Katharsis of a Dreamer

The place where dreams come to die.

[artesbw]

𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖆

[vampyric-blood666]

[pocketevil]

“I take out my throat / but the grief remains”

— — Alessandra Lynch, from “Couplets” Pretty Tripwire (via lifeinpoetry)

[queen-of-disasterr]

[requiem-on-water]

“I feel in my soul a divine regret for everything, a choked and sobbing grief”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

[kyblon]

[le-immorte]

Credit ▪ Rene Silbernagel

[bunlly]

“My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb’d me.”

— John Keats, in a letter to fiancée Fanny Brawne

[ahalal-uralma]

I can’t move. I am paralyzed with desire. You are cruel in the best ways. You offer me no mercy. You have this sinister method with time. You promise me destruction. I am waiting afraid and excited. You make me want desolation in the worst ways.

[serialstranger]

[keryahoraculi]

By Laura Makabresku

[amor-et-lux]

[elegyforadream]

[solitaria]

[weltenwellen]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems

[maudit]

[vile-lithium3]