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@taintedsoulstuffs
Even in the deep sea of sadness, I'm somewhat afloat
Alone but warm atleast
Even inside the darkest caves, I'm breathing
Hope, the light to my darkness
Though not moving forward,
I'm still
Even though it's raining, I know the sun is there somewhere
Waiting for the clouds to move
And though there aren't rainbows
The dusky skies are serene still
And even though I'm in agony
I'm somewhat smiling still
Because you were right.
It’s always weird to answer someone when they ask you how you’re feeling.
Especially after a heartbreak.
Because you want to say that you’re feeling good.
That you’re no longer hurting.
But at the same time, you’re still picking up the pieces.
And those pieces?
They feel like glass.
And when you drop glass;
it shatters.
You can look anywhere,
and everywhere
and eventually, you think you’ve found all the pieces.
But then one day, all of a sudden,
the bottom of your foot starts to bleed.
And the next thing you know,
you’re pulling out a piece that you missed.
And it hurts.
It really fucking hurts.
And that pain will continue.
Not every day. Or every month.
Not even every year.
But once and a while, you’ll step on another piece.
And another.
And another.
And then eventually,
you go numb.
And I guess that’s the scary thing about a broken heart.
The numbness.
The inability to no longer feel the pain that once haunted you for so long.
So when you told me you were gonna love me forever,
and then you left,
You dropped me.
Just like that glass.
Shattered me.
But I should’ve known.
Because you told me you were a great liar.
And I should’ve believed you.
Because you were right.
The irony of pain is you want to be comforted by the person who hurt you
I think my smile is fading
Please, come back...
I am still
Even in the deep sea of sadness, I'm somewhat afloat
Alone but warm atleast
Though it's a dark cave, I'm breathing
Hope, the light to my darkness
Though I'm not moving forward,
I'm still
Even though it's raining, I know the sun is there somewhere
Waiting for the clouds to move
And though there aren't rainbows
The dusky skies are serene
And even though I'm in agony
I'm somewhat smiling still.
The Woman Who Could Not Live with Her Faulty Heart
by Margaret Atwood
I do not mean the symbol of love, a candy shape to decorate cakes with, the heart that is supposed to belong or break; I mean this lump of muscle that contracts like a flayed biceps, purple-blue, with its skin of suet, its skin of gristle, this isolate, this caved hermit, unshelled turtle, this one lungful of blood, no happy plateful. All hearts float in their own deep oceans of no light, wetblack and glimmering, their four mouths gulping like fish. Hearts are said to pound: this is to be expected, the heart’s regular struggle against being drowned. But most hearts say, I want, I want, I want, I want. My heart is more duplicitous, though no twin as I once thought. It says, I want, I don’t want, I want, and then a pause. It forces me to listen, and at night it is the infra-red third eye that remains open while the other two are sleeping but refuses to say what it has seen. It is a constant pestering in my ears, a caught moth, limping drum, a child’s fist beating itself against the bedsprings: I want, I don’t want. How can one live with such a heart? Long ago I gave up singing to it, it will never be satisfied or lulled. One night I will say to it: Heart, be still, and it will.
Without you, my light burns a little low
I just wanted to let you know
I am lone in this lifeboat,
Drained and can't row
Just a little matchstick in this heap of snow
Just a firefly without the glow
Just a lifeless candle ready to blow.
We are not together anymore
But you know I still love you right?
And you probably feel the same too
Well love's not adhesive enough is it?
Time's not on our side of the court I guess
Or is it me who you're running from?
I felt like you were that missing piece in my masterpiece that I didn't even have to search for
I guess I was in luck
I think it was my day
But everyday is not Sunday is it?
I sense this comfortable vibe when I'm around u
And u seem to be shy but u open up around me too
Your smile widens up clearing the fog that's been on my mind
I can see clearly through the eyes of my heart
Cheesy isn't it? But u have no clue how hard I fall for that beautiful smile of yours
And how I've been missing that piece again
Knowing you're smiling
But I'm not the reason behind it
Had I not glued it strong enough
Had I not pour every little drop of fevicol I could afford
Just to tape that one piece
But,
Now it's gone
And the dried up glue skins to the incomplete puzzle
Reminding me everytime
About my incompetence
But u say it's not me
But how can I be so assured
What if you move on
I'd still be stuck with the dried remains on my hand
Looking at my incomplete masterpiece not knowing what to do
You say i deserve better
But you are the best
Shouldn't I deserve that?
