june @chamberbychamber - Tumblr Blog

i suppose i should make a pinned post. probably for the best. (this has since been updated, as i told my friends about this finally :])

I'm June :)

I dont think I'm a very GOOD writer, tis simply an outlet for me. this is a secret my poetry sideblog.

fae/faer or he/him. genderqueer. bisexual. audhd

#some sort of poet #i guess. i dont really like to think of myself that way though #cause im not sure any of this is actually something that qualifies as poetry. but i need an outlet that might actually be seen #rather than writing everything in my notes app. yknow.#im literally just a boy who has feelings

eight o’clock in the morning

plotting to run away for the hell of it

packing bags shaped like race cars

made for seven year olds

“you and i will never be them”

screamed into the sunset

faded tattoos and hair grown as long

i think were gonna make it

#seven year olds #idk this isnt actually anything . whats it about? shrug!#sometimes you have to write even if it doesnt mean anything.#ive been thinking a lot about how noah kahan writes tho #and this is vaguely inspired by his writing #poem #poetry

an olive branch extended by the hand of God

a promise of holiness, if i do no wrong

her tender hand turned harsh, with age and wisdom

power and control, for His kingdom

called by a shrub filled with berries

made of sinful desire

why strive for heaven

if i am made of fire?

#Olivia.#poetry #poem #this is about my grandmother again #holla #no but actually i just wrnt to the doctors #at a very very christian hospital #and got deadnamed the wholleeeee time #and fuckk dude #that sucked.#deadname #transgenderism #who up transing they genders !#i hate my grandma

theres a spider in my room,

watching me, stalking me,

pondering my every move.

just in the corner of my vision

darting away before they see

i shout for them to look

all they do is worry about me

#spider #this isnt about spiders #well no shit . duh. but also surprise! it IS about spiders.#its layered (its not.)#'girl where have you been' the void (i got anxiety medication)#poetry #poem #spiders? i guess.#can i logically tag this #spiders georg #i just did. what r u gonna do about it. huh.#what are you a cop #anxiety

When i was young,

i would hide in my closet

the small smace a sanctuary

safe from the noise

i could still hear,

still feel the house shake,

their footsteps heavy,

and voices loud

id sit on the floor

surrounded by comfort

and pray for it to stop

#closet #poetry #poem #sad!#oh well #growing up #i wrote this on the floor of my closet #some things never change #i suppose #my mom is on a rampage and im having a really hard time with it . if you couldnt tell.

My mother is not my mother,

i think she forgot how to be.

no more gentle guidance,

or soft comfort for me.

"im busy working",

as far as my memory lets me see.

panic attacks and breakdowns

seen only as a failure

hiding in my own shadows

floundering in the hereafter

#mother #poetry #poem #mommy issues?#i dont think i have those.#this sure makes it sound like i do though huh #.... hey guys what's up been a minute #i think tumblrs rly gonna like this one #i cried writing it hashtag lol

the air smells of dust and grass

i watch you sift through her artifacts

pieces of life, hidden in cupboards and drawers,

watching you mourn, both her life and yours

house frozen in time, as if it doesnt exist

as silent prayers escape parted lips

#dust and grass #this is about kodas grandma. hi koda. i wrote a poem about your grandma i never met #i went to her funeral a couple weeks ago #you see #and since then ive had this tumbling around in my brain #cause how else do you process watching a family you just met mourn a matriarch you never knew #anyways.#poetry #poem #family?#family.#but its not My family. lol #someone elses family entirely

i look in the mirror, and you’re all that i see

everything i hate, reflected back to me

we have the same nose,

same chin and cheeks

but i have my mothers eyes,

her smile and hair

so to say i hate myself too

isnt quite fair

#features #I HATE YOU KATHY I HATE YOU YOURE EVIL. YOU AND YOUR STRONG FUCKING GENETICS #this could be read as if its about my father. however ☝️ it is about his mom #grandma trauma lol #poetry #poem #hate #having the same hair color and cut as her is a lot harder than i expected it to be.#which is to say hard in general. i forgor i look like her and then I cut my hair short and dyed it brown and now im like😦😦😦😦 PUT IT BACK

gun to my head

knife to my throat,

my body's on fire

im choking on smoke

spiral of doom

death and despair

engulfed in the smell of burning hair

dont know what to do

or where to run

stuck in this room

made to watch it burn

#burn #im depressed can you tell can you tell can you tell 🥺 is it too obvious 🥺#haha just kidding i know its very obvious #remembers my frienfs follow me here now. haha #heyyyyyyyy guys.... hows it goin......#poetry #poem #depression

