A Wandering Star

Being the adventures of a young poet whose principle interests include noise pop, existentialism and romantic era writers. I'm also in recovery from alot of painful experiences and habits, which I will state through my writing. Those who read my poems and have gone through similar may well understand. I write about anything and everything. If my writing becomes more professional, I may create a separate account entirely.

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Serpent, Draft 1.

The serpent I rode, I heard, I saw Through the spiralling darkness The endless cry of the sparkling sky I drank it's milky blackness To whom I was, no return Rapture, sweetness, night Wide eye shimmer and burn in morn Confusion, madness, delight So I sat there swaying amongst the stars Laughing with the clouds The serpent called and echoed back "I'm forever by your side." For I know love and hate and joy Sorrow, foybles, sighs For opposites tug and pull and ploy That's where the old gods lie.

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3:27AM UPDATE: Back to writing. :)

Managed to recover my health and motivation, thanks for being patient with me my friends :) new writing will be posted from today

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Update: may be off writing for a few days

Just been to the doctors, not feeling very well at all. Think I have a viral infection of some kind, got a rash all over my body, feel very sick, headache-y, covered in what are like blisters all most. I’ve been given an antihistamine that might help but I’ll update if anything changes. Been told it’s best for me to have some rest, so I might not be posting for a little while. Just want to tell everybody that I’m ok and there’s some new material on the way soon :)

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Dank Memes

A pastime

Pixel, soma

Glazed expression

Information coma

This world could fall apart

Torn at its seams

But it’s ok, right?

As long as you have your memes?

As we sit and laugh

To forget our toils

We’re sitting so pretty

Like frogs being boiled

We may laugh now

Sharing and clicking

But at the end of the day

We’ll forget what laughter is for

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Drag

Oh, how bitter

Nicotine tingles

On my chapped lips

But not as much

As my skin

When I dare to go without it.

People filter past

As my ash drops

To the ground

My only friend

Being the river

I blankly stare at it.

Coughing, spluttering

Choking on the remains

Of my tarred lungs

To which I only have

Myself to blame

Funny, isn’t it?

I’d tell others to stop

But I’m no hypocryte

I’ve been up fourteen hours

I’m used to it.

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Quick Update

On a laptop again after a while, so expect more poetry from this account! :) hope everybody reading this blog takes something meaningful from the stuff I’ve been doing <3

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Brick wall

Visceral, blinded by light Enveloped by vices and sweet delights Living through times of chaos and strife Balance on razorblades, the tip of the knife Symphony of voices all humming in time My voice may ring out but doesn't quite chime It seems I must copy and mumble and mime A mind that's so bitter, sour like lime Like a ride it won't stop till it comes to a crash To plunge to the depths with an almighty splash Feeding off drugs and culture and cash Flitting and spinning, my thoughts are a mash

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Silenced

Swallow your pride Swallow your pride Take all the hard knocks With your wilting stride

Keep it inside Keep it inside They don’t understand So muffle your cries

Mask on your soul Mask on your soul Rot in your bedroom Hide in your hole

Keep in control Keep in control Stew in your head Fit into their mould

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Abaddon

Desolate This night is endless Hope I’ve abandoned Fate leading to nowhere

Nothing afterwards I hear the void beckoning Singing, shining, oblivion I’ve served my purpose

Wailing and thrashing Like an animal dying It’s last cry echoes In darkness

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it happens in the moments you drink hot tea reading your favorite book or in the highlight of laughter with friends or you walk along a sunset-touched road during a summer evening you realize that life goes on whether it’s in cherry blossom, dancing delicately to birdsongs or in nymph-kissed rainy forests, in the sweet beginning of autumn it’s all a matter of unconditional love to everything and you think you’re rereading closed books, but really you’re creating nothing out of nothing when you already have everything right in front of your eyes i live with these stories inside of my head wandering and wishing for a rebirth sometimes with doubt, sometimes without but this is an art in progress, a heart in progress and that’s when i realize that life is working in your favor more than you think life is working for you spreading words after word in forward ink you were never really stuck to begin with it will all fall in pieces you’ll be happy with and it happens in moments so don’t wait for your “moving on” to happen in a split second it might be when you’re drinking hot tea reading your favorite book you realize that you forgot the sound of his voice or in the highlight of laughter with friends you realize a lost friend hasn’t crossed your mind at all today or when you walk along a sunset-touched road during a summer evening you realize that life goes on and you’re already happy with your pieces just the way they are

tina jaxén // moments of pieces (via tinaspoetry)

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This world, it hurts, it hates, it fears And for it, I cry the heaviest tears I drown, buckle beneath their weight So bleary I cannot see straight

Pain gives way to beauty, it seems Beauty gives way to pain Bittersweet and oh so plain Here I burn, within its flames.

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Dad

Seering, is that hurt and pain That ache which went unnoticed I pushed your words to the back of my head And there, they’ve simply rotted I can’t retrieve those words for you Because they’re all too scattered Resentment does not burn for you You’ve worn me down I’m shattered.

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I’ve lived my life in the valleys / I’ve lived my life on the hills / I’ve lived my life on alcohol / I’ve lived my life on pills.

Lyrics: Theives Like Us, New Order.

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5:29am

No sleep Calm In bed I lay Spaced out Curtains, open Dawning, morning Pitter patter, rain Shower Avian chorus Washed out, sky Cars that hum In the distance

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Komorebi

The light That filters through The trees Will be my only friend My only friend In the end

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Could be

Standing still I look out To the pale horizon

The ground Could drop Beneath my feet, crumbling, crumbling, crumbling

Frozen still I hear it rumbling Something, something, approaching

Something I feel Could be arising Possible, possible, threatening

Something that Could be, could be Whispers in the evening

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