#feelings through a poem

[v-67]

A bleeding heart?

A seething sword?

Or was it always just

An empty place

Pumping blood

Wandering feelings within me

Furiously revolt.

They look for a home,

A heart they yearn.

This heaviness,

A piercing sensation

Is it a revolt?

A cry for help?

My feelings riot within me,

Some empty tears

Yearn

And yearn,

And.... how they keep yearning,

For simply a heart

They could cry to?

[decisions-at-3am]

I will never get used to How gently you treat me. As if I were fragile as glass, My existence lacking solidity.

[knifearo]

everybody! quick! tell me what aro joy means to you <2

[shitouttabuck]

like a dog with a bird at your door

buck/eddie | 51k | rated e

The kid with blood pouring down his shins is not so far from the dog lonely enough that he thinks breaking his housetraining is worth it for the ten minutes of berating that come with it, the ten minutes of undivided, if reluctant, attention. Buck thinks, sometimes, that at least he wasn’t the kind of puppy that gets put in a sack and drowned at birth. He wasn’t always unwanted. And he isn’t anymore.

or, evan “i love you like a dog” buckley has only ever known how to love like, well, a dog, but maybe eddie diaz is the kinda guy to give a flea-bitten mongrel a forever home

read on ao3

[trainingdummyrabbit]

parents are really fascinating creatures. theyll watch this thing they brung into existence Stop eating Stop cleaning Stop going outside Stop doing much of anything Without being able to explain and theyll go Hm. Clearly This Thing Is A Spoiled Brat.

[sophiemaryjanes]

first part of a poetry series based on the 15 fears! this is "anthology of oceans", inspired by the lonely and its favorite apocalypse boyfriends 👍🏻

[johnslittlespoon]

something about bucky just wanting to be a good boy for buck drives me insane

GOD same. he could not care less about what other people think of him, but gale? he thrives off of his praise, is so eager to please, to prove he can be good, to make gale feel good.

and what gets to him even more than a simple good boy is when it's preceded by my.

"my good boy" and he's putty in gale's hands, all heart–eyes and soft edges and gazing up in reverence at the blond, ready to do anything he asks, looking at him like he's hung the moon.

he craves to be gale's in any and every sense of the word.

yes, i'm your good boy! yes, i'll do whatever you ask! yes, let me make you proud, let me make you feel good, let me draw pretty sounds out of you and show you how much i adore you. i'd wait at your feet forever like a dog waits for its owner to return home.

[naeemajusthasthoughts]

Dismalness

Countless hours are broken. unable to leave, unspoken To a life unresolved in the open.

an unreliable heart unable to let go reading a memory unprovoked. forgotten hardships left on their own , silence as golden brought in their own hope.

The heart was a silly instrument. violence on a violin shuttered melodies rested on slighted shoulders, Heavy without any burdens it broke that hope all on its own.

Sorrow travelled and settled in the heart so far down, it became lost. a hole formed at last black to the touch, consumed even the very soul. Now nothing can go there anymore.

[weirdcat1213]

MY GOD I LOVE QUEER PEOPLE AND THEIR ART SO MUUUUUUUCH

[vulpinesaint]

i had a final to get done this weekend too but i think that venom 2016 pet names compilation was a valuable use of my time as well

[pursuingtheway]

...Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. Jn

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Song Hope You Find Love By Haddon, Will Clifton,Jimmy Clifton

[poetsofthestars]

well, the truth is this: unfortunately, unwillingly undesirably, unacceptably unintentionally, unceremoniously unquestioningly, unfamiliarly unguardedly, unintelligently unequivocally, undoubtedly unreciprocally, unconditionally i have fallen in love.

[dimsilver]

btw did y’all know the cremation of sam mcgee is all about someone keeping a promise to a friend through cold and fear and desperation and cynicism and it seems pointless but it brings about resurrection??

[confetti-critter]

doing projects isn't working, I'm kinda doing one thing, then putting it down and trying smth else, it's not feeling good, I don't feel like doing anything, blah blah blah

[queenlucythevaliant]

The Star Market

Marie Howe

The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market yesterday. An old lead-colored man standing next to me at the checkout breathed so heavily I had to step back a few steps.

Even after his bags were packed he still stood, breathing hard and hawking into his hand. The feeble, the lame, I could hardly look at them: shuffling through the aisles, they smelled of decay, as if the Star Market

had declared a day off for the able-bodied, and I had wandered in with the rest of them—sour milk, bad meat— looking for cereal and spring water.

Jesus must have been a saint, I said to myself, looking for my lost car in the parking lot later, stumbling among the people who would have been lowered into rooms by ropes, who would have crept

out of caves or crawled from the corners of public baths on their hands and knees begging for mercy.

If I touch only the hem of his garment, one woman thought, could I bear the look on his face when he wheels around?

[soulinkpoetry]

If I hold the map and you the fuel, we’ll make it to the end.

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