BrokenEmoBoy

he/him transman emo as fuck plays the guitar 27 yr mdni

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A poem I wrote about my anger(kinda) still new to writing to poetry so don't be too mean.

Anger-

Red, hot, seething rage

Breath air now cold as ice

Tremble as your eyes roll back

Eyes covered in crimson blood

Seeing only red

It's hot

Breath the cold air

Crimson blood everywhere

Set fire to my body

My mind is bleeding

Breathing in fire

Red hot seething rage

Breath air hot as fire

Become the glacier

Keep everything under the surface

Even when seen it's barely the tip

Everything underground

A fake sanctuary of my own design

You promise I won't be hurt unless i get jn your way

I can move I'll get the chance to change course

Or don't and break like the titanic

I thought i was unbreakable

Only to find out i have a heart

Hearts shatter and break

How hearts break, how we deal with them, how we heal ourselves

Smoke until i can't feel the heat

Drink until im not cold

do i even know how you feel anymore

jf i did would i still feel like shit

Would i still be uncomfortable by how life wars

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Happy 4th of July everyone, it's prolly gonna be our last since our president has been ruled a god king by our Supreme courts

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Does anyone else get that midwest urge to fight a cryptid or is it just me?

[promptsblog]

Your protagonist is the only one who remembers the day everyone else has forgotten.

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I remember that day. The day that we all died. We all are breathing now but there was a time when we didn't. A time where both time and space held its spot and we were just not. Just not anything other than gone. Anything other than this bond. This bond that brought us back. A bond that could even beat death.

I remember the pain of everything. The pain of leaving. The pain that came with burning everything around me only to find the bridges I needed to stay were burnt. They won't say they were burned but look at them. See how they loom overhead like how death groomed us.

Groomed me to be theirs. Made me want nothing more than the death that I should have beaten. The death that breathes life into my corpse. Not anyone else's but mine. I know I said that we all died that day and only I remember, but I'm a liar. I lied about everyone dying and coming back. It was just me who died. Just me who left. Just me with my death.

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Stickers of Brian

Love the song definitely how I feel about the current job that I have rn

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My depression sucks

It's a liar

Doesn't give a fuck

Running out of luck

I'll have to run

Be better or deny

Deny that I feel like shit

Deny that I want to die

Deny that I don't want to feel this way

Wait, I don't want to feel like this

I know what to do to feel better

But can I do it

Can I manage

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BCKYRD

Song only makes me think of when an old friend of mine and I would keep suicide notes on us. We both made it to today and I don't even know how to say I'm so fucking proud of us for having made it through then.

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When the oberton window shifts from passive to active that's when things get dangerous

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Somehow I'm still the outcast in a group of outcasts.

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I miss my friends but I don't think they miss me, I mean if they did they'd respond when I message them. They'd say something back when I post things in our group chat. I get that I moved away but I'm not allowed to live in that state anymore. Even if it wasn't to get away from my abusive ex my right to exist is being taken away. I'm sorry that I don't talk about myself alot, it's just that every time I do people don't stay. I guess it's better to be alone than be surrounded by people who will be your friend only if it's convenient to them right?

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Midwest emo band name, urethra prolapse

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My bf and I having a convo

Bf: Am I white trash?

Me: I dunno, I used to live in a trailer park

Bf: white trash by association then

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I'll keep you in my back pocket

Never mention how I feel

Now that I'm locked out of this locket

Will you still be there

Still be in my pocket

I love you too much to leave you alone

I can't leave without you

You're the reason I'm still here

Still wishing

Will you stay if I go missing

Will anyone find you

Will anyone find me

Dead and gone

I still have you in my wallet

Living out a past that never should have been

Will you still be with me if I hide inside a wallet

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Talking about family is fucking weird. Like how do I explain that my step brother is my cousin. I don't blame dad for dipping I would too if my ex wife wanted to be with her sister's husband's older brother that we've known for like what 10-20 years prior. You're the reason I don't have a relationship with any other family.

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Never thinking you're going to grow up and then you hit adulthood and now it's all like fuck what am I supposed to be doing

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Slice my wrists open

Bleed the infection of my life out of me

Bleed me dry until I can't remember why I hate myself

Cut me up until you can't recognize my face

Held together by stitches no one can see

Death by a thousand cuts

So slice me open

Bleed me dry

Slice me open

Bleed me dry

Slice me open

Let me cry

If you could see the walls inside my mind

you would question how

How have I not gone insane

Death death death

Everywhere everything nothing

Kill me end me make this stop

I just want this to stop

I'll end it by my own hands

Stop this death

Stop this mess

Stop myself

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Happy mothers day to everyone's moms except mine. You were the reason why those commercials would go "its 10 pm do you know where your child is at?"