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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Somewhere when you don't see me,
My smile drops a hundred and eighty degrees,
My forehead knots and I sigh loudly,
There is more to me than what you usually see.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Devours
I wear fatigue like a cloak
I taste bitterness across my tongue
I breathe suffocatingly
I speak words robotically.
The day tears me
The people devour me
The road tires me
The despair consumes me.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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down this road
Walking down this old town road,
as dark skies broad,
with no town in sight,
no town alight,
hollow hearts and heavy steps,
eyes that had been dry but wept.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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picture prompt by poeticmellifluous with judge danielleholian_ on Instagram
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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my life in music
Music is in my every beat, my every laugh, my every sob, in my every step of the way. It's my medium for life in melodic notes. It is my outlet, my expression I can't live without.
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For World Music Day Writing Contest by unpublished_drafts and tale_pals in Instagram.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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a dream spark
I dream alone in the dark
of rainbows and warmth
I long for the spark
that will fill my heart.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Picture Prompt by poeticmellifluous on IG
My entry
Under the sun's warmth by the lake,
On a picnic blanket with two wine glasses,
Our hands entwine so sweetly,
And we fit ever so perfectly.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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the first sound of rain
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A rain's prelude arose,
As the sky grays and clouds form,
At THE FIRST SOUND OF RAIN,
I remember our days,
Tears fresh at bay.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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... I'm resonating with this.
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Prompt: Looming
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The shadow hovered and loomed,
Distorted wisps of gloom,
The figure behind the fog grew,
A ghostly hand with a pale hue,
A past wraith haunted what was due,
Cold fear settled which was nothing new.
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For the 24hr challenge in poeticmellifluous on IG.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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I'm tearing up, reading this.
“Repeat after me: My current situation is not my final destination.”
— Unknown
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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“People cry, not because they’re weak. It’s because they’ve been strong for too long.”
— Unknown
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Right now, my heart is lodged in my throat, as it beats erratically out of fear and shame.
I will it to stop, but it is in vain.
Countless of times my lips are abused, from the bites uncontrollably done from keeping this composed ruse.
My eyes tear and the flow never stops.
This screaming fest in my thoughts that continues to drop.
Help, cries my mind pitifully, Someone, my mind screeches desperately.
It doesn't help that my mind turns against me, and pleads for sleep that never really comes peacefully.
In the midnight I wake alone, temptation to end my suffering was too strong for me to atone.
I want to hurt, to scratch and bleed, to end this graceless tango of life and greed.
Someone please give me reprieve, someone give me to receive.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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I'm in a bad place right now.
You?
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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What makes you walk forward in life?
When you're down and bruised, what makes you go on, even though you just don't want to move anymore?
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Venting
It was seeing a bridge getting burnt,
Falling into the ravine nary a grunt,
An emotionless facade a front,
The pain was sharp as it was blunt.
Grim as a fucking grave,
Emotions destroying everything in a wave,
Emptied, dried and nothing more to pave,
Wrung and dry with nothing more to save.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 3 years
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Title: Thy mind is thy enemy
Waking up to dawn's light
The world is half-asleep in the night,
They flicker and sputter with all their might,
But in the end nothing goes right.
The ticking grates ears,
Insensitive to those that hear,
Hands lift to cover in fear,
The world had never been so clear.
Tongue heavy and body of lead,
Eyes with no more tears to shed,
No hunger pangs to be fed,
Just numbness and no words to be said.
Spiraling downwards to an end,
Mind dark with no way to fend,
With no help was ever lend,
There was no way to ever mend.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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beamarieluther · 4 years
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monochrome world
In this four corner world,
only I exist
with my bed
with my laptop
and my silence
with my my thoughts and
fictional people for company
life was monotonous
life was safe
life was in dull comfort everyday.
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©Bea Marie Luther
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