#poetryrap

[larizafeltit]

let me be away from catastrophic arguments

let me fall in bed and pull over a sheet of silence over my head

no! don't talk to me cuz that's not how I get healed

don't comfort me with a hug cuz I feel your knuckles pressing over my heart

it's easy for all and you but not to me

it's not heavy breathing but held on breath that suffocates

don't tell me to throw my cigarette down or let go of the drink I held

you know nothing what I go through and what you put me through

Pat on my back and knuckles pressing my heart don't mend me anyway.

[starsmattersinpoetry]

mints switched in a pet smarts parking lot, because mine tastes like cinnamon and she knows i cant stand it. cars with sunroofs and music blaring, this is the closest we get to feeling. dropping acid on the ride home from our 8th sushi date in a row, shes drawing swirls into the wind. picking scabs off her skin so she wont be the one making herself bleed, she can’t remember what life was like before me. she finds herself alone in a dark and dusty forest, her hands shake so much that she dials my number wrong 3 times. two months after she’s gone i find a love letter trapped under my old bookshelf, it tells me she knows i’ll break her heart long before i pickup the knife.

modern love = modern heartbreak pt.1 //kayla

[starsmattersinpoetry]

1) are you sleeping soundly tonight? because i think i’ve been giving my peaceful hours to you 2) i know your soul is dirty and rats live in your walls 3) but people say ugly is the new beauty 4) and i’m walking around with so much left to say 5) whole paragraphs trapped under my tongue, dripping down my face 6) but all that comes out is; 7) text me, text me, text me, text me, text me, text me, text me 8) i’m begging you to open up old wounds, to watch them bleed and remember we’re alive together 9) you’ll never met someone else as desperate as a poet looking for her next muse 10) we crave hurt like others crave love 11) i’m so sorry you had to burn so that i could write 12) but i’m so fucking good at pulling pain from nothing 13) and you feed off the pain like i feed off you 14) but i’ve changed now and i know how to put out fires now 15) so if you’re feeling lonely, and you want to burned just so that i can save you then 16) text me, text me, text me, text me, text me, text me

poets have the worst sins of us//kayla

[starsmattersinpoetry]

baby i won't disappoint//kayla

[jonathanmilliondollarsmile]

#Repost @jessica_kofman with @make_repost ・・・ Tappin' into Tuesday with some #poetryrap @ its finest😎~ enjoy! Still grinding.. binding...trying to figure out how to get it all to tie in Since I last checked , gained some acquaintances which just end up mainly as maintenances This is for all my all my ladies around the world, keep doing your thing and stay bold Forget the haters, dont need to be acting like players, just keep exfoliating those dead skin cell layers Stay straight before life makes you its bait Smokin' his meats, Zuckerberg says "doubly" to that I say, how ridiculously lovely 😄 Some people be thinking we're just a byproduct of some hack but s*** it's just an illusion of thinking we lack Get real with your flaws, even if it means sometimes showing your claws The only way progress is done is by taking it one step at a time and making it fun Lastly, this is my mind creating a voice of it's own, so feel free to post and share...what you can create from your own flair 👌 ---------------------------------------------------- #jessicakofman #fitfam #fitnessjourney #inspireothers #fintessmotivation #gymlife #getfit #dreambig #furtherfasterforever #justbeyou #teamself #shapesquad #fitnessblogger #lifestyleguru #fitmomlife #bodypositive #fitmom #thefitlife #sweateveryday #strongnotskinny #lasthourmedia https://www.instagram.com/p/BvhRaz4l6K1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lo4anxj8oc6z

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[sousooj]

process through poetry

you were so close to me today but i felt a great chasm not determined by time or space but by a thoughtless glance over your face over your frame over your body you back with me? over my dead body

have you no consideration for me? no thoughts allotted to my well-being? are you really that consumed with yourself too blind to see anyone else? to see the agony you inflict, the knife you twist, my honor you strip with your mindless action infecting memories have you really no consideration for my well-being?