are you ready for another bad poem?

I'm Basil and this is my writing sideblog. xe/xyr/xem pronouns

[inthe-weeds]

“Didn’t you wake up feeling that you had no future? Didn’t you walk around drained of all meaning, without the right to even the slightest danger? Didn’t you have to promise, a hundred times, not to die?”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from “The Prodigal Son,” The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge (The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke)

[moomwdwmfqn-deactivated20171118]

we all out here being gay and loving rice

[walkinredinstead]

hi if you make fun of stim toys and/or autistic traits here are some things you arent allowed to like anymore

-owl city (adam young is autistic) -pokemon (the creator of pokemon, Satoshi Tajiri, is autistic) -criminal minds (reid is semi-canon autistic, its complicated) -power rangers (billy cranston is canon autistic) -star trek (spock, and vulcans in general, are Very autistic coded)

@ other autistics, feel free to add more @ allistics, please reblog this (note - i deliberately didnt add historical figures that are thought to be autistic because it is speculation, not fact)

[nerdgasrnz]

Overwatch (Satya “Symmetra” Vaswani is canonly autistic)

[roseys-deactivated20181203]

no offense to positivity but i love holding grudges and i’m not going to forget about someone who hurt me

[stardustedpoems]

Where is the sweetness in nostalgia? Is it hidden behind the curtain of recovery? Or is it found with age and grey hair, when you find a reason to stop being bitter? Can you look at the past gently only when the dysphoria has faded away with the estrogen? Or can the pain be cut off with your hair?

I miss wysteria, pt. 2 // b.j.s.

[stardustedpoems]

I don’t feel for you anymore, no matter what you break I don’t feel sorry for you, the abuse wasn’t a mistake I won’t make excuses for your behavior, no matter what you feel I won’t comfort you right now, I need to heal

Self Care // b.j.s.

[nonononononok-deactivated201810]

I just tried to write a poem n almost died. Never trying to get in touch w my emotions again !!!

[helianthus-pilled]

see how I “bully” you in this static silence I don’t use words as knives to your face because each sharp phrase carves guilty letters into the walls of this house

emotional abuse // b.j.s. (via adhdlunalovegood)

[stardustedpoems]

I don’t want to see the ending rip the pages out and fold them into clouds the ink raindrops beat my eyes shut and I sink into the covers as if the book was never opened I never existed outside of two dimensions

Tired. // b.j.s.

[stardustedpoems]

I. I set my veins on fire So I can’t feel you anymore II. I want to feel you forever, all over My veins are safe in your arms

a dream came true // b.j.s.

[stardustedpoems]

I would tell myself stories of staying away Staying far away, or jumping in with no inhibitions No in-between, I will be parched or I will drown I was a desert. I can’t wait to be submerged.

my father is underwater // b.j.s.

[beyonceblockedme2]

[cruelings-deactivated20200310]

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[stardustedpoems]

i was having a good night and then i wrote a poem and realized how empty i am inside

[theanglicist]

I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via theanglicist)

[the-medicine-tree]

I wish you were here Autumn is the hardest season The leaves are all falling And they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground And the trees are naked and lonely I keep trying to tell them New leaves will come around in the spring But you can’t tell trees those things They’re like me they just stand there And don’t listen

Photograph, Andrea Gibson (via the-medicine-tree)

[emotional-algebra]

I dream too much, and I don’t write enough, and I’m trying to find God everywhere.

Anis Mojgani (via emotional-algebra)

[sunst0ne]

Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud. Especially that, but I should have known.

Richard Siken (via drbedeliadumaurier)