sweet

warriorprincess

[malady-blog]

when you don't have a title

Shut up

But when you were never on one's shoes

Even better to shut up as well.

[malady-blog]

what i need

Me ,music, silent cool place, maybe an hour to talk to a listener

[kundalini33-deactivated20260510]

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.

k.b. // unknown

[malady-blog]

You probably didn't miss me as much as I missed you

You probably didn't see the aches I've endured for a single smile to show

I left because I was not loved

But did I do the wrong thing?

Did a miss a clue and rushed everything?

Here I am now, I chose a person who's not a poet

Thought he could get me through the day not getting me upset

But at times, I realized I may not be in love

Maybe it was only you in my heart from the start

But how do I beg for your love again

When I'm in caged, tied to a vow and mistakes I tolerated

I say sorry to you , to me. Guess I'll live my whole life with no other things to agree

I failed to acknowledge the signs of the Mighty

But what if I chose you , would a better life come to me?

Or maybe I was destined to be given the bare minimum

Or should I love my only self once again

But I miss the comfort you give

[silent-insanities]

More lows than highs.

[silent-insanities]

I keep trying and trying, but things never seem to change. - Insanity

[silent-insanities]

How do you keep your heart warm when the fire’s died out?

[malady-blog]

We tend to get used to people belittling us but what if those hurtful words come from the dearest ones to us?

[malady-blog]

Should've stayed quiet

[quotemadness]

“If you’re tired of kissing me I’d better go.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

[malady-blog]

Don't you trust me?

Yeah that hit me hard.

I don't have trust to anyone now.

I was betrayed somehow by the people I once trusted.

Don't blame my tears from falling

They were just showing up after hiding for some time

[theholygrails]

my heart moves twenty paces quicker than my mind. it races for things so far out of reach. my mind tries to speak it's peace, preaching that things come with time. yet, my heart aches and breaks. it's chiseling it's way out of my chest. when will it learn that things take time? when will it learn that there is no pain in wait? for it's making me weary with every day. for it's running me down with every dream it has.

[theholygrails]

kisses scattered across my face from all the angels that were once before you.

sun engraved tattoos laid upon me from all the flowers you pressed into my tired skin.

calloused feet spread across the earth for all the miles i've walked to you.

[poemsporn]

“The world has already been too tough on her, the least she needs is tough love. Be tough when you need to be, but always be soft with her. She has thorns, but she is a flower.”

— L. Figaro

[poemsporn]

“I lost my strength trying to be strong for you, while you became soft with someone else.”

— @writingclaud_

[poemsporn]

“I still miss you, I do. But I guess in the end I‘m glad we only found each other to fall apart. If we‘d never tried, I would have never known. I would have spent my nights lying awake, wondering what could’ve been if I‘d only been brave enough to take a step towards you. And I did, I did it with my arms opened wide and my eyes pressed shut so tight, I swear I could see the stars. It was scary and new and dizzying, but you kept me tethered to the ground. It was beautiful while it lasted, and I never got the impression that you weren’t treating me right, that maybe I was just too different and we weren’t right for each other. That while I was looking for something to give me peace, you were on the hunt for your next adventure. That while we fit so perfectly, my hand in yours, cheek pressed against cheek, what we wanted from life did not. It’s kind of sad, but it took you walking out of my life for me to finally realise my worth. For the first time I did not think I wasn’t enough or too much. I wasn’t afraid that I said the wrong thing or acted in a way that upset you. We ended quietly, not with a crash and not with a burn. I understood that we didn’t work in the ways that mattered. And somehow, it’s right that we didn’t. Because for weeks that felt like a handful of moments, we fit together like two pieces of a whole.”

— two pieces of a whole / n.j. (via theprocast)