#paganmoonlight

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Writing prompt - Alchemy

Separated by ocean, united by Chemistry

she knows how to bring out the best in me

she performs perfect Alchemy

to help me see

that everything is connected

from relationships

to the roots of tree’s

we whisper in the shadows

reminding each other that we’re never alone

reminding each other, that every human is loneliness prone

but it is in these gaps where the magic happens

in the silence of night

its just me and her, we’re so far away, yet we dont need to shout

discussions of us running away is only in hindsight

because we do it day in day out

escaping away from society 

and dwelling in poetry and propriety.

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Art self esteem.

it is from my understanding, that each and every artist i have come across, seems to have a low opinion on their own art, and when i glance at the thought of an abandoned shack, in the middle of a dark and foggy forest, that’s similar to how we see our art, only we can see it, because we’re the only ones who are there;

its foggy, run down, smashed up, and inflicted with pain, yet it has once seen love;

but the thing about abandoned shacks, is there is an infinite space for improvement, with care, and artistic potential. 

there’s always some sort of an entity around the shack, that makes your hairs stand on end, that entity is the endless idea’s and our sacred perception, on how we can make things different. 

and here i am, writing, which is my art, this is an idea iv’e had floating around my head for some time, i tend to think my writing is trash, yet i still put pen to paper, or fingers to my keyboard, this, is out of desperation, to find someone who feels like me.

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Decay.

the feeling left my emotions in a form of decay, 

the feeling that i felt when i asked you to stay

you looked at me with a dead face

and all i feel now is that this is a dead place

how can i feel so empty

when i thought every measurement of your atoms

made me want to grab each of every one of your insecurities and splat em

i dont want another stranger to meet

because my distrust comes in waves since the day you proved you were a cheat

that state of decay was so lame

it just left me with a person to blame

my personal nirvana should be near

and maybe then ill drop this beer

but meeting someone new?

i may continue my mischief, but i promise i wont spark another spliff

i dont want a temporary solution to the empty side of my bed,

why cant you give me monogamous love instead?

i want these feelings to end

i dont want my depression to join the millennial trends

i dont mean to GOAT but i need insomnia to loosen its wholesome grip on my throat

but its immutable

i cant find a love thats suitable

sex was certainly my hex, because all it left me with is regret

dont put me to the test just to throw me into the streets with the rest

i’ve had too many sleepless nights

3 years ago you chose to take your final bow, and find love within the arms of another instead of this heart of mine

i hold no grudges,  i think thats fine

but theres 8 billion people out here

everyone just wants to fuck, 

its no wonder finding love has to come with good luck 

i think we all feel like shit

regardless of my story

society has me yawning

i think society is boring

whats so wrong about waking up next to you every morning?

i belong to emotional inception 

i save my breaths, before i speak the words

‘’you were my obsession’’

‘’you were my protection’’

‘‘i just feel rejected’‘

‘‘i dont feel protected’’

instead i was sectioned and injected

because i couldn’t get over you

you linger in my dreams 

you’re my 3am meme

you fill me with dopamine

you’re the feeling in my gut

you’re the sacred blood, 

coming out of my cuts

my emotions are too intense?

love is priceless my dear, 

and you left for a few extra pence...

now im stuck here

in some sort of past tense

you broke in, and stole the crown jewel of my emotions

and gave somebody you met within a week to your ‘’lovers’’ promotion.

-Paganmoonlight

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Dear the lover I haven't met yet

I hope I see you smile everyday

I hope my mind lifts up the day you decide to stay

I hope you'll accept my diamonds in every way

I hope you'll share my bed everyday

I hope we'll dance and sway

Dear lover I haven't met yet

I hope you'll marry me

And bore my children

I hope we'll raise my children together

I hope we stay together forever

Dear lover I haven't met yet

I probably already love you

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She is a woodland kind of dusk

Blood stained bark

The kind that reminds you of an abandoned swing

Swinging in the dark

She drips blood of love from her lips

A feral soul

peaceful ghoul

Yet so very much alive.

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I sit and meditate

I think of a flowing river

The water drops echoing throughout my very being

I fall asleep

I dream of her

I awaken to the sound of the droplets and slight rain hitting my face

I feel everything

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Puncture my lip and leave your name in sin

Let me smell the wind of where your body has not been