#darkly written

[weatheredpoetry]

Oh what poetry I would write, if I only could find a foggy night and a cool breeze to set me at ease.

- WeatheredPoetry

[gothplusheartbeat]

Mom I Will Always Miss You

She left me on a tear drop, I can still remember her voice, as if she spoke to me through her tears. She took with her my fears, my love flew by her side, my heart stayed behind. I will always remember her smile, her hair, and her eyes, blue like the ocean tides. I will always remember how she held me while I cried, she wiped my tears, helped me fight my fears. Aw my mother, she flew to heaven…

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[weatheredpoetry]

My Poetic Smudges

Whilst wandering your darkand tormented way you cameto my darkened doorway, andI greeted you with a warmthand loving light. Upon these pages I write,an expression away toshare my life. I bring oceans and dreamsto life with my poeticdevices and digital pen. Each line is formatted anddesigned with you in mind. I have a gloomy dispositionbut a beautiful valley ofblooming flowers and a starlit sky to…

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[weatheredpoetry]

Barely Survived - My Struggles With Mental Health

Barely Survived – My Struggles With Mental Health

I dove off the side of the boat, slowly drowned in the blues and greens of the ocean waves but happily and with madness holding me up to the surface.

Striving to swim to shore, the sands of time grinds at my bones, scraping at my mind like monsters clawing under the bed.

Reality shook, it shakes me to the bone, brittle skin its furry burns deep within.

I barely made it out alive, many a time I’ve been…

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[gothplusheartbeat]

Love Can Be Hard 

I am not heartless, life just taught me to use my heart less. I don’t always allow my heart to make choices for me. Life is saddened by love, because when those you care about die, it hurts more than if they were a stranger. That’s why I always say, love is not a happy journey where the sun always shines. It can be a barren landscape wasting away with fattened pigs, and chickens who lost their…

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Goodnight My Moonflower 

One dreary day a flower grew in a baren landscape, soon over grown and gray. All the flowers rotted away, leaving ghostly perfume and misty dreams for those who came to pick the flowers.  As the night fell upon the fields of ghostly petals, one grew above the others. It was a Moonflower.  Like the others soon the Moonflower withered and died. Never to set eyes on the morning sky. Now I cry while…

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Cry Me A River

Tears are worse then fear, They sting, cling, and shows your pain. Cry me a river, cry me a river of pain, cry me a river of tears; drink from the bank’s of unstoppable sadness and fear. Rapids rear, beating hearts sing, as love strikes the strings. Breaking base, as the drummer’s march along the bank, lover’s dance as the river parts, leaving each one separated. River of tears flow steady and…

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Love Doesn't Judge

Love Doesn’t Judge

Without remorse without regret you judged me, I have been broken, accused, abused, and used by the man who says he loves me no matter what. Where’s the love you talked about? where’s the I love you? You left me in the dirt, broken, beaten, and bruised. Love gives all, but it’s how it’s used that makes a relationship grow or bruise. I have been judged by the man who said I love you. He has a sharp…

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