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Black Tears
I'm stumbling on borrowed time
and doing absolutely nothing with it
but wasting it like wine at a dead god's altar
dripping slow into the dirt
everybody's running laps at me
and I can't even take a step forward
struggling for every breath I take
I just wanna
exhale
but
I don't think I can stand
on my own two legs anymore
so
I'll write out what I always wanted
because I can't speak
and I'll disappear
I was born broken
that's my birthright
blood runs thin in me on negative
there's no hope in me for positive
I am indeed damn right faithless
nothing but a quiet fracture
Heaven's oversight
and I know I'm silent
because my mind is loud
and I know
I am a bad luck charm
so is my whole life
and there is no more
black tears left to cry
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Strawberry Moon
these melancholic summer nights
with bugs chirping at midnight
as my company
because the moon is hiding
from my loneliness
but i miss it
looking right at me
and still
I'm thinking about you all day
every waking moment
you haunt my daylight
wondering what are you doing this hour?
do you feel it too?
even though I barely know the real you
but I feel like I do
and I never met you
but I feel like I did
and I know
I'm able to say
that
I waited for you
all my life
with these parasocial illusions
that I fall asleep to
in them
I wake beneath
to your beautiful blues shining on me
and thinking
for the first time
I didn't wake up - wanting to die
but it's not real
I know
and I don't want help
I dont want to heal
I want you
in any form I can
because all I have is this
and nothing else
still -
nothing
is still more
than what I’ve ever had
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Silent scream
I lie awake
my mind
on YOU
while everything else
is burning around me
and I'm too
screaming silently
it's harder to see
where the line
between worship and destruction blurs
but my sundowning mind
is connected to my soul
which is looking for you
or a way out
truth is -
i'm wasting away
and
thinking of you
is like breathing under water
and I know it's parasocial
but
your molecules sing to me
and it pulls me under
lost to the weight of wanting you
and needing to escape
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Would you dance only with me untill our graves?
I want to live in your breath
in the pauses between your thoughts
in the stillness after your laughter fades
maybe our atoms could be wrapped
in longing devotion
a sacred wound
offered in the hope
that something divine might bleed back
but you see
the gods
don't favor me
can we hide from them?
i don't believe in the divine
but i have to blame someone
for this misery
to long
and never be enough
for the cruelty of never seeing you
touching you
can't stick to you - like you want me to
or ease your mind
but i'm breathing you in
as the universe folds in
on itself
will we forever dance
in the shadows of their apathy?
but you see - im a bad dancer
i'm a rhythm that doesn’t fit
a step that never lands right
i’m lost in the movement
chasing you
but always out of sync
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Myself and I
Walking in the border between divine and arcane
iam the forsaken child
the thunder
that never cracks
the shadow behind the light
a dreamborn god of fear and relief
a fire that never asks to be seen
call me madness
i’ll wear it like a crown
i've been called worse
the gypsy witch
with the marks
who never speaks
ah, but you see -
they never listened anyway
so i stopped talking
because the truth
would burn their ears to ash
if my mask ever slipped
but if it did
could we be ourselves?
you and me?
face frozen
death drpping from my eyes
watching the world go by
through whispers of my amber dusks
but i fear my soul
is a fading light
hardened by fury
if there’s a spark left in me
it flickers like a dying star
so if I vanish —
know it wasn’t surrender
i fought
but everything turned it's face
away from me
and the world already swallowed me up
and spit me out
and I was alone through it all
with my mask on
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Emerging light
The heavens refused to write our story
and the gods cut my wings off
so I can't reach you
not in this lifetime
but I want to stand in the sun with you
bask in your light
to be baptized in your radiance
even if I must emerge
even if it means
i have to come out
from the shadows
for the first time
i want rainy days and love confessions baby
the cottagecore dream life with you
the quiet kind of forever
i wonder how different our paths would be
if the gods looked down on me
with mercy instead of mockery?
but can you live
without the euphoria of performance?
can you breathe
without the high of worship?
give up your light?
could my ugliness
steal your heart?
i was never divine
i know
they made sure I knew
never craved the light
but in your hands
i could become
something terrifyingly
beautiful
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To You - Sanctified
Iam worshipping you with my poems
that's the only way
i can touch you
in any form
but i lie dreaming
in a silent sanctuary
would our poetic mind align?
if we'd ever meet?
the fates would never allow
such kindness
so i'm naming stars
after every version of us
we never got to be
tell me—
if I bled my name
into your sleep
would you wake
choking - with the taste of me
on your tongue?
could your mouth speak
my name
before your mind could catch it?
can I taste you
even just once?
before this longing
devours me whole?
