[wnq-writers]

“i admire those who aren’t afraid to admit they’re a little out of their head, this world is maddening after all. we’re each made up of our own little tragedies; the time we wasted, the people we miss, that chance we never took, the goodbye we forgot to say. i think it takes a great deal of madness to say, to hell with it, maybe you have to be a little crazy to survive.”

— ekta somera

[neckkiss]

via weheartit

[rosequartzfultonstreet]

Footsteps At The Pond // La Dispute

[sanddollarpoems]

I lie awake

How many days

Weeks of watching the ceiling

I miss you

And try so hard

To find a way to fall asleep

This is now

The way I wait

The way I hold my breath

[blossomfully]

[sanddollarpoems]

Wake me with kisses

Lay lips upon my skin

Sweetly devour me

And watch as I give in

[teacup13-deactivated20200319]

Sometimes we find that perfect person, but then have to accept that they’ll live their life being perfect for someone else.

[poetryatmost]

There was no in between with you. We were floating, or we were drowning.

Poetry At Most

[albreaksthechain]

I never stop believing in love. I still long for its magic to come. I don’t mind waiting. I don’t mind even though in between I experienced countless heart aches, no matter how many times my heart breaks I will still wait for you to come pick-up the pieces. Yes, it left numerous scars. Some of the bruises are fresh but I’m still holding on, I incline to time to dry and heal it. They will always be there. Their existence is my reminder of the things that could have been better. They are remnants of what went well and what went wrong. They were once smiles, frowns, laughter, and cries. They are my lessons. They are not disasters on my skin, they are the fragments of the places where I used to travel. Someday it will create a map, will pin point all the roads and railways, will set the route, for you to find me here— alone, standing, and broken.

[uhhohhh]

I could listen to you talk about the things you love forever

[dividingthevintage]

Patience

I don't trust the waves that crash the lands The winds that dance all through my hair The breathes you take around my face Is the only item you seem to taste But worry not I'm always here Living everyday Each second there is fear Of maybe our flame burning out I'll douse the fields and light them up Just to see you smile once more Even if I'm never more

[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

even if no one sees your art or photos, don’t stop creating them.

[dividingthevintage]

So Far Gone

I never knew you you were just a mystery fade into darkness

[dividingthevintage]

Darkened Skies

She went somewhere only winds would know Crossing over mountains, through frost and snow Smoking quietly on that spliff that frees her mind Writing gently in her book to remember good times Often she jots down her nightmares and woes To break free from chains that have her entombed She embraces the arms of the man she adores Reminding herself that she is cared for once more She finds her peace inside his confused eyes Praying nothing will ever destroy their ties Hollowed open her heart to entitle him to top it off Kept within the shadows because she succumbed to the dark

[hypnoticwinter-deactivated20161]

wastit

i shall miss myself so much when i die and miss hours of mirror-staring all these memorized marks will evaporate; my ribs and hips will go to dust -

and no painting, no sculpture no statue made of me not even a scribble in the foam of the sea

my own hips i shrug; my own hug i cling bless these able sturdy shoulders drop kisses onto them for me.

[dividingthevintage]

The Ruined

If you want to leave then I want to know what caused this dire need to disappear alone, you’re just a corpse in a casket that last breath held out your wish best kept secret, yet drastic but if you go then just go the hindrance in your future just lets me know time wasn’t worth wasting seconds and minutes only left you placid worthless, and ever so distant

[dividingthevintage]

Disguised Pressure

The warmth of your flesh the beating of your chest all things that I have missed 1000 words left unsaid stress that's repressed open bottles of toxic refresh swallowed whole feeling diminished Not our usual selves but we managed to finish halving our lifespans just to feel replenished for the few hours of bliss we no longer slit our wrists and at the end of it all I could only say it was our biggest fall