉ in my day, she sleeps swaddled in a billowing blue counterpane of boundless reflection ☉ in my night, she dances a path to eternity ☉ leaving me breathless and in awe of her spiralling splendour

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Mar 17, 2021

Mar 17, 2021 at 12:06 AM UTC

annh

Celeste

◐ + ☆ + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + + ⭒ + + ◒ + + + + ✸ ⭒ + + + ◓ + + + + + + ⭒ + + ⭒ + + + + + + ⭒ + + + + ⭒ + + ⭒ + ⭒ + + + + + + + + + ⭒ + ☆ + ◑ she pins stars to the ceiling of my dreams ☉ and makes milkshakes of meteor dust and moonshine ☉ in my day, she sleeps swaddled in a billowing blue counterpane of boundless reflection ☉ in my night, she dances a path to eternity ☉ leaving me breathless and in awe of her spiralling splendour

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Fill your lungs with air, they say These black fireworks are getting closer Crawl around, it's fun, they say The slower I move, the deader the knot gets You're dizzy, shadowed, they say Apple after apple, only glowing poison You'll see, you'll see You'll want to someday But all I want is out.

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May 20, 2020

May 20, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC

Lieke

The Breathing Cage

Fill your lungs with air, they say These black fireworks are getting closer Crawl around, it's fun, they say The slower I move, the deader the knot gets You're dizzy, shadowed, they say Apple after apple, only glowing poison You'll see, you'll see You'll want to someday But all I want is out.

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Let me rest Let me rest Or is there no hope For those who are lost Let me sleep Let me sleep Pray I don't fall To my knees Let me fall Let me fall Because I don't feel Like I'm alive at all Let me sink Let me sink Like the sun at dusk As my heart has had enough

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Mar 5, 2019

Mar 5, 2019 at 4:11 PM UTC

JenniferWestWriting

Wasted Wishing

Let me rest Let me rest Or is there no hope For those who are lost Let me sleep Let me sleep Pray I don't fall To my knees Let me fall Let me fall Because I don't feel Like I'm alive at all Let me sink Let me sink Like the sun at dusk As my heart has had enough

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I'm clutching at straws I'm hanging off ledges, Parkouring my way down. They were lying about the spirals. I'm free-falling In directions I didn't know existed. There's my limb And there goes my mind. But my eyes are shut. My faith is blind. And I'm losing touch with home base. Auto pilot, I run no vehicle. Just crash and burn.

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Nov 1, 2018

Nov 1, 2018 at 5:35 AM UTC

sonia-thomas

Crash and Burn

I'm clutching at straws I'm hanging off ledges, Parkouring my way down. They were lying about the spirals. I'm free-falling In directions I didn't know existed. There's my limb And there goes my mind. But my eyes are shut. My faith is blind. And I'm losing touch with home base. Auto pilot, I run no vehicle. Just crash and burn.

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A bad situation, The darkest cloud. a fantastic creation, Covered in a shroud. A man no more, a beautiful ghost, to the aforementioned we raised a toast. The more I marched, the more I carried, my soul parched, I wept as we buried. Chances gone, chances wasted, the chances I scorned, and the lies that precede, I beg the forgiveness of those I mislead. Further I fall, my traits disappear. "I am not me!", shouts my soul from the rear. Happiness eludes me, failure is certain. I retire, I retry. Yet, I lose again. Still, here I stand, A man just the same. *The darkness is winning, But I shall rise again.*

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Aug 26, 2015

Aug 26, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC

daniel-r-burns

A lifetime or two

A bad situation, The darkest cloud. a fantastic creation, Covered in a shroud. A man no more, a beautiful ghost, to the aforementioned we raised a toast. The more I marched, the more I carried, my soul parched, I wept as we buried. Chances gone, chances wasted, the chances I scorned, and the lies that precede, I beg the forgiveness of those I mislead. Further I fall, my traits disappear. "I am not me!", shouts my soul from the rear. Happiness eludes me, failure is certain. I retire, I retry. Yet, I lose again. Still, here I stand, A man just the same. *The darkness is winning, But I shall rise again.*

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