Everything

Your mouth bleeds poetry

[motojane]

[paper-wounds]

[totheoneswhocannotsleepatnight]

Empty, empty, empty, always fucking empty

[paper-wounds]

[un23known]

[running-thru-my-head]

When you look at me and our eyes meet, because I’m already looking at you, there’s this feeling that takes over me and it starts in my chest and moves to my finger tips and then every part of me feels like its tingling. I busy my hands so I don’t reach out to touch you even if it’s just to brush my fingers against yours. And I bite my tongue because if I don’t, I’ll call out your name.

But I can’t love you. For your sake, I can’t. And as much as I hate the thought, I wish you would never look at me again.

[running-thru-my-head]

The crazy thing is; you didn’t have to do that. You didn’t have to come into my life like a fucking wrecking ball and ruin me. You could’ve just kept walking. You should’ve just kept walking. And I hate you for it.

[running-thru-my-head]

I’m just going to ignore the pain in my heart by getting ink pounded into my skin

[bitesizedpoetry]

Sylvia Plath

[resqectable]

“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”

— Nikita Gill

[m00wd]

Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.

—Brain

[museinblooming]

sometimes, all you can do is breathe and wait for the storm in your chest to pass...

[mournfulroses]

Virginia Woolf, from her novel titled "The Waves," originally published in 1931

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

[perfectquote]

“Sometimes all you can do is lie in bed and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.”

— William C. Hannan

[running-thru-my-head]

In another life, you are mine and I am yours.

In another life but not this one..

[running-thru-my-head]

When we touch it feels like I could melt into you