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[mylittletankaworld]

as river waters, words, too, are never the same otherwise, how could what I once deeply treasured now be the cause of such pain?

[mylittlepoemworld]

when did I stop looking up at the sky and wondering about the endless space? when to beauty did I turn a blind eye and youth's sparkle disappeared from my face?

was it somewhere down this sinuous road that I lost track of who I was before? was it when I began to bear this load that I noticed I was enough no more?

I want again to lay under the sun like a kid, play and lose track of the time I want to run through green hills and have fun and don't give a damn if my verses rhyme

I want to change, to be worthy of you I want you to know the child I once knew

[inadvertently-writing]

Time to "exit, stage left..."

I don't feel love anymore..

I am sickened

my soul is numb

and my heart is crumbling

I don't feel passion anymore

what once was a feeling

has now become an effort

I don't feel anything anymore

my sense of touch has lessened

my sense of meaning has 

drained along with it

So let us all start doing what it takes to

stop all of the don'ting in our lives

By@inadvertently-writing ©

[abitbrokenpoetry]

this is what it’s like to love you.. It’s like being the last 2 people alive.. floating aimlessly through space.. watching galaxies drift by the window.. stars exploding to life and giving them names.. your laughter swept away by cosmic wind.. But it’s a lonely existence.. Your eyes full of emotion your lips can’t speak.. and everyday, you long to open the door of our spaceship and fly away.. Unaware of instant death that awaits you.. How long can I hold you in my arms until you outgrow them.. how long until I can no longer stop you from slipping out the door.. ..and you’re gone.. and I’m left alone surrounded by this ethereal but empty beauty.. everything we love is temporary.. everyone we know, minuscule in an infinite universe..

This is what it’s like to love you.. I choose to love you everyday.

[gamktheonion]

This pressure in my chest

Am I having a heart attack?

When I think of you

I want everything, I want the world

But I don't want anything that isn't you

The pain makes me feel more alive than ever

But it's so intense it could kill me

I'm afraid to say those words

I'm afraid it's just an illusion …

-gamk

[mylittletankaworld]

our fragile thread snapped I've cut it with my own hands now, only silence. restlessly, I spend my nights yet, in dreams, you still find me

[mylittlepoemworld]

Tonight

tonight, I remembered how much I miss

when I waited, longing for you to come

when you turned my boredom into a bliss

when you made me forget how I was numb

tonight, I also remembered my fault

when I let my fears get the worst of me

when I made our closeness come to a halt

when I buried everything we could be

tonight, I feel my heart filled with regret

tonight, I feel my soul's turning to black

tonight, I feel I will never forget

tonight, I feel you will never come back

for now, I'll pop a pill, call it a night

and hope I will never repeat tonight

[inadvertently-writing]

someone/anyone?

I am trying to be someone...

or some of one...

or one of something...

or some of the one that

i've yet to even know...

still, many years on this earth and

I still do not know who I am supposed to be...

the me, the him, the other one...?

I hope to soon figure out why I was

put here in the first place

By@inadvertently-writing ©

[abitbrokenpoetry]

there will be disappointments. That’s the nature of life. There will be cruelty. And days the darkness will feel like it’s suffocating you. There will be relationships lost, lovers, friends. And there will be loneliness. And nights when it feels like the world ends. but there will also be mornings. moments that make your eyes shimmer with tears of hope. And there will be those that stay(maybe forever). There will be tiny droplets of light to find even on the darkest of days(if you look for it). And every night the world ends, you can open your eyes and make a new one the next morning (if you want to).

[mylittletankaworld]

A simple mistake

I know it is all it takes

To crumble my dreams

My most well-built Sandcastles

Are washed away by the waves

[poeticstories]

like I'm undead..

the choices I could have made if I had given up the end would have been somewhere already in my past and these thoughts, they leave me haunted with a sickening sort of dread- like I'm undead

[mylittlepoemworld]

Inglorious Path

Oh, miserable life! A hideous figure in my sight So much pain, regret, suffering, and strife A dark and sinuous path with no guiding light!

We stumble upon stones, fall on the bushes Filled with the most beautiful roses That bite us with their poisonous spines!

As we lie down on the floor, the fever arrives As our hearts pump this rotten blood Tearing and butchering our very insides

Until what's left is nothing but the shell of what once was a confident child and where dreams and hopes dwelt

[inadvertently-writing]

by@inadvertently-writing ©

[inadvertently-writing]

Something to ponder

“Fix it. Remember that, sooner or later, before it ever reaches perfection, you will have to let it go and move on and start to write the next thing. Perfection is like chasing the horizon. Keep moving.”

— Neil Gaiman

[abitbrokenpoetry]

I had declared war on myself.. Bloody battles raging for years.. I sat in the middle of the killing fields.. savage; dirty weapons in hand.. victims lying around me.. but deep down I was broken.. people would come& they would go.. & I barely noticed them.. until you came wondering in my path.. you crawled through the landmines.. & dodged my grenades.. & you patiently sat with me as things exploded.. you were fighting your own battles.. you gave me your coat.. and wiped away my tears for awhile.. & it wasn’t nearly so lonely there anymore.. I never thanked you for that.. for keeping my company.. when I was trying so desperately to destroy myself.. I hope wherever you are now.. you have fought all your battles.. & won your war.

[sorrybadstory]

you remind of the daylight

always nice when there’s breeze

I’m indifferent about the sun though

unless its you then i aim to please

things been hard on the both of us

you know life’s hobby is to tease

my heart is hurting for the both of us

these days i don’t feel at ease

- Reem A.B