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synnzconfessional · 1 year
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ABOUT YOU Aspiring to INSPIRE & BE INSPIRED. I want my existence to be remembered as sweet love notes or your favorite fragrance leaving foot- prints & positive butterfly flutters on your soul... Tap Dancing in your memory, never to be let go. Let me. TOUCH YOU Leaving memories to be cherished like another sweet love song. An existence that illuminates & allows the release of YOUR HeartSONG 💋-SainteSynn #modeling #poetry #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #spokenword #poetry #poet #feelingsonpaper #openmic #poetryisnotdead #poet #writer #blackwriters (at Atlanta, GA) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp6IZxEgB-X/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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saramackenzie1982 · 1 year
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This #SelfieSaturday is holding on. This week is a reminder that mental health is not a joke. It's real and it's a rough ride. #YouDontKnowHowItFeels #MentalHealthIsHealth #MentalHealth #LookAfterYou #StandInTheStorm #EatingDisorders #Cutting #Overdoses #SexualAbuse #PhysicalAbuse #VerbalAbuse #GenerationalTrauma #NarcissisticAbuse #EveryoneHasADarkSide #TherapyWorks #FeelingsOnPaper #IndieBooks #IndieAuthor #BookSeries #LargeVolume #FantasyGenre #NewBritain https://www.instagram.com/p/CpXmXBosgay/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ziarising · 1 year
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#poetry #prose #reliefinwriting #therapeutic #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #writersofengland #feelingsonpaper #poetsandwriters #shewrites #relief #lifepoetry #poetsofinstagram #igwriters #igpoetry #poetryslam #poetrywriters https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck-pVNQqr8l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tonyevansjr · 3 years
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Vanish... remove my emotions from your presence... remove my visions of a you and us from the imagined ideas that play in rapid successions, from the multitude of corners within my mind... the simple thoughts of just hold each other underneath a star scattered sky... underneath Gods beautiful umbrella... I’d prefer you to vanish... having never existed... having never appeared before my perceptive eyes... I’d prefer you to vanish , rather than playing with my feelings... running through them like a child playfully runs through the fields of greenest grass... a picturesque view, a pleasant circumstance... Vanish the words that dripped from the lips of your confessions... like water flowing freely and wastefully from a faucet that I wish that I could turn off... vanish into an existence that probably should have never existed... having an equivalence to death and sickness... the things that I think we all wished have ever existed... vanish your touch and the feel of your skin upon my skin... equal to the embrace of a soft just washed blanket, on a chill day in the fall season... just vanish...... #poem #poerty #feelings #feelingsonpaper #vanish (at Vanish) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLvsZdOri7x/?igshid=pdi03mwiqwua
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Arriving Home
I feel like I’ve been away on holiday.
But not the restful kind,
the kind you take to escape.
I’ve been living vacant
in this body.
Lights off,
no one home.
I don’t know where I’ve been
but I miss myself.
Oh God do I miss myself.
I miss the feeling of my toes,
in sand or water or grass.
This morning I noticed them
on the cold tiles
standing in the shower.
Me.
Ecstatic.
For the first time
in longer than I can remember,
I could feel my toes.
We’re coming home.
Slowly but surely,
we’re all arriving back here.
Home in this body,
that’s been abandoned for so long.
© Eternal Conversation 2022
📷 Noah Buscher
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npezadilla · 2 years
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Back to doing my thing, little by little… #illustration #underthesea #littlemermaid #illumishiny #mexicanartist #ilustracion #catarsis #pezadilla #feelingsonpaper #daisojapan #npezadilla #100yenshopart #1dollarshopart #doodle #artsketch https://www.instagram.com/p/CY4_XV4FUuJ/?utm_medium=tumblr
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lostinavoicelikeurs · 3 years
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To the one who gets to love her next
I hope you open her car doors
Always tell her you are proud of her
I hope you appreciate the way her brown eyes get wide when she’s excited
Let her pet any dog she want to
I hope you never tell her no when she brings home another animal
Please hold her close when she has break downs in the middle of the night
Let her take control of the music in your car
Don’t forget to sing a long with her
I hope you learn her food orders like the back of your hand
I hope you wipe the sleepys out of her eyes
and always ask how her day was
I hope you encourage her of her dreams and don’t let her tell you she’s not good enough
Cause she perfect
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11/03/19 Disillusioned.
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delicatecess016 · 5 years
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The longer I imagine the things I write
The deeper I fall to the mysterious heart
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thatmotadoe-blog · 6 years
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Insecurities
I am walking through life as if I'm walking through a street with poorly lit light,
And Without proper sight I am blind,
All alone with nothing but my shadow to follow
If I'm honest
I can barely remember what it's like to smile,
I have prayed, I have cried
I have tried to remember that I once was a fighter,
I am in denial I don't want to feel this ache in my throat
I don't want to shed another bullshit tear,
I've survived a gun to my head,
I've survived the loss of my innocence
Yet this insignificant part of me
Is breaking my heart
I want to remember I'm strong enough
But everytime I look down at the missing limb on my hand I feel stupid and useless
I want to remember what it was like to be confident again
I want to remember what it's like to be beautiful again
I'd like to accept myself for how I am now
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This is not for you
All i can do is wax poetic 
about the facts, no edit
and i can rap my feelings onto a page,
but i can’t wrap my feelings around my rage.
The confusion that you brought to me,
has fueled all these thoughts for me,
i wanna forget all the things, 
but its got to me.
To an extent, that i can’t even vent,
or try to invent, an exuse for me to hate you.
We’re probably at a deuce, and its the same to you.
I probaby seem a little bit insane to you.
I’ve been trying to seem sane for you.
But i just remain the same with you.
Thats probably the property of me,
thats the problem, whoo!
i wish i could be enough for you.
Every time i see you smile, it makes me happy from the inside-out.
Every time i make you smile, my day is made, i just wanna take you out.
Every time you share something about you, i’ve learnt enough for the day.
Its’s hard to keep these feelings at bay.
But i’ll do it if 
friendship is promised anyway.
Im not as simple as i seem, i hope you get to see, and don’t hate what i am.
i hope i can be a better man
Cuz all i wanna do is see us happy
Freestyle poetry to a rap beat
- Freestyle Poetry -
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devianttbehavior · 5 years
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I’ve always wanted to share a few of my favorite pages from my junk journal, but I’ve been too shy. I’ve had this journal for maybe 2 years and it’s not full yet, I’m hoping to get it full by the end of this year. I honestly enjoy how different every page is. It reflects the different times in my life and made me realize how much I constantly change but stay true to myself. I’m proof that even if you’re not good at art, you can still create something that satisfies yourself 💕
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Remembering Our Time
I lay in bed Thinking... Is it me? Do you still feel what I feel? Was it something I said? Something I did?
You don't talk to me the way you used to. I pray it wasn't just a spark. A touch of magic. Bright and beautiful My heart fluttered and flew through the air Like a feather Hoping you'd catch me. You touch still lingers on my skin Your kiss on my lips I still hear you whispering my name in the dark. Do you miss it like I do? Do you still remember the feeling of my fingertips trailing down your back? Do you still taste the wine from when I kissed you? When we were entwined That pinot noir on our breath. Does that music make you think of me? I still listen to it.
I pace my room Thinking... Are you still into me? Or are you gone?
-AG
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heleneem · 7 years
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Put your feelings into a drawing. #drawings #feelingsonpaper
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#feelingsonpaper #girltattoo #drawing #sunday #missyou
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flameboyxvisualarts · 6 years
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