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aceofsw-ords · 1 year
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I want a love I never have to beg for, a love that calls for me first.
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fuxcked · 1 year
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I hope I crawl through your brain like a fungus
And i poison EVERYTHING.
I want my arms to reach every deep dark crevice of your mind
Squeezing toxins into your synapses and soaking up every ounce of serotonin sitting in your cerebellum
I hope I travel from cervical to sacral
And you feel me EVERYWHERE
in your fists
In your throat
In the tension of your muscles
I.
Hope.
You.
Feel.
Me.
As the heat
And the knots
And the rigidity in your jaw
I hope I break teeth
And burn the skin of every lover you caress
And that the boiling blood pumping through your chest reminds you of me
-the last of us
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why does it hurt to lose someone you never knew?
someone who held a spoon to your lips across a table;
we were just children -
making games out of expectations.
youth, who didn’t know better;
feeding each other.
wearing matching dresses,
matching pyjamas.
now, I’m the one left here, trying;
to retrace the past, through black holes
which make up what’s left of my heart.
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soundlessbymidnight · 1 month
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Dear future me,
When you look back on this post you’re going to say “I shouldn’t have listened to you.” And believe me.. I know. We aren’t smart right now, we are blinded by love, we are shallow, and practically mentally comatose and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. We hurt right now but we still want to believe. Past us would be ashamed, rolling in their graves if they knew how stupid we were being right now. Past us would say “Even with evidence you still believe? We’ve been through this already so why are you willing to ignore the truth right in front of you.. you know better. We know better.” Believe me.. I know..
So when you do look back on this post, future me, tell me that we didn’t make a mistake. Please. Tell me that the grass was greener on the other side and we were able to trust someone without it coming back like a bullet to the chest. Tell me I didn’t lead us on the wrong path yet again, I don’t know how much more we can take honestly. I don’t have anything to believe in right now so I’m really counting on this working out, if this doesn’t work out then everything crumbles right back down and we can’t afford to keep breaking down. Our walls aren’t walls anymore, just bits and pieces taped together, holding on by a thread. So please, tell me we did good and we healed and the sun really shines. Because right now it’s dark.
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b22-4u · 3 months
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I found you on the streets, where you didn’t belong, but rather where we were meant to meet.
This isn’t an accomplishment but rather a moment of silence to all those who may of never of known what a home felt like.
I see you, and if I don’t currently, I will find you.
( I found kittens and cats stranded on a “island”that had no boat to leave, so I built one with enough room for just them, in hopes that If I stayed I would find whatever else may be stranded. Even if it was only I who was here for now)
One day I will make a difference.
Or die believing I could have.
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6ixteez · 8 hours
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The reality is I just wanted someone to love me
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gemini-apple-pie · 6 months
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one day when you find out who i really am, i will miss the illusion of your love, it was all a sham.
i don’t know when i realized your hypocrisy, but now that i’m older, i know “Christian love” is the biggest lie you sold to me.
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lobotimizedlavender · 8 months
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If I told you I missed you
Would you laugh at me
Or say you missed me too?
If I whispered it
Would you lean into me
Or take a step back?
If I mumbled it
Would you tell me to speak up
Or kiss it out of me?
What if I yelled the phase?
Would you feel it then
Or still tell me you felt nothing at all?
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mrs-mcbeth22 · 2 months
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“Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart. And the wound last a lifetime”
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mq-writes-ig · 6 months
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you have done more than damage and be damaged in this short life, my dear.
you have encircled others with your arms,
opened your hearts and eyes to the rain,
made your body into a cocoon, a womb of all things raw and alive
you birthed songs, harmonies, your own humanness
i love you
you are more than damaged
you have gained creases in your hands and skin
you are not old, yet, but you are older all the same
gather your life around you,
there is much more to come
how foolish to think you are only your illness, your damage
you are infinitely more than that
-aster
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aceofsw-ords · 1 year
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I keep a list of the painful things you did to me, I recite them whenever I start to miss you again.
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no-more-lies12 · 18 days
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i wish people would care about me, even when I'm not sick, even when I'm ok
just because my feet have healed doesn't mean I don't need shoes.
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starrrmaaaaaaan · 10 months
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How could I learn to be loved by people who could never have a desire for me? Constantly I ask the stillness in the air surrounding me foolish , frivolous things.
"When will I be able to love someone and be loved in return?" I whisper this so unsure of myself and what I can bear as my answer.
And the stillness never has, and perhaps never will, waver with an answer to soothe the hunger. Starved of love, of being important and desired. I love so deeply but not a soul will touch me with their own, so I concede the ability to voice my hunger to save what little satisfaction I have kept.
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ye-olde-trojan-horse · 11 months
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paper cuts hurt, until they don’t.
boiling water hurts, until it doesn’t.
being numb hurts,
until you forget how to feel.
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fuxcked · 6 months
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Your name stings.
Like a child
I hopscotch around
To avoid the sound
But I trip
Or misstep
And the swarm rages out
Im attacked by
Every smile
Every kiss
Every tear
Our memories like venom
Course through my veins
And for a moment
I remember
What it feels like to die
-yellow jacket love
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b22-4u · 2 months
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Write, and don’t stop
And if you must erase
Remember hard and long
And if you never think of it again,
Do I forget ?
Ps. That’s what she said (line 3)
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