#rawwriting

[jahansmonogatari]

The rhythm of your cacophony that i stand by.

Your calm warning and ignorance to my words are making stomach knots out of guilt and fear withing me, far more than any scream of anger eve

“I understand you. I understand your distance, your silence, your struggles. But if you could care even a little, why hold on and still be cruel?”

This is an excerpt from my latest WordPress piece — a raw, unfiltered reflection on human connection, empathy, and the quiet pain of being overlooked.

[soratatakano]

I raised your shrine on my lies. And I keep feasting on it— because I know the truth would drag me straight to hell.

I would let my blood flow soak the steps of his church as the price for a mere second of his attention

[casslords]

Lust

Truth,girls, pussy,vagina,crotch, private area, kitty, buns,boobs, tongue, face, body,

Curves, porn, boredom, 5 minute pleasure feels longer that 5 minutes

Constant feeding of the brain such

Throat parched

Private area reacts

Phone close

It's 7 am, a beautiful morning

Cold tho

Phone close

It feels like I'm missing something and I'll regret

Thinking of how to hold myself

Noise loud

It's 8 am

Still cold

Sleeping on the sofa

Tolerance day, no weed today

I just remembered Yeti

I thought I seem like him because he would say tolerance break then break it

Well I'm not

Sleep with my lighter cuz you know mom goes through my shit

Has me slit eyed, seeing things like a snake

Porn again

I'm torn between beating my shit and just living the day cuz I'll be fine

Bonnet on my head growing out freeforms

Still in my PJs

Family awake making noise

I'm still by the couch

Wish I had my own room

So I can zoom in on these thoughts

Maybe even have a place to beat my shit

Like please I would do that

7:59 a minute to 8

And I haven't ate

Now I'm thinking on how to rate my work

Now I'm thinking about pork

Porn

In my head I put you

In my heart you don't belong

So soo long

I would say

If I got payed for listening to me

Then I would be Elon mask

But I don't wear a mask

I'm free and unrestrained by normal laws

If I had a cat it would be fat but have skinny paws

I would teach it how to roar

So it can reach its ancestors

Porn

Sex actors

So free I say

But people pay for it

I wasn't planning to write but

I thought about ass

And I couldn't pass that thought

Now we are here

[soulnotesinshadows]

i'm not here to impress you

i’m not here to be perfect or pretty

i’m not dressing up or picking up a brush dictionaries and political correctness abandoned

no please or thank yous or excuse mes cause i’m not here to impress you

barefoot and bare faced messy hair and sweatpants

misspelled and grammatically incorrect soul exposed messy, raw, honest

i’m not here to impress you or me

i just came to be.

[decembearduk]

Not all father-child stories are told in smiles.

What if your dad was never there — do you still owe him a “Happy Father’s Day”?

This raw, beautifully written essay goes deep into a rarely shared emotional space.

🖋 Read it here → https://decembearduk.org/viewtopic.php?t=26675

[overwhelmedsoul]

I’m tired of shrinking. Tired of making space for people who wouldn’t give me a second of silence. I’ve been swallowing pain like vitamins, pretending it’s good for me. This is me throwing it all up. Raw, loud, ugly. Let it burn.

I don’t know what I’m doing here. I just know I needed somewhere. Somewhere to bleed without cleanup. Somewhere to scream without being asked to be quiet. If you found this, pretend you didn’t. Or read it like it’s yours. I won’t tell.

[yellowsarasa]

End of the World

Oh, how many times I’ve wanted to stop and sit… In the cold of winter, when the sun hangs just above my head, spilling shadows directly beneath me... For anyone to get warmed and want to bask like a cat.

I have to finish the work I’m supposed to do. I can’t stay here wasting even a minute of my time. This gorgeous-looking spot and the manipulating weather — they can’t hold me. I have to go. My work is waiting.

But maybe a few minutes can’t hurt, right? I'll rest for just a few minutes and then walk on my way. To where I'm supposed to be. Where no one's actually waiting for me. Where everybody is busy doing nothing exactly. Where I don’t belong. Where I don’t even fit.

Staring at this spot won't do. I'll just sit here for one minute to feel like there's something that I can do. At least I'm doing something — even if it's not remarkable, and I’m not proud of it. Holding these heavy weights. It looks like everybody is running, like it's the end of the world. It is the end of the world.

(By-cycle rings)

No, today, I've no time for this ..

It really is the END OF THE WORLD!!

[niggadiffusion]

"Voltage in My Veins"

This that thump in the chest,

that crackle in the air

when the ink starts spillin'

and new worlds claw they way outta me.

Hands twitchin', mind racin',

ain't slept in days

but who needs rest

when you caught up in creation’s grip?

Blood hummin',

pen scratchin',

like the ancestors whisperin' through my fingertips.

These dreams ain't born soft—

they kick, they scream,

they demand space.

So I let 'em flood the page,

raw and reckless,

'til the world gotta feel what I felt.