Ive allowed myself to be with a person who genuinely makes me feel like I’m not a cool person, not an interesting person, not a person worthy of being heard. And I think that’s the saddest part of my life. I’ve forgotten how fun of a person I am. How much I deserve attention. How much someone would be willing to lend me their ear, not out of obligation, but out of joy.
I miss that.
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One of my biggest regrets
Was being too insecure
To see you loved me,
Maybe more than I’ll ever know.
Photography by Brandon Kidwell
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For years I was ashamed, that I couldn’t draw pictures
Forgetting that words were also art
And that the swirls I make on a page
Are just as imperative
As any painter has ever made.
Painting “Filled With Joy” by Destiny Womack
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Not being able to trust your own thoughts
Because you never know what you’ll think the next moment
Is a special kind of hell.
When you don’t even trust yourself,
Who else is there to believe in?
Photography by Kylie Parks
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My life is a series of obsessions
Strung along by
Brief moments of sanity.
Photography by Gruet Florian
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Obsession is the only thing that sparks my creativity
A preoccupation with the object of my desire
All-consuming to the point of destruction
And then as if by magic
I forget.
Artwork by Eliana Marinari
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So jealous and possessive
Of every boy I’ve ever touched
And every man I’ve ever loved.
I do not own rights to this photo.
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You are one thing my mind could never forget
Hopped up, you take the lucidity away
The fear, my anxiety washes from me
I have you on my lips and for a moment
The world falls silent.
Artwork by Victor M Gente Bastarda on flickr.
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Has life felt for others
What these last weeks have felt for me?
Such perplexity and tangling in my mind
Disorientation in my soul
Unsettling in my unconcious.
Artwork by Roby Dwi Antono
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I felt you last night while I was praying
I said your name in my head and then
An immense pressure I’d never felt
Wrapping around my torso
Pulling me in
Clutching my face
Pushing into me
I didn’t turn around
I didn’t want it to end
Because I knew,
I’d never feel this again.
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Will I continue to covet you for a lifetime?
Continue to yearn for your body next to mine
Lust after you from here right now
Until the end of my road?
I should give up now
And let you go
But you make it impossible
To drop everything I’ve held in imagination
When you keep appearing
Right when I tell myself to forget.
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Would it be a sin to look into your eyes
And tell you all the places
My tongue would trace
Had there been no obstacles
To me loving you.
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You’ve inspired a hole in my heart for so long
I’ve become used to living empty
Who knew you’d leave such an impression
In a world that has so plenty.
Photo Credit: JMFenner91 on DeviantArt
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Getting my hands on you
Will be a lascivious affair
Why does my body always want you
When you’re no longer there?
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So often I think about
All the ways you hurt me
Not even considering
How much pain I caused you.
The more I hurt you
The more you pulled away
Leaving me reeling
Out of ignorance.
My fighting demons was no excuse
To destroy the soul I love
More than any other on this Earth.
Artwork credit does not belong to me but please let me know if you are aware of the original artist because I am obsessed.
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We always seem to meet up,
You and me,
At the worst time.
With minds and bodies broken
From the sheer wear of life.
Have you been waiting for me
All these years?
Hoping I appear in a crowded room
Just so you can catch a glimpse
Of my eyes on yours.
When will we drop our armor
Call a stalemate
And just fall into each other’s arms?
From absolute exhaustion
From breaking one another’s hearts
For so long.
I do not own the rights to this photograph.
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Once you begin
To release your old identity,
Shed your old skin
Without conflict;
Finding yourself becomes
A beautiful journey.
Art Print by KylaRoseArt’s UK Etsy Shop.
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