because I already
wear you
like prayer
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Blacklit Sky
Iam ridiculously jealous at the moments
you give to her instead of me
and that
your hand will never reach mine
except through
my mind
my shadow and yours
collide
not by chance
but by some forgotten vow
etched in stardust
and sealed in sleep
our eyes look up the same sky
over and over again
untill the orbs meet
for the first time
as if the heavens are tired
of holding our longing
my velvet fire embers
and your hues of ocean
dancing across the sky
that never noticed
between the void
and the constellations
above the world
entwined
for a lifetime
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Moonbound
I have no one the share my burden
all i have is my poems
no ears, no altar but these pages
after all
iam my own hell
and the high water
love is a privilege
that I never had
a sacred thing
spoken in tongues I was never taught
but still—
i am overflowing
oh, my love
i have so much to give
but to who?
to the empty spaces?
to the void
that swallows everything I give?
to your God
that cut off my wings?
i have no one
no soul to haunt with my softness
so I offer my pure love
to the the sky
because the moon
is the only companion by my side
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Kaleidoscope of butterflies
I like to feed my own delusions
about you
while my hand wanders
between my uncharted thighs
talking with you in my head
i'm a needy vessel for your pleasure
that will never reach me
a kaleidoscope of butterflies
wealth can't touch the hunger in me
so it means nothing
could you see through me?
understand me even?
the chaos behind the quiet?
that is my mind
poetic and vore
even the Gods can't reach me
but i willingly would be
your puppet queen
let you thread your fingers
through my spine
make me move
in rhythm
with your divine mind
consume me
your broken winged-butterfly
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Sweetness 4 You
the fates can't let us collide
you see
I'm cursed
my days filled with anxiety
but your voice
god, your voice
it lingers in the marrow of my mind
like a prayer never answered
like worship turned wound
an altar trembling in your shadow
i know it's hard for you now
so collaps into me
drown me sweetly
steep into my very being
my body and soul is all yours
not even the holy dare to enter
untouched even by the divine
do you think
"would their eyes forget me
if i buried myself beneath the waves?"
I know
you do
you wear it like skin
but my love, your fate is a prophecy
they would go blind
before they ever looked away
they would die for you
bleed for you
the heavens would fight
for an eternity
to claim your darkness
and to breathe YOUR NAME once
though the gods themselves choke on it
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Tomb of my body
I have this feel
this tide
rise in my throat
a sickened prayer to my cracked mirror
to look in it and vomit and choke
if I could carve away the weight of my flesh
would I finally be light enough to leave?
scrape off the disgusting bits of myself
to never ever let anyone
look at this
this wretched vessel
to sink beneath their gaze
unseen, unknown, untouched
from the mistakes of sins
that was never mine to own
why must love be chained to skin?
when the soul is weightless, endless?
this body of mine is holy as a temple
a reliquary of wounds that will not fade
i will be buried with them in my tomb
but i bear the sigils of the forgotten
marked in whispers, carved in flame
the witch’s curse, the devil’s claim
both seared into my facade
tell me was I ever whole?
or was I always meant to bleed?
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Love's vision
The only place I saw you was my dream
so tell me
are you the man
i'm desperately looking for?
could my non-existent love
call upon your soul?
from this aching distance between us
would you answer?
would you take my hand,
or dissolve into the light?
and leave me in the shadows
where I always belonged
kneeling at your altar
or the fragment of God
i saw in you in my vision
could change my fate?
your almighty that you write of?
perhaps my fate is cursed in this lifetime?
not even your light and darkness
could reach me
and take root within the void of me?
or pierce the heavens
on my behalf?
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For white nights
She's 26 now
lost it completely
split and delusional
just a soul caught between
the quiet hum of what could have been
thought she learned
but she did it again
fell in delusional love
with a man she can never have
because he was never meant to be hers
only in this dream
how long can she go on like this?
how long can she carry
the weight of these lies?
dear dreamer
we're in the ending phase now probably
she feels it's closing in on her
she's scared
of never having truly felt alive
fading before she even existed
but not of death
but because she haven't lived
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Split
You will never be mine
I can't love you
so I will hate you
my split mind can't escape you
and your words
to who are they for?
who is so fond for you?
the one who holds your gaze
like it belongs to her?
the way you talk about your sacred moments
I'm utterly jealous
your words burned in to my skin forever
a reminder of the love I crave
it is yours
the love I will never hold
because it belongs to you
and it was never meant for me
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Illusions
I'm just a crazy crazy crazy girl
with a broken broken broken mind
what would you call psychotic
in my dirty dirty dirty bed
whispering prayers to men
who will never see me
never know me
never touch me the way I burn for?
changing yourself
thought you stopped
you said you are not afraid
to walk this earth alone
but my mind is a church of empty promises
a temple of illusions
and I kneel before the echoes
till I die
of a love that was never real
and still, I worship.
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Limerence
His eyes were saturated with hues of blue
like the ocean
and I just wanted to drown
they were shiny and dull
at the same time
He sliced me open with his gentle breath
and his voice was like God talking to me
but he doesn't exist but neither does he
in that non existent moment I saw our future
a fever dream
a life carved from hands
that will never hold me
If I were someone else
if he were mine
but prayers go unanswered
and I remain here
aching for something
that was never meant to be
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