We Won't Write

things we'll never publish

[iwontwrite]

I never expected being okay, being good for me, to be as lonely as not being okay.

c.t. 

[iwontwrite]

Hug

*hugs*

[iwontwrite]

Honesty with Clarity

Talk over Talk under Walk over Never understand From perspective of Always misrepresented Misguide with opinions of Reframed statements of facts to fiction Credibility trying to use as a currency Are what are perceived to be As opposed to the true demeanour Truth only used as a negative weight systematically Try to break mind While hindsight keeps in breakable on that score And the lies for Added detriMentaL measures The pleasures of malice sits well with many Though genuine concern why should I have any If not lying not trying Confrontation is the beast unleashed in a cower sky fashion No pain inflicted without unjust action Let the lies gain traction Enigmatic Status Traitors easy enough to call out But Energy waste on such things Ears ring with the noise spoken Unspoken to directness No weaponry effective via this direction Pure of emotion yet fractured Solid of mind though try to capture it Like an owned by efforts to break For what Don't do prideful Don't do Spiteful Don't do petty Mistakes Errors Misdeeds Forgetting effortlessly after Contrite moments not dictated by others Insult Assault try another mentality Wayyy to zen have clarity of mind No effort in life can break an already broken The troubles ReaL that broke also devoured all other malice cowerdice vindictive moves to bring down via any other means Rather emotively honest Than verbally truthful But now developed ability to do both All shots fired may land but always recover . Only one dæmon will ever own . All other opinions on the contrary will be met with intensity or indeferrence Depending on significance Emotive Agony Mental Clarity Soul that hasn't been taken by the struggles battles ad wickedness the has befallen - RjS

[iwontwrite]

he's not who i need him to be, because he's not mine to have.

c.t.//things to accept

[iwontwrite]

there's a hole in my chest where you used to be, a hole i never expected to exist, an emptiness i don't know how to fill... an emptiness i don't want to fill.

c.t.//letters to him

[iwontwrite]

hi there! i was wondering if you would be able to help me write something. or maybe proof it for me? you're so talented and your words shake me to my core. if you're interested, I can give you my email or kik :)

we would love to proof it for you! shoot your email to us whenever you can :)

-c.t.

[iwontwrite]

Hello can you give me your email or LinkedIn address it is for business enquiry. Thanks

Hi! We sure would love to, but over a more private forum. Can you open up your DMs, or make it so we can message you directly? Thanks!

[iwontwrite]

Sometimes you just don’t know what to say, what to do. What do you do? What can you do when your stomach is full of rocks, your chest tight, and your brain on fire? You breathe and breathe and breathe in hopes it’ll help but you don’t have enough air to talk, to scream for help. You don’t have enough courage to be honest because it hurts, because your stomach sinks even lower, your chest gets even tighter, and you have to work to take in the littlest air as your brain starts to shut down and you’re stuck staring at a wall for hours, thinking about nothing and everything. You’re existing, not living, and even when you are, you aren’t.

-c.t. // mind in knots

[iwontwrite]

I feel all too much and nothing at all. I'm grasping at the sheets that once took the form of you, desperate to fill the emptiness in my bed.

m.t.//things i’ll never say out loud

[iwontwrite]

It occurred to me I'll never see you again. I don't know which is worse: the pain, or the freedom.

c.t.//excerpt from a book i won’t write

[iwontwrite]

the truth is  I don’t know.  I don’t know  if the truth is worth it or better left unsaid.

c.t.//spilled ink (via iwontwrite)

[iwontwrite]

his eyes were waves that crashed to the shore, slowly eroding my sanity with each passing storm.

c.t.//excerpt from a book I’ll never write

[iwontwrite]

I'm tired of pining of wanting everything I can't have.

c.t.//excerpt from a book I won’t write

[iwontwrite]

it's hell in a hand basket.  my skill is the basket and my thoughts hell.

c.t.//thoughts in therapy

[iwontwrite]

the truth is  I don't know.  I don't know  if the truth is worth it or better left unsaid.

c.t.//spilled ink

[iwontwrite]

it tore through the carefully built coffin,  dug up through the dirt to where I was standing above,  joining me with a whisper,  a hidden shadow to be seen by no one but myself.

c.t.//excerpt from a book I won’t write

[iwontwrite]

I feel like I'm just sleepwalking through the days. Everything is filtered through a fog I can't escape from.

m.t.//things i’ll never say out loud