5 Years ago, December 10 2014, this happened - Clexa met for the first timeÂ
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5 Years ago, December 10 2014, this happened - Clexa met for the first timeÂ
"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." - Albert EinsteinÂ
Doll
I’m falling again, a doll having been played with enough for the day, I’ve been cast aside and dismissed. Does she love me? probably. does she take care of me? sometimes. But as I am a doll, a limp lifeless figure, shell only play with me when there is nothing better to run off to. Im a doll, thrown and lost in the pile of toys she’d rather play with.
It hurts when I realize that you don’t realize how much I crave your love.
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Eternal Flame
An eternal flame rages in my chest, burning hotter, and hotter, as I do more, try more. There is no end to it I’ve found.All that is possible to do about it is deal with it and suffer from the pain and rage it causes you. It causes your heart to sink and bury itself somewhere dark and cold. You’ll easily loose it if your not careful. It’ll scare you and you’ll want to run, but that only makes it worse. The only thing you can find to do is face it which scares you more. One day though, we all find that one place where the eternal flame cant go. Stay there, keep that place, its you’re only chance of survival.
Heat
Having simple conversation is a struggle
Everything is fading all around me
At first I was okay but now I’m
Tumbling down and i cant get up
Mixed Emotion
Colors bounce everywhere you look, bright, dull, no true pattern
However you keep looking and looking to find some evidence of one.
You become dizzy as you go round and round,
Searching the never ending colors, until you fall, dizzy with confusion
Nothing you see makes any sense anymore
When did the colors start blending into a dull blur
You don't know, and cant remember.
Now its just like that, a dull blur, all the colors melting together in a messed up array.
You try to fix it, just to smear it more, there's no reversing it.
You find as you try and try
and finally you break down, your mind goes numb,
Time stops and the world is gone.
Drowning
Where am I… Why is this happening… Will anyone help me… I think as the world goes dark, Some unknown force pulling me deeper into the void. The pressure making my lungs fill with water. I sink and sink and try to scream but nothing works, no one can here me here My mind goes numb my heart starts to slow as I am held at the bottom, unable to swim up. I dream and pray for someone to help But they never do And I slowly die, realizing I can’t live any longer.
Rain Clouds
Rain clouds
Appear
In the darkness, as the
Netting presses me down,
Concealing and chaining me down, I try to
Leep away for my sanity.
Obsessing over the
Undeniable fate that shrouds me. the
Darkness prevails and The
Strings of depression weigh on my heart.
Love
Love blooms in the midst of summer, the chill of winter, the birth of spring, and the calmness in fall.
Though for some it takes hold and never lets go, others don’t get that kind courtesy.
For them the world becomes gloomy and depressing, until one day the find the strength and fortifying will to move on.
Here in this place the sunshine brings smooth light into they’re dark, colorless world, and they learn to be happy without the gift of love.
Suicide
Written by my dear friend Lindsey Tonachio Slowly Under the Influence of my insanity Carefully I cut Deeper then the rest I have come to my End
As the Blue Rose Blooms
As the morning dew rests upon it. As the bright sun’s first rays graze it. As it’s vines grow wilder and more enchanting. As the soft music of the jay bird blows through the air. As all things seem to slow down in a moment of perpetual bliss. As night, day, and earth seem to collide. In the midst of spring…
The Blue Rose Blooms.
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The butterfly
The butterfly flies on the tip of its wings.
Carried by the gentle springs soft wind.
She flutters her way to find her perfect destination.
The vibrant bed of of delicate flowers.
As she reaches her destination and finally gets the sweet nectar of the first blooms of spring.
She is joined by her siblings in the bright patch of heavenly colors.
Soon spectators of the world come to see this brilliant vision.
But as spring dwells on, and turns into summer, the butterfly takes her final flight away from the tranquil place to find a new.
To live till her short span is dwindled and gone.
The butterfly flies on the tip of its wing.