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sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and im losing sense of time
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im having a normal day then stellarlune just. reminds me that it exists??? then i wonder how the hell am i supposed to be normal?? it's here?? why am i not screaming?
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Who cares if one more light goes out, in a sky of a million stars?
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Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that...
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Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that...
Now you're all gone got your makeup on and you're not coming back.
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Slowly the words bottle up in my head,
Ready to burst and be expressed,
Once they do I am left with emptiness,
As my mind awaits the next set of conflicts to stew over.
I made someone cry,
I didn't mean to,
I berated them and gave them the words they needed to hear,
Their lips were quivering in an overwhelming amount of emotion and I kept going,
Until they broke down,
I continued my harsh words,
I saw the emotion behind those eyes
And smiled as I thought of how I could bring them to the surface,
I found joy in making them cry,
I didn't mean to,
But the terrible person inside me found joy in watching someone struggle with the same thing I did,
Why couldn't they be more like me?
I have done everything to be perfect and this is the thanks I get?
So what if you cry at least it means you care that much,
I certainly don't,
I am a terrible person,
But I didn't mean to.
#rant poem#poetry#my poem#currently in emotional turmoil because i am reverting to my old ways#wish me luck
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"Witch says 'what'"
"What"
#the hollow netflix#the hollow#the hollow mira#im rewatching this show again sjd i keep thinking of this#literally hilarious
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Millions of frigid, icy particles deep in my skin,
A delayed state of being is all I am in,
Throat raw and quiet,
Hands clawed from my stressed itchy being,
Shivers every time I move,
Every time I breathe,
Every time I touch,
Pain erupts from my joints and soon my muscles,
Soon my only requirement will be to lay and cry,
As my body decides it is time to die,
Until all that consumes my mind,
Pain that is cold and fast,
Frozen sharp needles that embed themselves into whatever I do,
Blue Lightning.
#art#poetry#I am confident I have chronic pain because there is no way that this feeling is normal for me#I have no name for this pain so it is officially blue lightning#digital art#tbh I cant draw#chronic pain
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A hematite ring,
Something used for protection, security, clarity,
That breaks you from your own negativity,
Eventually snaps itself when it can't take it anymore,
It absorbs so much that it's only common sense for it to break down,
Just like you,
You, who bottles everything until there is not enough storage left,
Who takes from others without getting any release,
Who will eventually break down at the simplest of thoughts,
The simplest words,
You are a walking hematite ring,
Only made to absorb and eventually be destroyed,
There is no end.
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Discarded to the side,
I am only useful when someone sees me,
Or needs me,
Or hears me,
The second I become relevant to the conversation,
I am included,
And then left,
Why does no one want me?
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Loneliness,
An indescribable feeling that no one can quite put their finger on,
In which no one knows it's there until it's already too late,
Suddenly you feel as though no one you've ever met will pick you a room full of people,
No one is here to help you pull together the remnants of whatever is left of your soul,
No one to text without feeling like a burden,
You feel as though you are pushing yourself further into the ground so that no one can find you,
But you want them to find you,
You want them to know you,
You want them to understand without you uttering a single word,
Until then, you will continue to peel away the layers of yourself until you are at your most vulnerable,
In the hopes that someone will attempt to reach you,
Out of pity.
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People are like pie
You can take a chunk out of them and there will still be some left
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I hate the number 99,
It reminds me of all the times I was just not good enough,
All the times I was never high enough,
I will never be enough,
I hate dolphins,
Despite all the horrible things they have done they never get to face the repercussions,
Because they are "cute",
Because "sharks will always be cruel",
I will always be cruel,
I hate second place,
The reminder that I could always be better
The reminder that all the hard work I put in was useless,
It doesn't matter,
I am useless,
Third place is a gift,
A reminder that your accomplishments got you this far and you can only go up,
First place is victory,
Everything you have done has finally payed off and given you this reward,
No one talks about second place,
No one talks about the inadequacy you feel when you get a ninety-nine percent,
"What happened to the other 1 percent?",
They ask,
As if I didn't work hard to get so close to perfect,
It was in my grasp and got taken away,
No one will talk about the opportunities you get when you don't look intimidating,
Dolphins will never be as "nice" or as "cute" or as "friendly" as we all think,
The humans of the water will always get a pass,
While sharks are rejected for existing,
Dolphins are a reminder that pretty privilege exists,
We are all just in a game with the ones who deem us worthy,
We will never be good enough,
We will never be worthy enough to live without the guilt of letting everyone down,
I want to feel good enough.
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Thunder and lighting
A tale as old as time
Star crossed lovers who are destined to never be with one another
Light will always move faster than sound
Once they meet a boom sounds the sky as they remind themselves of what they cannot have
All we see is lightning
Followed by thunder
The light travels across the sky running as it is scared of what can and will be
Thunder tries to catch up, but is slow and groggy on its feet
They are headed to the same place
But can never meet at the right time
Lightning, scared of the unknown
Blasting through the air to avoid it
Not realizing that by running from it you are living in your own unknown
Thunder lives alone
Too slow for anyone
Too scary for those who set their eyes upon it
Thunder is constantly struggling to keep up with the blaze that is lightning
And when it tries to make a name for itself it loses confidence at the sounds of the cries underneath it
It watches as lighting stumbles away too scared to stay for long
Thunder cries as it will never catch up to lightning
A loud boom erupts into the sky as lightning finally stops to meet thunder
Startled, yet curious at the interaction that occurred, lightning finally turns around to see thunder
It's amazed as it sees a beautiful figure smile wobbly as it thinks of what to do
Lightning runs at this newfound thought
"Could this be the unknown that I'm dreading"
It keeps running
Thunder let's out a large cry
Scared that lighting sees it how is sees itself, lonely and absurd
Lighting turns around, stunned "I think I'll like this new unknown"
A zap rings down its throat as it utters these words out loud
It smiles as it keeps running
Eager for thunder to follow
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I feel isolated in a world that does not want me,
I've looked far and wide and all I can see,
Is the voice of a girl who is just like I,
Who cries and cries as if her life is a lie,
Alone is this girl who has millions of friends,
They all disappear once I'm out of my head,
And while I'm here I will have to face,
The reality of which I feel out of place,
Everything is the same, dare I say,
Maybe one day I will be swept away.
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I look down at the river below,
As the world around me fails to glow,
My body quivers at the horrid thought,
As I remember what I once sought,
My mind feels empty within the storm,
Yet somehow it rages like a swarm,
I take my foot and step over the ledge,
I have no control and that I pledge,
Now the water that used to rush below,
Has my body within the riverflow.
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Rain,
Oh the sweet dusted rain,
How I long to see your face,
As my head fills with empty space,
So alone in this rain,
As the road fills with black and gray,
Reminded of the wonderful times we had,
Those happy thoughts now make me sad,
Rain, oh, rain, will I see you again?
I hope this time I can make amends,
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