concerninglyskeletalmoth

[concerninglyskeletalmoth]

[my super awesome rap]

((source: trust uhhh insert really trippy graphics))

this crazy scientifical crack- i mean track

that i made on a whim that my friends may skim and see i don’t even know what it’s like to really be me

cracked in the brain but somehow i still seem sane

at least i hope i do with all the dope i do all the coping that i do with all the things that happen in and outside my mind

my feelings don’t even seem like they’re really mine

my mind folds out like a stage and on it there’s a play

a little jester making gestures to amuse the crowd changing little things about me to ensure i’m downed correctly endlessly

tweaking geeking little show and im speaking

FUCK why do i gotta bring all my emotions into shit

BOW

i mean you’d think i’d get a demotion for this shit

BOW

i dont even know what else to say SHIT

WOW

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[adlibs ?]

okay yeah i think im done…

dont steal this track

like u would even want to

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me when i never wrote any of the stories i was going to

i was thinking about maybe also including short stories and things to this blog, idk if i should or not though

would probably make this blog a lot more active

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[music]

((im so good at posting))

burning fire in your heart

a passion you’ve had from the start

music filled with lovely melodies and rhythms

metronomes to keep your times

reduced to a stressful fog

its a sad thing indeed

when passion falls vicim to greed

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[Old dog]

((i was gonna write abt rain or smth, but i don’t think that happened))

pitterpatterpitterpatter

your claws on the floor

maybe they should stay,

so you can hear more

oh you aren’t so young

you’re blind and old but still filled with love

my poor little baby, now not so young

and the world grows more cruel

i can’t fathom you leaving, though maybe you should..

i don’t want it to happen

but i fear that that time will come

in no time flat

and i don’t think.. no i know

i’m not ready for that.

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i need to get to work man

[concerninglyskeletalmoth]

i was thinking about maybe also including short stories and things to this blog, idk if i should or not though

would probably make this blog a lot more active

[concerninglyskeletalmoth]

[crimson]

((poem about red.. that’s it. insert thumbs up here))

In the realm of crimson, where passion ignites,

Dive into depths of vibrant red sights.

With fingertips tracing hues of desire,

Feel the warmth of flames, a fervent fire.

The scent of roses, sweet and profound,

Permeates the air, spreading all around.

Velvet petals brush against my skin,

As whispers of love softly begin.

The taste of ripe strawberries on my tongue,

Juicy and succulent, like songs unsung.

Each bite a burst of fervor and delight,

In this scarlet world, where dreams take flight.

The sound of beating hearts, a rhythmic drum,

Echoes in the crimson night, where we succumb.

Passion's symphony, in every breath,

In the crimson embrace, we dance to death.

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[the letter R]

((basically i use that letter for all the nouns, and this is nonsense))

a realm where rabbits roam,

and ravens dance in twilight's dome,

rainbows paint the sky's embrace,

while rain whispers tales untold,

tales the ravens may never know,

rip-roaring rides and ruby skies,

ripples dance and rivers rush,

reveries touch under every roof,

keeping rabbits forever aloof.

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[reflection]

((erm ermmm errrrrrmm))

who is this girl in the mirror?

a stranger staring back at me,

reflecting what others wanted to see,

a fleeting sense of normalcy

i could sit and judge her for hours,

picking and tearing at her skin,

getting upset because she’s less than perfect.

she’s less than normal

yet I know almost nothing about her,

for she wears masks of borrowed flowers,

though they’ve rotted away, slowly.

it makes one wonder.

had they even worked in the first place?

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[everything should be fine]

((going a little crazy guys))

in wonderland where children play and everything is perfect. that’s the place i want to stay where everyone knows that their worth it. yet, i know that’s not possible, that friends can feel sad, it makes sense with some of the days they’ve had.

i’d never want them to play pretend just for me, i’m not the master of puppets. what would the world be if everyone was a picture perfect, clean cut out muppet.

i wish i could take all their burdens away, but i am not that strong. the weight of their pain hangs heavy, an unyielding burden, and my heart aches with the realization that I can't always be their refuge.

maybe that’s a good thing.

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leaking me and @somberauthor ‘s DMs

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i feel like i have a problem with only writing sad poems..

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[i hate crying]

((i don’t think i was having fun when i wrote this))

i hate it

i hate the feeling of heat in my face and the glassy feeling in my eyes of salty water building up.

i hate knowing that people can see me in these moments of weakness and not being able to get away from it

i hate the intense feeling of eyes staring and not knowing how people may perceive me after this moment.

i hate the fact i can’t possibly stop it from happening sometimes and always in the worst moments. moments where i should be strong or it doesn’t even matter. moments that maybe i SHOULD be crying and it’s still bad.

i hate how awkward it can be AFTER i stop and it’s still an issue.

i hate it

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[spaced out]

((lost in thought was another title, but same idea y’know??))

the sound of words droning on in my ears, blurry vision of the world around consume me, retreating to the intricate labyrinths of mind.

thinking..

thinking…

thinking….

by the time something’s suddenly sucked you back into reality you’ve forgotten your adventure, not even knowing where it had started or how to get back to where it ended

any new ideas or inspiration lost in the maze that is mind, that is the depths of your subconscious.

not knowing where you have gone or where you came from.

now just… lost

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[he hurts]

((uuuuuuuuuuuuuuhm))

he was hurt

he was hurt but he wouldn’t say anything

he didn’t care THAT much

what if him hurting hurt them

he wouldn’t want that

he wouldn’t tell them

he could put up with it

it wasn’t that serious anyways

he wouldn’t say anything

he would be fine

he could just ignore it

it doesn’t matter that much anyways

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[silly dumb fool]

((idk what i was on))

a fool am i,

with thoughts so silly.

i feel embarrassed,

i'm not even worthy.

this world baffles me,

i want to be normal.

why can't i just understand,

what i've been given?

it's a mystery,

to me, i suppose.

why am i feeling like such a fool?

my heart is heavy,

i can't even breathe.

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strategically posting poems so that my friends don’t see it and go “heyyy…”

but i actually suck at it

i have a lot of drafts guys