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poeticburn · 4 years
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If I had 5 dollars every time my anxiety brain acted up over nothing, I’d have a consistent income.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Sorry
That feeling of confliction
Of knowing how to do but also able not
The mind is a brilliant thing
It tells me what to do
But
my body refuses to follow through
I lay here and think of how to improve
I lay here, I lay here, yet I don't move.
I stare at the wall
And continue to think
And thus I feel worse,
Creep towards the brink,
Lazy,
unmoving,
A trouble for others.
It's all my fault but it's also unfair.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Failure
To me it was a victory,
the battle overcome.
to me the first step was taken
I considered that a battle won.
but when I went to celebrate
and started to feel set free,
Reality came crashing down
all around me.
All because I wanted
to share the victory with you,
a major battle won to me
was a failure to you.
I started,
I took the first step,
I thought I'd get there eventually.
With a smile
I told you this...
and your reply?
"you only took a step? you should have ran a mile"
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poeticburn · 5 years
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Am I okay?
How do you know you're okay?
Do you need to reach that
threshold of fantasy,
Where smiles come easy
and the air is free to breathe?
Or is it when there's a smile on your face-
It doesn't touch your eyes
but not another soul can tell?
When you can laugh with those held dear
and tell others
you don't have a care in the world
but you,
and only you,
know the truth?
How do you know you're okay?
Because I'm not so sure I am anymore.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Inner War
I feel trapped in a loop created by my own mind. Caging my heart and keeping me captive for so many years. I struggle; there are times in this war where I walk away wounded, and yet I am the only one to see the brutal burns from a repetitive defeat. These flames forge me and drive me forth though, and while they do signify fallen times I charge back on to the battle ground.
This is nothing new, it's a war that has treated for centuries. Through the wreckage I've seen much. I grew, changed, became a scholar and then a teacher of others, I even saw myself wed. My life lurched forward, the fighting never stopped. Paused at times perhaps, yet here I am lifting my sword to carry me to battle once again, wondering if this time it will land the final fatal blow.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Generation Gap
I reach out for help
time and time again,
hand stretched from my own 
black abyss of anxiety
only to be dropped 
by the unrelating hands of Gen Zs
trying to help me up.
A millennial lost, in a sea
of the younger generation
struggling with each other,
while I drown alone.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Pros and Cons
Tw: Suicide
The human mind is a terrifying thing.
Parents, husband,
People who have time and again
transformed their lives for me-
Not out of pity
but out of love.
Yet the whispers tell me-
No one cares.
I am alone.
With a noose
I could take a swan dive from my balcony
and it wouldn't touch a soul.
I whisper back-
You lie.
My husband loves me,
He tells me so every day.
He'd be heartbroken.
My parents love me,
I can see it in their eyes
when they say how proud of me they are.
A part of them would die with me.
Yet here I am again,
contemplating the pros and cons
and wondering if the pros
will ever tilt the scale
Just the wrong way.
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poeticburn · 5 years
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Hanging On
Self preservation
or Self destruction-
Why must these both be driving forces?
A kaleidoscope of misery 
pushing towards insanity
until dangling from the edge.
But then no.
I hoist myself back up
instead of finally falling off. 
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poeticburn · 5 years
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That awkward moment…
When you’re typing a question out and you realize how stupid it was then spend an hour thinking about how to reword it before giving up
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poeticburn · 6 years
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Does Time Stand Still?
Time does not stand still.
Every second ticking past
a moment that has never passed.
Or does the constant rhythmic flow
defeat the purpose of how we grow?
If every second is the same
then what force is there to blame
for when the day drags on
and the hour feels too long?
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poeticburn · 6 years
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Passing of Seasons
As the dewy Fall’s besmirched
and the snow begins to fall
I forswear the coming weather
and for the spring I call.
Alas exquisite beauty
was never meant to be
the placid, peaceful zephyr
to this day eludes me.
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poeticburn · 6 years
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Got to see FoB today! (Technically yesterday now lol) they were amazingly perfect and I can die happy now
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poeticburn · 6 years
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I enjoy the morning mind dumps! I look forward to seeing them on my dash :) I hope your test went well!
Good morning everyone
I need some real inspiration these become harder and harder every morning. Maybe I should retitle it “Morning Mind Dumps” I mean that’s what it is at this point 😅… I’m probably the only one smiling at that 😓
Well anyways I’ve got a math test today! Excited? No. Nervous? No. Ready? I guess. Has anyone else ever wondered how they got as far as they have? I remember vaguely crawling through drain pipes wanting to get bitten by a poisonous spider back in middle school. How did I manage to fail at that? Okay ummm… Depressing much? Absolutely. Hi umm that’s just how I am.
I was told the other day that emos are ugly and can’t dress worth garbage I was just like ummm… Have you seen Brendon Urie? Kellin Quinn? Gerard Ways? Like they’re goals.
Anyways let’s have a good day today good luck everyone!
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poeticburn · 6 years
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Hush
Hush now my child
it will be alright
even though you may not
believe me right now.
Hush now my child
as the night grows cold
stay safe in my arms
don't question how.
Hush now my child
forget the days stress
don't fret, stay calm
ease your furrowed brow.
Hush now my child
for soon you will see
that no matter what happens
you're safe here with me.
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poeticburn · 6 years
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Ikr!? I thought the same thing too at first, was pretty disappointed :/
Realization just set in…
Biwsette isn’t an actual up coming Mario character… I was thinking oh maybe she’s in Mario tennis or smash bros… Nope she’s a fan art character that’s becoming a hentai star…. Could have been a really cool character too… Smh
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poeticburn · 6 years
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ATTENTION
I AM ON A MISSION. I AM GOING TO FOLLOW EVERY BLOG ON THIS SITE. ALL OF THEM. HELP ME ACHIEVE THIS GOAL, INTERNET STRANGERS, BY REBLOGGING THIS POST AND I WILL FOLLOW ALL WHO REBLOG IT. E V E R Y O N E.
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