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[theoutcastsays]

Demons in my head  and monsters around me, I am not scared of them anymore.  When I see them now, I dont feel afraid . I feel furious . I feel  thousands of volts of anger running through my viens . I swear , if they ever come face to face with me again I will tear them limb to limb .

~excerpts from my journal of self destruction

[env0writes]

A Gust of Words Vol. 4, 8.10.24 “Not A Lengthy Visitor"

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Opportunity raps and taps Upon my graven sleep My clear breathed coffin Maudlin Mondays Greet the week with open embrace Weeping like willows used for floorboards Whips each step onward Cracking me awake in the sleep light thunder In midst of sleepless nights The rapping, oh the tapping From my door, floorboards And more The house is aching, moaning, more The chance that pounds from every pore Sure I will wake With energy greater than The prior day Will I seize at that noise Snatch the very bugle From the wilting angels lips Morning fog will hide the way As beneath my sheets I hideaway Miserable Monday, I loathe the Owe the Your solemnity Found in the beak of a woodpecker Making opportunities knocks Nicks each bite I wake but will I stir? My soul separated from my body There I lay and here I stand The will and the willful and the will not Pubescently leaping to each rap Beyond that lifeless door imposing Open: Says I Beyond? — Tomorrow

[rohopelessmantic]

There's this thing in my chest, I'm unable to define it's just bigger than pain and smaller than grief don't know what to name it or maybe I'm awake all night just to name it

[writtennotsaid]

A Reminder

Please remember this freeing thought, "life has no true meaning. Our subjective thoughts make the landscape of our personal perspective. We are all Gods unto ourselves and should be worshiped as such -- do not desecrate the holy temple of thyself."

[hathaway-hayes]

"The simplicity. The stars. The sundering. The sanctity and the sin. I will all be gone. With only ashes and Epitaphs to echo." - Hathaway Hayes (excerpt from "005")

[lovergurls-world]

This pen is romantic.

Me having it is romantic.

But what could possibly be so romantic about a pen? It's just a pen, right? Oh... It's the pen he gave me once when I was at his place. Actually, I took it for a moment to note something and then I gave it back to him. But he said: "Keep it. Use it to give your exams. Let it be your lucky charm." Those words were fucking romantic. And I didn't realize it at the moment. So I kept it. And I have had it since.

We broke up.

And I still have it. I use it to write down important things and I fear one day I might lose it.

I don't want to lose it.

Me having this pen is romantic.

[moonlightt2000]

Forse sono io che non so più dove sto

Forse l'occhio è proprio il mio

Che mi vedo dentro

Ma a volte tutto mi pare uguale

È così stupendo e così banale

È come le cose che dovrei fare

Tipo imparare ad amarmi prima di imparare ad amare

Io volevo te

-Mezzosangue

[alexaswhore]

Words cant describe how beautiful Lana is ,her songs are heavenly like the dawn chorus you hear when you wake up. Lana walks in beauty,like the cloudless climes and stary skies.And all thats best of dark and bright,meet in her aspect and her eyes.♡

[madheartsmuse]

How many times your heart breaks soundlessly that it doesn't make any noise but you do feel something within has crashed .

@madheartsmuse

[polyhymniaslept]

and where do I begin?

there is a softness here,

flaxen-hued light settling itself shallow,

blurring the green around the edges as it forces water to your eyes.

your breath is forced to catch as the light shines on, and stillness becomes itself-

unbridled purity,

holy reverence.

these things that were

(alone, without witness),

these things that were,

forcing you to remember that

you are.

[rohopelessmantic]

I've never believed I'm that 'better' in everyone's life because I acknowledge others' strengths. I understand people can surpass me in various aspects. Everyone I'm close to, will find 'better' and go for it making me realize I'm never enough in any area of my life. Embracing humility, I value continuous improvement and learning from those who excel in different areas. I'm always trying to become that 'better' for them who is not that much easy to let go.

[floordive]

Slumbering happiness Permeating lucid dreams Body of sadness Buried and exhumed Time and time again My tongue: crude matter Unseemly beauty Wind billows sullied sheets

[writtennotsaid]

I am made of dry reeds; a single spark will set me alight to burn away throughout the night. The eyes on the charred vessel remind me that my body is of service, even if its is to just burn away, to be nothing more than a momentary blaze to keep the darkness at bay.

[berryhibiscuss]

[madamnmayhem]

[moonlightt2000]

Stupidi noi litigavamo per la parte del manico,

E l'amore è un coltello con due lame.

-Sanlordseastate