welcome!

my name is kira. i am a beginner poet taking refuge on tumblr.com. please be nice to me or i’ll melt like the wicked witch of the west.

[irrisistibledoom]

i love you like a feral animal

i need you like fentanyl

[irrisistibledoom]

i am awake

sleepless and burning

and i am starving

because it isn’t enough to kiss you

or hold you

or fuck you

i need to devour you

flay your flesh

sink my teeth into your neck

like my stomach has withered

and my ribs are trying to escape me

tear every bit of meat from your bones

let your hot red wine glide down my throat

fill my belly, aspirate the marrow

you’ve turned me from a vegan to a carnivore

i need to split you open

from your gullet to your lateral

and there i would make myself at home

curl up comfy in the cavity

like you’re a bear

and i’m a hitchhiker caught in a storm

you’re my safe haven, my shelter

my childhood bedroom

heaven

you’re also my bad habit

my xanax, my liquor, my lucky 15

no one makes my sweat run cold like you do

[valtsv]

[irrisistibledoom]

i’m having trouble writing a poem altogether at once. i think it’s fun to think of lines without trying to think of them and rearrange them into a poem later. i am just trying to have fun with it. i want to improve my writing of course but is there bad poetry? it’s all for my own entertainment anyways. i want other people to enjoy it too, sure, but i want to make myself proud more than anything.

[irrisistibledoom]

i wake up in a river of red. eyelids flutter, deep blood wine raindrops off the point of my lashes.

[fadedlovemp3]

it’s so crazy how people on here just ignore the fact that emptiness is loneliness and loneliness is cleanliness and cleanliness is godliness and god is empty just like me

[cinefiliz]

The Evil Dead (1981)

[irrisistibledoom]

the sun shined on your colors, and a distasteful palette it was. an ugly bruise of black and blue that you kept exposed because you wanted your skin to tell a story, whatever the fuck that is supposed to mean. kisses that made the maggots under my skin try to escape. heavy breathing, saliva painting my nape. desperate but not in an inviting manner, felt more criminal and than loving. sometimes when i try to sleep i pray for time to reverse so the mirror could’ve never cracked.

[lucyllawless]

[irrisistibledoom]

winter

the time of year our words pierce the atmosphere and the sky comes glittering down around us. dirty soles crunch on the sugar dusted concrete. hands are linked together for warmth in every sense of the word. makes you feel like you get a second chance, that time slows down so you can get it just right. lick your wounds and get back up, because no one is around to stare.

[orpheuslament]

Love Song for Two Vampires, Dante Émile

[irrisistibledoom]

sometimes i think about that day it was raining. the only light in the room was just barely gleaming through the blinds and i’d let myself become one with the plush of your bed. i held your trembling figure and never felt more powerful, yet in the same breath i let you devour me. i thought about how depressing it was, how you’ll die if you aren’t the greatest. because you keep creating and nothing is ever good enough. it’s not good enough until they tell you it’s good enough. if you aren’t an artist you might as well be dead. i wish i was your mother. i wish we could’ve been friends.

[feral-ballad]

Mary Oliver, from The House of Light; “Singapore”

[Text ID: “A person wants to stand in a happy place, in a poem.”]

[dreams-of-mutiny-deactivated202]

“I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.”

― John Donne

[perfectquote]

“I am here, alone, at the end of the world. I reach out and touch nothing.”

— Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

[dampyros]

SAVE ME FROM MY SELF-DESTRUCTION, HOPELESS FOR YA | anoctivaga

[vodkakilledtheteen]

“I hope one day Your human body Is not a jail cell, Instead it’s a sunny 2pm garden with daisies Thriving because of Self love.”

— Alexa Evangelista, you deserve better