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For @damoambrose and @Stablish. I was once laid, huddled in my wings all black,. Wrapped up tight, no gentle light at my back,. Scribbles hidden in a notebook all tied up,.
Lungs overflowing with anxiety. Nervousness, polluting my blood. My minds trying to run. Eyes can't appreciate the sun. Or anything in between. Melodies of heartbreak, mistakes & fakes.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who's the fairest of them all. Who's the ugliest, the worst, Who is treasured, Who is cursed. Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who will rise and who will fall.
#youngwritershousehold Falling, Under this spell, Loving, I don't do well. Kissing, I don't do, Hugging, Maybe just for you.
If you died tomorrow, What would you do today.
Tonight I'm looking out of my window and savouring the precious seconds of the beautiful night around me. I'm shivering as the cool breeze touches my face but I don't care a bit.
I have a case of writer's block,. A wall of solid steel,. As hard to break as solid rock,. Don't think I'll ever heal,. I do the first that comes to mind,. Pour water in the kettle,.
It's a brand new day. The sun is out, saying hey. I am sitting on a train. Just thinking, using my brain. It says no. My hearts says yes. Where to go. It's a mess. Who to listen to.
Under control, freedom at hold, listening alone. Afraid of silence & solitude. Shoveled out my insides and left me hollow. I'm choking & I can't swallow. Fingertips pulling on the edges of tomorrow.
Dusk over dawn. The horizon beneath the sun. Waves cascading over the smooth sand. A cave hidden away on an island. Locked away. Hung by handcuffs against the cold stone walls. Welcome to my home.
#household. I wear my cover,. Like a coat,. To shield me from the rain,. Of prying eyes,. And wicked lies,. To stop you causing pain,. What you see now,. Is just a shell,.
I feel a little lost As if I'm out of touch Slightly overwhelmed Everything's too much I feel a little awed Surrounded by the greats A tiny little figure Upon whom I wait I feel a little tired My...
Hey princess how are you. Yeah I've had a few drinks and thinking of you. Remember how I used to get in a mood. Too many drinks and getting screwed. Then end up offending and being rude.
How deaf we have stayed And how blind we have been To the music we've played And the fights we have seen It's not long until All this mess will collapse We're already living to kill But falling in...
A thousand stars,. In the sky,. Two hundred wishes,. Way up high,. A hundred ways,. To say hello,. Ten thousand ways,. To let it go,. Three hundred miles,. Into my heart,. A thousand steps,.
Today happened And it wasn't like before. Yesterday I left my problems at the door. Funny how things change. Leave an imprint in your brain. Nothing ever remains the same.
Run run run That's what I want to do Let's me think Takes the stress away Running is a passion But I suck at it It enables me to wonder Ever more deeply about things Run That's all I used to do Run...
I sit here, Null Void Empty Like a vase with no flowers Like a lamp with no bulb Wish I could hold onto that which makes me feel, complete, That which makes me feel happy and bold I lay here, A...
This may not be that good, but I write when I'm bored......I'm always bored :P. And you guys all seemed to like my first poem (thanks btw!). I have a little box. And secrets lay inside.
If you could read my thoughts, If you could go through my life like an open book, If you could see me for who I really am, Would you hate me.
I'm five out of ten of the traits you list. You ask for that and I give you this. Draw your hands into two small fists. Bruise my lips with an angry kiss.
I'm still sitting on that same bench, and thinking, then I remembered something my friend asked me "What would your Boggart be?" she used to be a Harry potter nut, so that's not an unexpected...
Firstly, I should have learnt that it's usually wiser to keep quiet, even if you know you're right. Yet I should know sometimes I should just put my ideas out there, even if they could be wrong.
A melancholy mauve settles upon dreams, Descending quickly, but without haste, Encompassing and shrouding, smothering and clouding, So happiness dives, encapsulated, into the deep, Fearing, not...