Since I met you I've started to believe In happy ever after again I think it's because I want it to exist so badly I want it to be true for us -And you know what, it might be ~C.K.//11/10/19
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Since I met you I've started to believe In happy ever after again I think it's because I want it to exist so badly I want it to be true for us -And you know what, it might be ~C.K.//11/10/19
You say that we’re like a fairy tale And for once I agree But I can’t help thinking That none of the original ones Had happy endings Just a lesson
-A lesson learned through pain and heartbreak
~C.K.//11/10/19
Am I the only one who can see the black mold creeping up my arms as I rot from the inside
As I’m corrupted by my own thoughts
-Am I the only one who can see what I’ve become?
~C.K.//11/10/19
Do you think That Icarus Had a tragic dead? Because I don’t I think that he saw the sun Bright and blazing above him And he heard his father’s voice Loud and desperate behind him I think that he knew In that moment That it was his destiny To reach for the impossible To touch the unknown To die with a triumphant smile on his face
You ask; How could it be worth it? I answer; How could it not be?
-Icarus touched the sun before he fell
~C.K. 3/12/18
When I was a kid My parent's fighting filled the room And their anger making the house shake But they told me everything was fine Even though I knew it was a lie And I promised that I’d never be like them But now I’m all grown up And my harsh words fill up the room My anger makes the house shake And I tell my kid that everything is fine Even though they know it’s a lie -I'm everything I never wanted to be ~C.K.//11/10/19
The flames are thrumming in my veins Wanting out, out, out Forcing their way up my throat, through my mouth Until everything that I say is tainted with red This burning that is consuming everything I thought I was Erasing every version of me that I never got the chance to be I can only wait as the heath evaporates my blood And I watch the last of what was supposed to be me Escape through my skin Until there is only the flaming tendrils of hatred left to warm me And I don’t know of which I’m more afraid The violent combustion that is surely the only way out Or what will be left of me After the fire has dissapeared Leaving me cold and empty in it’s wake ~C.K//11/10/19
I’ve always wanted to fly
Touch the stars
Be part of something special
Something magical
But now that I’ve met you
I’ve found
That there’s more than enough magic right here
-so I’ll stay with both feet on the ground a little while longer
~C.K.//30/7/19
I used to think that I’d be lucky if I’d end up being even half the person you are, but now I see that I don’t need to be like you at all, because you taught me that I’m just as amazing
-All the things you’ve taught me
~C.K.//28/6/19
Everyday I tell you that I love you And everyday I’m afraid that this will be the day that I’ve worn out the words, That it will be but a habit, holding no more weight than a simple “hello” or “good morning” And everyday I am surprised by the truth of these words, The way they resonate within me
-And everyday I smile and think “Today is not that day”
~C.K.//28/6/19
Dear soldier boy
Dear soldier boy You left with your head held high Talking loud Looking proud In you brand new uniform
You left to fight Another man’s war A gun in your hand And loyalty in your heart The posterboy of patriotism
You left behind Your wife and kids Turned your back And ran A promise to be back The only thing they had
As you are lying on that field Blood slowly seeping In the ground beneath your feet The taste of a broken promise Lying bitter on your tongue You can only wonder What it is that you did wrong
And as you close your eyes underneath a starry sky Your chest coming up for a final rise You can already hear them grieve You are not ready to leave
~C.K.//20/6/19
No matter what I tell myself
And no matter what you say
We both know that there’s no such thing
As a good kind of pain
-I think it’s time that we stopped lying to ourselves
Rewriting Icarus
Here is what they don’t tell you:
Icarus laughed as he fell.
Threw his head back and
yelled into the winds,
arms spread wide,
teeth bared to the world.
(There is a bitter triumph
in crashing when you should be
soaring.)
The wax scorched his skin,
ran blazing trails down his back,
his thighs, his ankles, his feet.
Feathers floated like prayers
past his fingers,
close enough to snatch back.
Death breathed burning kisses
against his shoulders,
where the wings joined the harness.
The sun painted everything
in shades of gold.
(There is a certain beauty
in setting the world on fire
and watching from the centre
of the flames.)
—Fiona
(This poem is not mine, but it is my favoriete poem and the thing that caused me to start writing in the first place. I couldn’t find it on Tumblr, so I decided to do something about that)
I hate the way you tell your friends that you saved me Like it was all you Like I didn’t claw my way up through years of denial and pain and pent-up rage ‘Till my knuckles were raw and bloodied And the heavy scent of copper filled my mouth
-Was I just an achievement for you?
~C.K.//15/6/19
Everyone deserves a name, even those who you can only see when you’re not looking at them directly, even those who you’re not entirely sure are real. Just in case they are
-They are the shadow-people
Sometimes I feel like one of those people you see from the corner of your eye, like if you look at me too closely, I might disappear
-And leave you wondering if I was ever real at all
Make sure to always say hello to the people you see from the corner of your eyes, ever if they’re not there when you turn to look.
-Who knows, they might be just as lonely as you
Am I the only one who sees that you all have a gun for a mouth?
Words hurt like bullets do, and no one ever puts the safety on