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what if I’m an echo

sound waves from something already said

what if I’m just stardust

living the lives of those who’re already dead.

#poppunk #poppunkpoetry #emo #emo girl

Tiny pieces of trash is what makes me a lady

Yeah, my mind is asphalt. Drive on me baby

A black mirror is salt, but it gets me through it

Are you here to kill me? Don’t worry, I’ll do it

#pop punk poetry #poetic prose #short poem #poetry #depression #angry

I am a dying star, failing to fight

Losing all my matter on a light polluted night.

#poetic prose #pop punk poetry #poetry #depressed #depression #writing

I’ll push through this if it kills me

And when it kills me

I’ll be free

#pop punk poetry #poetic prose #short poetry #short poem #depression #depressed

I’ll find you in the stars

I’ll take my ashes and empty them into the void. I’ll become dark matter. I’ll become what I have to to find a piece of you again.

#poetic prose #prose #short post #personal

Oh I’m dying alright

And I’m the one killing me

It’s PBR and Malort

Through all these fucking memories

#poetic prose #poetry #emo punk #emo #pop punk #pop punk poetry #personal

I am pollen from a dying tree.

I watch it angrily

I am nothing but the hate you gave to me

It’s seeps within me endlessly

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What will paradise feel like

If I’d never known it before

Would it feel like standing

When all I’d known is the floor?

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It was alarming when you hit me

Even more so when you cried

Your guilt will kill you

I’ll carry your body as you die

#poetic prose #short poetry #prose #writing #writing writing writing #free write

The stars are starving tonight

I am too busy seeing the places I’ll never go to see the places I’ve already been

#writing writing writing #poetic prose #depression

To be steady must be a fleeting thing

Because I see no rocks, only wings

#poetic prose #short #short poem #depression #prose #writing

Physically I am in Chicago

Mentally I am stuck sideways in the Suez Canal

#lol #funny #comedy #suezcanal

I saw someone looking up at the moon. They did not see me but I saw them.

For that moment I was watching something magical, something like smoke dissipating into the air. I saw memories roll through them like waves on an ancient coast, saw bloodshed in the soft cant of their head.

That stranger was dreaming. Wishing on countless stars and remembering when they truly believed any of them would come true. It’s fire in the veins and raw meat in the gut.

I wanted so desperately for them to disappear, to accept the fate that only a star could grant.

But instead they looked down. Back to the subservient concrete, the disheveled city, the long walk home.

They passed me and I did not turn to watch them leave.

They saw me but I did not see them.

#writing #write #personal #prose #poetic prose #depression #absent

I sit eating while competing

With those spider in the walls

The webs were built real sturdy

But they’ve only let me fall

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I study the rocks because no one noticed my smile. I hear the trees because no one listened to me when I needed it most. I cup the water in my hands because I see myself as a child seeping through fingers and spilling onto the kitchen floor.

I’ll clean up the mess, I promise.

I promise.

#prose #writing #depression

I’m sick of smiling through it all

I’m sick of this

I’m sick of the sadness

I’m sick of the madness

I can’t sleep anymore

#poetry #prose #writing #personal #depression

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