#originialpoetry

[the-everlonely-poet]

11-17-2020

Look at me

behind my glassy eyes

I’m drowning in

an ocean

of emotion.

Like Alice,

I’m choking

on my own tears,

tearing my skin,

being suffocated by

invisible hands.

I can’t win,

but I still fight

because underneath

it all

I want to live.

Just not like this.

[luckyynerdyydragonn]

[apoetsheartx]

Did you bond with her over music too? Did you ask her where she’d been all your life? Did you stare into her eyes and then quickly look away as if you were afraid she’d cast some spell on you? Did you tell her you loved her first, like you did to me? Did she hesitate to say it back like I did? Or did she agree? Did you call her your wife? Promise her forever? Did you cover the lies you told her with honey? Does she know that taste will linger in her mouth long after you are gone? I can still taste the sugarcoated bullshit you kissed me with. Will you leave her like you left me? Will she keep you coming back like I did? Or will she break your heart, and leave you wondering how karma could work so goddamned fast.

“Karma”

[the-everlonely-poet]

Test

You say you love me

But am I just your pet project?

Oh, you test me

You test me to see what I’ll do

[the-everlonely-poet]

Children

Children 

They know nothing of the cruel world they live in 

They know nothing of the pain, the tears, the broken hearts

They don’t understand what it means to hurt, to truly hurt

They understand so little, 

Still, they are the lucky ones

They have yet to be scarred by society

They have yet to hear the ugly words spat by hostile people 

Oh, children 

They know nothing of the cruel world they live in

[egosumlux6246]

Sometimes I just have to wander for a while

And I know that scares you

That I may never come back

But if I keep any promise

It'll be to you

That as long as you leave a candle

Lit in that window

I'll always return home

.

07/26

[egosumlux6246]

One Year

.

What is a year supposed to do

I'm not where I'm supposed to be

But I'm definitely closer than

When I was then.

Yet I still hear your violence

Whenever I close my eyes.

What is a year supposed to do

Except remind us of when

I felt the most alive.

[egosumlux6246]

Fragile New Things

.

Tugged in every direction

As my shadow on the wall

Becomes obsolete.

Scraps no more than

Flesh and blood

Spilling until there's

Nothing left to give.

.

Back to square one

But the room feels different.

As sand slips through my fingers

The last bits no longer

Accessible as these memories

Become the hauntings I ran from.

.

How I long for your steady presence

And rocky ground

A place for my light to

Show the beauty within the cracks,

And a home for the flutters

That consume me.

.

To be free and unabashedly

The mess they left behind,

A dream I may never see

But only in your heart

Dear friend of mine.

.

I see it now - no streets are my home

No forests call MG name

But the beatings of a heart, or maybe more,

That ebbs and flows a melody

I know all too well,

A harmony I can provide.

.

It is not the chaos I fear,

But the inconsistent patters

Of shadows that chase me,

Berate me,

And call me what I fear.

.

A burden and a nuisance,

A pest to be pushed away,

Yet a comfort, a plaything

To be held onto.

.

Wait for me please,

Do not give up on these

Fragile new things

Before their time.

Let me grow stronger

So I can carry you

When you need me.

.

Please don't leave me.

.

June 26, 2025