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I haven’t followed my destiny since the age of 14 and now I think the gods fear me

#random thoughts #current mood #theyhavenoreasontofearmeaslongastheydowhatiaskiguess #life is weird #lol

Father

Who lights the fire in our hearth?

He who cares about his beloved

What is a father’s love but warmth?

The blanket soft, wrapping a bundle

What is a father’s love but protection?

A raincoat and boots in foul weather

When I spin until I’m dizzy and fall,

he shakes his head but stays ‘til I stand tall

He sings his praise when I prove clever and brave

He scolds me in private when my judgement brings shame

Mistakes changes not how he welcomes me home

His arms are open in happiness, and in heartbreak when that occurs

But above all, his love gave freedom in a wide open world

Leaving the door open for moments when I feel lost and hurt

My father loves me dearly, even when I am a fool

There are times I forget to use the tool, that I was given sincerely

#poem #creative writing #poetry #father #role model #family #love

The Child Became Ice

When I first met the Cold

it hurt and I shivered

It bit my skin and

my bones rattled

A child could not survive

such a frightening sight

I imagined myself as different;

A fairy born from ice and frost

I was one with the Cold

and it could not hurt me

How else to live in

a snow covered land?

How else to move with

my limbs frozen?

Your kindness was sudden

and warmth was a fright

Thinking I might melt

I recoiled and took flight

There from a distance,

I felt it again

I was not made from Ice,

but from blood and flesh

Oh, I miss the heat

the softness, the sweet

My own heartbeat

and maybe, company

#poetry #poem #sad poem #childhood #coldness #connection #ice and frost

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“Oh, blackened rose In a summer field Surrounded by beauty Alone, grown by fear Summer is short The season will pass Forgotten by all With nothing left Yet winter will pass And spring time will flow In a summer field A black rose grows”

— J.R.A

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New version:

A blackened rose

In a summer field

Surrounded by beauty

Alone, grown by fear

Summer is short

The season will end

Rose, withered away

Without a single friend

Yet winter will pass

And spring time will flow

In a summer field

A black rose grows

I live, bitch

With all the shit going down on Twitter, I have chosen to revert into my teenage self and go back to Tumblr.

I hope we can rejuvenate the (good, kind, weird) spirit of old Tumblr because I need a place online where I can let my chaos reign for the powers of good.

Cheerios!

#leaving twitter

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Demon Hunter

things that hide in the dark

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I made some cute shit in the past, forgot about it but lets resurface this story prompt board thingy.

#story prompt #story inspiration #demonhunter #monster hunter #moodboard

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You too?

What the fuck am I doing with my life?

That’s the question on everyone’s mind, right? I can’t be the only one. When we look into each other’s eyes, can we see the confusion? A hesitation right before taking the next step?

Some people just seem to have it all wrapped up, keeping it together and organized. Yeah? People used to say that about me, still do, and I have no fucking clue.

So we’re all a little lost, no big deal. Join the line. Talk with your friends how shitty life is until it’s time to go to sleep and dream of better things.

I don’t want to do that anymore. I mean, just complaining and waiting. It sucks.

Hey, I don’t know the future. It would be easy if we did, making all the right choices. But right for who? Me of course, I might think. Right for me. But shouldn’t I do that even if the future is unknown to me? The short answer would be yes, and the long one is too long for tonight.

Where was I going with this?

So I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing and I’m sick of it. Doesn’t mean I know how to change it or lose the feeling of dread.

I don’t want to be a legend. Or be remembered forever. But one day, I will be dead. Done. Gone.

It would be nice if I could feel like I enjoyed my life while I had it. That I made my own life worth living. That I knew what to do every now and then, rather than just floating along the currents.

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Still feel the same way. I know others feel this way too. Don’t worry, we’re gonna be okay. I’m not less confused and I still can’t predict the future but I am happier now.

#feel lost #we are the same #life #hey its gonna be ok