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Turmoil
There is a silent numbness in my heart—
it breaks, and breaks the reverie of mind.
This living, throbbing flesh has come apart;
the torment has been rough and less than kind.
Hark! the wind is slithering through grass;
Death shall spare no jolly lad or lass.
But soon, this tempest will subside
only to fall anon and rise.
Away, away, my eyes are full!
I need not you, nor words of lie...
No way, no way, can I then pull
away from you. Words don't lie.
Midnight is when this love is ripe,
but fits of terror seize me whole.
The beads of sweat on forehead wipe
away my worries, calm my soul.
My nerves are still, and I am calm.
The peace returned is my balm.
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hi, how have you been
Heyy!
Im alright, a little tired
How are you? How's life?
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A Subtrist Musing
I ruminate about my present when I hear that you’re back in our town
It takes me back to the cool summer nights
I listen to your tunes and feel the breeze
I read your words and feel the cold
I saw it in your eyes as you noticed the years pass by through the city
Now I’m oceans away and imagine all the alternate threads this pulled
One where we oscillate, one where I make your fears come true
One where you find a brighter glint, and one where we end up intertwined
While you stayed in the past
I try to reconcile what once was and what it is now
I won’t sing a letter in your name
It’s only an occasional wonderment
I could be looking at mosaic art from a window across the street
You could be driving into the sunset with your perfect composure
I will think of the cool summer nights all those years ago
And my heart sighs, “Did you ever find what you were looking for?”
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Haunted
Letters were addressed to my misery
They haunt me with the life I left behind
My hand answers the phone, my head races precocious warnings in a litany
The conversation rains spectacularly on my fledgling parade
I’m on an island shore whilst stormy seas await behind the veil
My brittle bones keep me tethered to the choice only I could forbade
The island is prophesied to a glorious sinkage
I send back a message in a bottle of my pretend indifference
My voice is too tired to lament while my heart screams in agony, one life for another to pillage
Incapacitating onism sits in my stomach
The storm is brewing and the center of it, my destiny
I’m haunted by the life I left behind
-The Creaky Writer
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one of my favorite sensations is when you can feel the ocean nearby without seeing it
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Winded Path
Walking down the winded path I am aware of the race I’m running, like a dog of its master's death My feet hoped to piroutte to the song of the ocean Now they trudge on rocks that do not bear my name
Speedsters pass by me, leaving me in dust I worry that I won't feel the pelagic melody again, then I go back to my ways I whelve away my poetic longing I'll hate myself for the disonnance and then rage at the world
Tell me not to go down that thought Then shove me further down that spiral I'll squander my youth dreaming of what could have been Then spend my last days resenting what was
This winded road has bartered me a mirage and for my passion Signposts mock my dull stride while I sigh at my nudnik troubles I'll squander my youth dreaming of what could have been Then spend my last days resenting what was
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Gravity
I see you shine in the crowd that savors your glory Fiercest of elements would agree if I adored you to a fault Oh well, your gravity is mightier than my cry for you in this story
Show me again, what's worth worshipping within this plight Something tells me I will beg to differ While your nectar laden gaze sustains me for a fortnight
Dangle in front of me, a path I can't follow if it led me to a midnight sea My ink falls short in doing justice to your pull Your fleeting presence tells me this can never be
I will feel you in the moonlight that you must be looking at this moment that the night conspires How I would follow you to the ends of the earth if you utter the words How I would let you shatter my heart if it fuelled your command that everyone admires
As much of your incendiary attraction I can stomach which triggers in me a quake I will pen my feelings and send them to the stars that do not align for us But even the most fearsome solar storms can't stop me from basking in your wake
--- The Creaky Writer
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raise a glass to the posts you love that end up deleted. to the fanart and fanfics you lose track of and can't locate. to the blogs you used to look through that ended up unexpectedly disappearing. to the things you didn't archive because you always assumed they'd be there.
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“you should be at the club” i should be by the sea. i should be in the mountains. i should be awestruck and rendered speechless by the majesty of the natural world. if you even care
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Clove Laden
Sandy dusk and heavy hearts Truth spoken amid clove laden smoke heals me in parts Call my bluff, knowing smiles we borrow Seething tempers and consuming sorrow Protected hopes afraid from being dashed and trampled on The storm beneath dissipates into the clove laden smoke, a piece I mourn Heart lightens and bond tightens for this broken maiden A fleeting anchor, see you in smoke so clove laden
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Painting by Holly Warburton, A face in the crowd
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The First Wave
I close my eyes and dream of a place
The island on the other side of the calamitous ocean
My raft held together with scions
Will it fall apart at the hit of its first wave in my indevotion?
I close my eyes and dream of a face
One that must lend me sails to set
Instead it hammers on the cracks
Will it heave me back from the first wave with the remorse I beget?
I close my eyes and dream of a heart
The antidote to my exhaustion and anguish
But the heart is broken and cuts cracks into mine
I try to make it to the first wave sans it before I perish
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Meet Me In Every Universe
If I can't say it ever, I'll say it now in this verse
Please meet me in every other universe
Even if fate obstructs the path in its crowning
Take my hand, stop me from drowning
You said it feels like family when you spend long enough time
I knew it in my heart your song and mine rhyme
I send out my prayers into the cosmic thread
That unites us in a timeless pool of rearranging emotions unsaid
Our silences have the loudest nostalgia
We sit among words that spell so much that ease my dysphoria
If I can't say it ever, I'll say it now in this verse
Please meet me in every other universe
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Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. Then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals. 🎶🎧💜💙🤗
Helloooo Rickie, how are you?
@exquisitecrow has also tagged me in a similar challenge a little while ago and I couldn't respond 😭
Anyhooo, I shuffled my playlist and here are the first five songs that come up:
Stella Brown by Jelani Aryeh
Greek Tragedy by The Wombats
Ghostride by Crumb
Meteor Shower by Cavetown
Are You Bored Yet? by The Wallows (ft. Clairo)
This is an indie pop/rock playlist I shuffled (I can't get myself to switch genres in one music sesh hehe), so these songs came up :)
I saw both of your posts on your music shuffle and we have similar tastes, gotto love that <3
Love
The Creaky Writer
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