You look happy
I pretend to be
Well sometimes I am
But this thought of you
Crosses my mind and then I m stuck
Like the second hand of the old mounted clock
And then I can't think further
My whole body recalls u
Our moments together
Your hugs and kisses
I try to clear it out of my mind
The clock makes a 180 degree
Signalling your arms
That once wrapped me to home
I m broken ofc
I sometimes feel like crying
Sometimes i don't feel anything
I don't know which ones better
Being able to feel and then crying over it
Or just being numb
Im numb most of the time
I don't feel like talking to anyone
Im smiling and laughing
But it doesn't penetrate me
Im scared sometimes
That i m so broken
That no one can fix it
No superglue will be able to hold on to the pieces of my heart
And I guess I don't want it to
Guess my heart's just waiting for you to kiss me in all those places
Where im broken
But should I wait
I don't want you to get hurt but
Would u come walking towards me
And tell me how your day has been
I don't even need those kisses
I just need u to smile at me
With the same love you left with
And hold my cold dry hand
And make it warm
So that your loves penetrates
Completing my masterpiece
And maybe a kiss
Wouldn't hurt I guess
The room's dim, darkness on it's way
Downpour of dreams, the nights at bay
Sipping in whisky, here I sink
Afloat on flashbacks
Blinking, trying to think
Why does the moon break my heart?
I am in dismay
Am I not good of a person
My minds a cache
I am scared
to fall and never get up
Blown away like those paper cups,
Blown away by you
Standing but my knees are weak
My body is drenched
With every step, I creak
I am in drought
Drowning in my own fate
Then again I see around and wonder
Is it too late?
One more night, I count
The days just passes by
With the empty glass in my hand
One more day, I try
Losing hope in those colorless mornings
City sound shrilling in baking up my tinkerbell
Different than what I am used to
Your voice
I felt at home when you talked
About the simple things
Whispers and screams
It was always the little things
Falling right under you
Just like a goodnight sleep
You felt like home
Now in this brushed up town
Nearing it's darkest dawn
I am homesick.
Ahh such a beauty, this cane field
Moments of sundown, lushy green
Painting a soothing picture
oh but the beauty was concealed.
Near the sugary field, a bitter horror hissed
Her heart was a two ton brick in her fist
Rested upon a serene natural view
just a ground away from where she may have grew
It was the exact spot on the ground where he wanted her to be
pinned down strangled enough to see
Sinless age of 13
but those 20 minutes must have felt like an eternity,
clinging to her sanity.
The cruel eyes of the man must have smiled
a little pure angel defiled
sucking on the bones of her rotting body
Not even a shred of humanity
A monster of wilderness and insanity.
Her soul ripped up and thrown away
into the puddles with the drop of his pants
her screams sewed up with threads of his horror acts
Bodies pressed up, two lungs
pressed against the cage
that seconds ago kept her soul contained
her soul dripping in mud
her body weeping in blood.
the ground, weary and burned
dew on the grass dropped from her eyes
Her body melting into the cold land
the puddles witnessing her calling cries.
She was just a child, what was her mistake?
Was it the pink ribbon or her denim dungaree
Skinned knees, was is that alluring?
the calm innocent eyes that he went on to ruin
Another perfect angel
stripped of its wings
The cold land lies still
Covered in the cries and wrath
Unable to move she counts her seconds
Before she runs out of the blood now impure
Her fate rewritten by a demonic beast
Her life nearing its end
She uses her last molecule of energy to blink
And look up to the clouds and summon
To the angels to end her misery.
It takes seconds for things to change
For life to form and lives to end
A moment to pass, bonds to break
But
It takes an eternity for galaxies to form
For a tree to grow and for emotions to drown
For cracks in your wall to heal,
We all want to change, love for real
Misery to end and hearts to mend
But
we think too much
Never ending battle between our heart and mind
You know the sun doesn't want to leave the earth
But the earth's round
And it can't warm us all
At once
To my only one...
You're so serene
So beautiful
The lines that your eyes sketch when you laugh
The way your skin glows when you smile
like the Moon's an inch away
But there's no moon nor is there a sun
It's that lucid soul of yours
I bet your heart's full of candles
Lighting kindness, beauty and love
I bet when God created you, he looked at the angels and grinned
And said "God damn I am good"
Some people have gorgeous face,
A radiant smile that can light even the darkest caves
and eyes so deep
It can unravel meanings, meanings which one can't find inside any dictionary
Eyes so deep
It can hide emotions while revealing it at the same time
And some have the kindest heart
pumping faith and love into the world
Giving hope to the ones in need
Their soul so pure
Even the fiercest demon turn divine
And
then there's you.