#spilled thoughts

Despair is a wild thing in my chest that knows no repose. It fills my veins with spectres of hope that vanish and I drown in

while laughing i started to cry  i wipe my teary eyes only for it to get wet again -

Sleep is elusive. Hides in the back of my mind behind the myraid of fears I didn't know I have. I know I should sleep and

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There will be a point where we don't even try to avoid the pain anymore,

"I'm searching for someone that will savor my taste, not gulp me whole."

I don’t know what the future holds, but I want it to be you.

I’m jealous of people who do what they want because I do what I must, and it’s rarely what i want.

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good morning ☀️ sharing this piece today because it’s what i needed to hear the most ❤️

How sweet is a sincere hug from a sister of the soul. It wipes away your tears and puts hope in your heart once more! 

Always inventing New ways to hurt me Must be getting exhausting Don’t you see what you do? You must really think I’m a

somewhere there’s a place where our dark souls go to meet we are one in the same from this festering world that we came

My love, know I am smiling because your eyes are still in my mind and the feel of your hands still linger on every curve I have.

Just promise you’ll love me One more night Just enough To make it feel alright Even if we’re playing pretend That we

You’re the artist of your life, go make it a masterpiece.

Sometimes I think poets like me are meant to be alone, to love in the purity of a vacuum, to love illusions and hug

I am the one that came from the sea with aquamarine waves at her feet. Wild and mysterious as the seaspray. I am the cry

All the warmth seemed to have left his limbs and concentrated in his heart, the blood pooling there, rushing, trying to

What is the rhythm of an embrace? Is it that of my heart or of his? Is it the one of our dreams? Is it the one of our

O god, let my body rot under ground no one ever walked on, or ever will. Let flowers grow unnoticed and let me die forgotten,...

Lion’s Den

To have two people coincide at the exact same time when both have busy lives, responsabilities to bear, demands of time

come abuse me take all you can as long as you use me own me for a lifetime let me be yours your punching bag your

I’m really on the ledge this time Giving it all for you With nothing expected in return And I hate the way I always miss you,...