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[feeling-everythingatonce]

At what point does growth become decay

At what point do we forget

We were all born to die

Locked in deadly progression

Creatures fighting so hard to live

When we are prone to die

Why do we pretend we are not dying

How foolish are we

To ignore death

How dare we forget

We all come from the universe

And to the universe

We shall all return

7/24/19

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

and suddenly an overwhelming sadness

[feeling-everythingatonce]

eyes so blue

i could drown

his voice

the storm

the calm

gone mad

on art

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

Snowlight blinds me

Heatless fire

Pale

Muted

And the blurred tree

Consumes the sun

I grasp for rain

And wind

Snatch my daylight

By violent will

Grip my desires

Like underground stones

The paleness burns

Into an orange sunrise

So dawn rises to day

Only gold may stay

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

Did they murder each other

more gently

because in the woods

sweet songbirds sang?

This brute existence

found in frustrations.

This violence,

no more legitimate

Than a wolf’s

and now by violence

They lock us in.

All that remains

Are remains.

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

“There is sweet music here that softer falls

Than petals from blown roses on the grass,

Or night-dews on still waters between walls

Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass;

Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,

Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes;

Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.

Here are cool mosses deep,

And thro' the moss the ivies creep,

And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep,

And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep”

~ Lotus Eaters

[feeling-everythingatonce]

Soulless, mindless

Chitter chatter

Pitter patter

Rain

Falls

Voices

Tremble

Like

White noise

Thunder

In darkness

4/13/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

I fear my own mind

Which is the cruelest of things

Make mind matter

Make matter mind

3/21/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

poetry is found in the lining of my skin

oh darling

if only i knew how to let you in

3/21/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

Soar soul

Sore soul

2/28/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

Stars do not fall for men

2/23/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

The soul dies at the hand of the one who carries it

This is the way the world ends

This is the way the world ends

Not with a whimper but with a bang

This is the way i fall

This is the way i fall

Not with a bang but with a whimper

It’s not enough just to love

2/28/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

She was disappointed in what she saw because it was an extension of what she was

1/19/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

we are fated to do what we would choose anyway

1/18/18

~ erin b.

[feeling-everythingatonce]

I feel like my first post should be something profound; looks like it won’t be tho so instead I’m just gonna say . . .

Hi, I’m a hopeful romantic who acts like a dark academic but tends to dress more cottage core and I can never figure out which side I gravitate more towards.