#iamnotapoet

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

Poetry and fractals and shitty hair dye and want and sketch books and philosophy and monster energy and fear and candles and god and me and you

[starr-luxee]

peace.

There is little peace in my life.

There is only sadness, only grief, only worries and doubts,

the thought I might not be enough and one day 

everyone will leave me.

For me, peace is nothingness,

the creeping chill of morning,

the warmth of bitter coffee.

Peace is silence and hushed leaves rustling

in the trees where they dance,

awaiting their eventual demise.

Am I at peace? As I sit beneath

the tree, listening for the birds,

wishing on dandelion seeds,

scowling at the dirt staining my knees.

For there is silence, but it is too loud,

too defeaning,

too temporary.

I want to be at peace forever-

forever quiet.

I never want to trouble the world with my noise,

the broken sobs that cling to the air,

the atmosphere that shatters with each exhale

of my breathe that seems infinite.

I want peace forevermore. 

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

Consuming as a metaphor for bonding. We tear into each other until we understand. Peeling back the layers of flesh like pages of a book. Maybe my muscles have secrets carved into them. Maybe your bones will whisper my name.

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

Soulless sells. Take this pill. Soulless sells. Try this diet. Soulless sells. What about a new routine? Soulless sells. Do it coward, you know you want to. Soulless sells. Maybe god will fix you. Soulless sells. Don't you want to be bought?

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

So my mom says "Don't make friends there, people like that are dangerous"

And I said "you know I'm one of them too, right?"

I don't remember what she said but it was something like "exactly"

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

And when I get sick that night, no one can see I'm just making room to do it again

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

Neptune is the eighth and farthest known planet orbiting the Sun. Dose Neptune get lonely? Out their all alone? Dose neptune ever wonder what's it's like to be known? Dose neptune ever ask? Can they?

[severaldisordersinatrenchcoat2]

i don't trust you but i will do it anyways. i think your going to to hurt me and i will do it anyways. i think you might kill me and i love you all the same