gazing upon my reflection, i no longer recognize who i am

a shape contorted and strange, increasingly unfamiliar day by day

i can no longer look myself in the eye, for i do not like what i see

my stare vacant, and my soul heavy

#reflection #DYSMORPHIA DYSPMORPHIA DYSMORPHIA #haha i am struggling with my body image can you tell. surprised i havent written about it yet #this ones sad I'm sorry about that #no im not #.yes i am #poetry #poem #body dysmorphia #gender dysphoria #brutal combo

im doing laundry alone

dancing as i hang clothes to dry

waiting for you to get home

i never thought id make it here alive

20 and in love

but somewhere in the back of my mind

im still 14 and scared

that none of it is meant for this life

#20 #BIRTHED #i was birthed #i was actually birthed one whole week ago but um. ive been busy. mostly having raging lesbian relations and also crying #i think this poem is bad #for the record #but alas we persist #poetry #poem #love #growing up #wlw

bones in the ground that i had never known,

mourned by souls no longer mine

decaying alone six feet below,

grief swallowing them like a vine

cadaver too young, life taken too soon

our hearts no longer intertwine

i still think of you in the light of the moon

#cadaver too young #poetry #poem #friendship #friendship breakup #uh oh!#no it happened a long time ago its fine #someone i was once really really close with just lost someone close to them #and im struggling on how to deal with it #cause we're still in contact but we don't have like. serious conversations like that anymore #so! im writing poetry about it. lol #this poem makes it sound like we were in love but we were best friends so we basically were

i lay in bed, counting sheep

(one, two, three, four,)

and struggle to drift off to sleep

(five, six, seven, eight,)

staring at the ceiling

(nine, ten, eleven, twelve,)

then staring at the wall

(thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen,)

back and forth, toss and turn,

(seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty,)

with no relief or rest at all

#counting sheep #i actually think this is dumb a little #but i wrote it anyways so whatever #poetry #poem #sleep #insomnia

as i wait upon my watery grave, far from home, seeking what i crave, i hear a song of a sirens sort, though force myself to hold down fort.

though the night long and the wind cold, i know this story has already been told, i write my thoughts in the sand, washed away by my sirens hand

she calls to me, "i have what you seek, follow me into the deep," but ive tethered myself to a fallen tree, and buried my woes before the sea,

"i cannot follow you, my dear, for i have chained myself to this spot in fear,"

as i await throughout the night, i see the sun begin to rise,

and i know ive once more won this fight

#watery grave #poetry #poem #something a bit different #is this about suicidal ideation? who knows! maybe! ..... a little bit but actually im fine

it is raining outside,

and i am surrounded by new faces.

it is gloomy but it is bright and there is water in my hair, words in my mind, wind through the trees and thunder in the sky

i only know two people and i recognize a few others, the rain is calming down and my boots are wet inside.

but i am meeting the new faces, being introduced slowly. i feel less unfamiliar and more comfortable in my skin, my hair is finally dry and the sky is quiet

#raining #idk what this is i went to an open mic and didnt perform but i met one (1) new person and i felt vaguely inspired because i was outside #poetry #poem #slice of life #rambling

this is the whole point, isnt it?

you almost forgot though! dont forget!

the butterfly effect is crazy, because she doesnt know it yet

but in a week

in a day

in a month

youll forget about all of this.

but thats the whole point, isnt it?

#the whole point #a commentary on internet trends #i suppose #like wikl you people SHUT UP IM HERE TO LOOK AT HATSUNE MIKU MEMES AND PRETTY WOMEN!!!!#poetry #poem #internet #tiktok #she doesnt know it yet #butterfly effect #almost forgot this is the whole point

roasted corn at orange sunsets,

and small adventures to coffee shops and garden tents

homemade lattes with extra whipped cream

love in the air and peach stands on side streets,

open doors and open windows,

leaves growing on trees

adventures to be had

new places to be seen

#roasted corn #poetry #SUMMER ITS SUMMER I LOVE SUMMER AUGGUGHHH #love #but of summer #love but in like the non romantic context #i haven't written in a little bit ive been busy #poem #freeform? is this freeform?#what even is freeform poetry actually #i don't know

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