Harry The Killer

shut up let's go on a walk

[harry-the-killer]

life sucks guys

[harry-the-killer]

too many "what ifs"

what if I lose you? You'll be alone, I'll be alone. Nothing will be as it should be.

what if something happens? something terrifying, painful, irreversible?

What if nothing happens? We stay where we are. We don't move forward, but we don't go back either?

What if everything is fine? And we cry in the corner at night, afraid that nothing will work out

what if? what if? what if?

What if all these thoughts could be silenced? Turned off?

What would happen then?

[headsh00t]

MADE IN POLAND

ALKOHOLAND

[harry-the-killer]

and when the light goes out the demons scream louder

louder and louder every minute,

head starts to feel tight, throat starts to itch

the heart wants to stop

again and again, night after night

it never ends

[mournfulroses]

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis

[mournfulroses]

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "West Wind," featured in Devotions: Selected Poems

[bitesizedpoetry]

Sylvia Plath

[nightquotes]

I was burning, while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes. -Fyodor Dostoevsky

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Kriti G.

[wordx]

“Fou d'amour”

“Madly in love.”

[shakespearesdaughters]

[harry-the-killer]

liar.

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[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

[feral-ballad]

Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Velma García-Gorena, from Gabriela Mistral’s Letters to Doris Dana; “December 28, 1949”

[Text ID: “I hope for love, because I give it.”]

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “From the Desire Field”, Postcolonial Love Poem

[emotionalwords]