#spilled notes

[jimuelosity]

JUST ONE STEP

The world around me holds its breath -

they watch me tremble.

There is no earthquake

and yet my body shakes

As I take one step.

It's been a while

since I felt this tall, this high

and yet I'm still minuscule

compared to all those glaring eyes.

Just one step and that's it!

My veins contract to the force

of lifting my foot to the air.

All these eyes will behold

how my wings were never broken

and witness my valor and gallantry

as I launch myself to the clouds.

But I will never reach their piercing gaze

unless I detach my feet from the ground.

And just one step is all it will take

to not let myself and everyone down.

[feralchaton]

Yes, when people break things, they should try to fix it or apologize, sincerely, and attempt to find a solution.

That is not a "sorry" ... but ...

Please do not apologize for someone's boundaries or the correct and appropriate responses that come from blatant disrespect and harm.

Definitely don't apologize for lack of sympathy/consideration/'empathy' with one person but not another.

Do not apologize for someone else's emotions. We know what they are and they are valid. Yes, more so than anyones' supposed lack of awareness and accountability. (If there's an awareness to unawareness, guess what? 🚩)

Apologize for actions and damage caused, sincerely.

The whole run away, say nothing, or cast blame where it did not, does not, exist (ahem... check the mirror) is getting old.

How many times does one need to repeat a cycle before realizing it's self-made? It stops when you stop it.

[unpublishedinkstains]

Ambon by | Unpublished Inkstains 🪶

Ramdam ko ang haplos ng simoy ng hangin at mga dahong kumakaluskos. Kita ko ang bawat hibla ng sikat ng araw, na sa mundo'y naglalakad at sa kapaligira'y kumakalat. Nakikipaglaro ng taya-tayaan at bawat tao, puno pati hayop, natataya niya.

Sariwa, payapa Nabubuo't napupuno ng ligaya.

Ngunit, hanggang kailan nga ba?

Kita sa kalayuan ang mga galit na ulap, ramdam ang pagbabago sa maliliit at papalapit na patak.

Ang langit pala'y marunong din umiyak.

[imnotsleeping76]

Note to self

What moves you... write about that What intrigues you... write about that What makes you smile... write about that What is difficult... WRITE ABOUT THAT - D @imnotsleeping76

[shannenwrites]

In a world filled with darkness, you are my light. My sun, my warmth, my guide to eternal happiness.

8pm thoughts

[thefatherlessrose]

I blocked you I wanna unblock you Unblock everything I pressed pause too. Sometimes it feels like I can’t breathe I’m drowning on an empty bed. It’s empty and yet I suffocate. Memories purposely blocking oxygen - almost as if it was a sick trick to get at me. Get back at me for blocking you. They want you here. Call for you. Ring aloud for you. They wish to make new ones. New memories. My screams have turned into breathlessness. I’m stuck in time. I wanna unblock you. Run into your arms and let our heats be interwoven. Blaze. I just. If I could just wake up to your naked chest in the morning…and feel your heart dance against my ear.. I wanna unblock you, but I won’t.

dkfash

[poeticstories]

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[feralchaton]

Punished for being. A thought with a smirk. No expectations, merely an audacity to hope. A lecture on how they're one in the same, won't beg, but certainly differ. Little reminders, triggers, increasing. Planned and deceived or innocent and perceived. Why won't it cease? Back to nothing, feeling picked up and dropped off in the middle of some place unknown with blinking neon lights and an impossibly hard bench. Losing any hold, typos would expose, not hiding but not revealing anything either. Why add to a steaming precarious pile? Not my place nor time to be brave. Invited, elated, then thrown into sacrificial pyres has a price. Used to it. Head held high in licking flames of indifference while a stench of fear lined change overpowers acrid smoke. Craving a cigarette. Hearing screams of love but confusing them for hate cloaked in a wrath of injustice bestowed with a clasp forged in sadness. Titles never asked for; what crown is ever truly wanted? Kicking to the surface, drop all the weight, and let it all go. Fanning the smoke away, remember to breathe.

feralchaton