C S Poetry

If my sorrow can become something beautiful; then it wasn't in vain.

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- I don't think I get this. - Get what? - Life. Cstenbergpoetry

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Will I ever heal?

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I dreamt that I cried, and when I woke up; I simply continued.

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My everyday depression is a foreverlasting oppression, Pushed down, yelled at, making you feel like a never ending session. I'll never be better, Maybe I'll write something nice in my Suicide letter. Wherever I go my demons come with, however strong I get, they knock me down harder, and oh! they also get smarter. The darkness comes tumbling down on me each day, and my words no longer know what to say. Same old same old, please, just take me away.. C S poetry

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Does your heart skip a beat when you hear my name, like mine does when I hear yours?

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And If I am to survive this; I shall never give my heart away again. I will be as cold as ice, hard as stone, and always slipping away like the river.

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I wish I knew who I was, am, and supposed to become. I am sorry to say that I don’t - and because of that I will make bad choices, and I will not be perfect.

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This is written on my other tumblr.

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Sometimes you have to set yourself on fire to be able to rise from the ashes anew. CS

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witch witch you’re a witch

and as she was standing there,  amidst the burning flames,  a hint of a smile could be seen.

CS 

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There is nothing else, like that sweet sadness. Just the right amount of bitter and madness. Good? Naughty? In the end who cares. A borderline freak I may be, With a handfull of phobias for all to see. I am addicted to sorrow, I need to feel like there is no tomorrow. Eternally damned, yet so blessed. I don't know what more to say; I guess im obsessed. C S poetry @gothochblandat on instagram

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Sometimes every now and then, you need to spend a whole day in bed.  Just to be with yourself, think philosophically on your issues, or even you might have some tears to shed.  Close yourself within the safety of the four walls of your bedroom, it will be fine.  Maybe after that, tomorrow will shine.

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Bestial Passions

Hello you, with those wicked eyes,  watching me in disguise.  Come here closer, take my hand.  I shall be in your eternal command.

One lick - one bite

Removed from mortal desires,  I now all the simple joys admire.  The hollow cracks of a wooden floor,  or a fusion of blood and skin, I now adore.

Their heartbeats are only for me,  try and run if you so choose, but I will always get to thee. I will look into your eyes, as I steal your time;  and by Satan, I feel sublime!

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Midnight Nightmares

The cracks of my chest echoes in the night. Alone with you.. gives me shivers of fright. I see the shadows of the moon dance upon the wall, watching them grow, oh, so tall. 

tick tock

Whatever I do, you won’t stay away.  Not even when I bury you, six feet under the light of day. Only when my soul gets to dance I feel no regret, but even then you won’t let me forget.

knock knock

My burning heart feel only sorrow,  crying to the fact that there is a tomorrow. So I will be waiting for your cold embrace. That sweet day, for when you will give me grace.

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Good morning

I wish I could stay in bed until the world would end. CStenberg poetry @gothochblandat on instagram

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Black and white

I’ve always wondered how things can be, and then not. Something beautiful but then leaves in your stomach, a knot. A high that once was so brimming with glory, you thought you could die now fulfilled, and not be sorry. Instead of accepting I keep thinking, and regretting. Well maybe not entirely, but at least thinking the what ifs, however, they usually get very upsetting.. This ended up into a very strange rant, maybe I should try and sleep, to stop this chant. CStenberg poetry @gothochblandat at instagram

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The screams have stopped. Now there's just a numbing silence. CStenberg poetry @gothochblandat instagram

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I can't really say how it happened or when. You said I was beautiful, I smiled, and then, After that came a hug, not one but many. One accidental kiss after the other, Gosh you even made me stutter. Just like that I had been rekindled. But you were not mine to keep, The hills got heavier and so very steep. You will always be inside my heart, And I can remember, how you made it spark. CStenberg poetry @gothochblandat instagram