f - Hello Poetry

f Apr 2015

I've been walking carefully around the things that still smell like you
Just in case you come back
I know how much you hate messy, I'm sorry

I still looking at my door like you're going to storm through it
and poor all over me
are you really coming back?

#them

Apr 2015

NV

cloud suicide.

i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.

f Mar 2015

ya’aburnee

I remember the first time my mom asked about you
I said: "He looks like something I don't want to survive"
and I guess I didn't

#him

Mar 2015

17th

give out

don't move
don't make a sound
don't try to set this apart
as the river flows
I will try to be alone
not even like this,
not even him
will keep me apart from wanting to be me
again.

I wrote a story today
about something I felt that was anything but real
but actually
there was nothing underneath
I thought for once
everything we had was already dead
I know I have nothing to apologize for
but hey,
we all do things
we don't necessarily have to do
or we don't have any reasons to do it anyway

#love #sadness #dreams #real #you #me #we #reasons #apologize #anything

Mar 2015

Altering Atmospheres

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Wallowing in my misery
is worse than wallowing in yours
even if it's not my problem
Because at the end of the day,
your sadness is yours to keep
and mine is something I don't want to own

Gloomy as usual

Re-reading this today (03/27/15) and what even. What does this even mean. It's nonsensical.

#short #sadness #shortpoem

f Mar 2015

pluviophile

I remember my mother once told me "this storm will past, every storm pass"
as I was growing up I started to love rain
the way it smells
how everything is quite and cold
after and in between
but when it rains I either get sick or start to cry
it's like my body cannot handle it
you're a constant storm pouring on me
you're the rain that won't pass but also the smell of it
the sense of cold becoming a part of me
tonight it's raining
tonight it's you again
and again
and again
I will paint this walls with my tears
or sit on the floor hearing you falling on the roof
like I'm falling everyday
I'm feeling tired and sick
and I want to cry
but I can't make you go away
I want rip my chest open cause there's rain in there too