Robert J. W.

Poet, author, digital artist, mental health warrior/advocate

[robertjw4688]

EVERYTHING YOU DESERVE

We love you

in the glint of your razor.

Our bones revolve

around an action

that uncovers a new sun

with its longing hand

and we bend the movement

into something resembling

a parasol

that betrays every law

of the indifferent universe

by blocking the boundless black

in your grasp.

I hope this love

finds you every day,

that it sprints

from your chest

and runs its light steps

over your scars

until finalizity

becomes someone at which

you barely wave

in rare times.

[ginadope]

funnyhoney

Each forged morning Life kept dying; Emptiness perverts the beauty of chance 

Real only to body and language, I was only ever gentle  With one of them

Destroy to create — The first and the last reason; I hope for no more, I fear there will be no more

[robertjw4688]

I enclose my hands

around the vacuous noise

and bury it

inside an indifferent mountain

as a once harsh evermore

becomes a meadow

that stretches from my feet

to a god's third eye.

[robertjw4688]

I stumble on my victory lap

again,

as my smile slips

into a grenade

and my guts regurgitate

a blurry sunset.

[merriamspoetry]

We can make our own void in our happiness

Turn it into the darkest regret

Lead it into hopelessness

Until the time of our last day

Watching as our warm sun sets

Or we can wake up early each day of each morning

And let the morning sun shine down on our soul

Bathing in the true light of a day of happiness

That will follow us

In whatever direction our kindness will go

Merriam Coates

[artbylittlebug]

[hug-your-face]

via @swatercolor [insta]

[vollzeitherz-deactivated2026012]

as you get older, you start realizing that you are not always right and there’s a lot of things you could have handled better and many situations where you could have been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.

[thevirgodoll]

[recoverr-a-deactivated20210530]

the thing about recovery is that you need to actively choose it.. even and especially when you relapse, you need to start again, over and over and over, as many times as needed. just know that by choosing recovery you’re on your way to something brighter, bolder and better. i love you.

[robertjw4688]

I gamble my entire body

on the taste

of maladaptive coping.

My hands are shovels

that bury time alive

in salt and sugar.

I write

epitaphs on chalkboards

with teeth better suited

to chattering

than messages

and pray

I'm finally satiated.

[wholesome-animal-images]

[holeinthehedgerow]

Art as a kid

My eyes hovered just above paper

Watching the ink bleed into the white

So amused I was by paper and ink

Not by the surface

But into it, as it soaked up blue and red

And all I cared for was the spread

Of colour

From white to red

Of the way the ink bled

Then one day

From further away

My eyes became shallow

On and not in the paper

Questioning the worthiness of the ink

At its merits and its depth as it spread

Worrying about the end where the lines were going

Not present with the ink as it bled

I wish I could be present again

A kid who forgets there's time

Who scribbles

With eyes not on but in the paper

[dailycatsblog]

[robertjw4688]

The whip-poor-will calls

before midnight's entrance

in the hopes

of convincing the curtains

to blanket over a lingering daydream

so that love

can fill the fissures

where moths hide.

[toomagazineperfection]

The take of blood. The waste of time in the youth saying.

The make of head. The reserve of lie reverb.

The feeling of the way.

The lush of the green swinging.

Parliamentary love.

Destiny of love.

In the make of sweet girl swinging.

The coloring life.

I.

Move baby, on the love.

West lost.

North moved.

Destiny lived.

I.

Movie icons

Sunidhi

[robertjw4688]

Sometimes,

my feelings aren't valid.

Sometimes,

my feelings are fleas

that creep into where they don't belong

and feast on what they don't own

until my scratching

replaces everything else.