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Chaotic Poetry
Your writing doesn’t need to rhyme, sound right or make sense. Just let your thoughts spill and join me in the beautiful chaos of words
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Pain of truth after lies
Oh how I wondered, just a mere child I was
When I would find the long rugged trail with horse and carts and men, disappearing over the hills to that of the unknown
Oh how I wished the unknown was known to me
Where are the monsters to battle and villages to save?
When will my journey to adventure, strange friends and heroism begin?
Hunkered over books with a torch under blankets at midnight
Oh how I wondered, as a hopeless romantic tween
When the vampire would come through my window at night, and whisk me away to a dark and dangerous destination
Oh how I searched, for the hidden door, for a magical quill, why aren’t I allowed to explore a forest? Why do the fairies hide from me?
Why was I lied to?
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You’re a story, that I’d happily spend hours reading. Honestly I’d do anything for just a page. And to be in your book? To be words intertwined with yours, through the scrawled scenes, thoughts and atmosphere… Well, I’d have to show my immense gratitude, I’d have to give you a brilliantly irresistible romance and make it a magnificently exquisite love story, wouldn’t I?
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My eyes are burning
Hot tears are brimming
Threatening to spill
With my soul
And any piece of goodness
Or care left inside me
Is seeping through my skin
And dripping down my body
Warm droplets falling
Disappearing into the earth
Leaving my skin painted black
As dark as my now nonexistent soul
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I don’t want a lot, just little specific things. Nothing huge, I don’t have a big dream. Just vibes and aesthetics, pretty things, art and knowledge. This is all that fills my head day and night. Paracosms and daydreams.
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Does anyone else’s gender get triggered? It just flits from one to the other so easily. Like a mood, whoever I’m around has the influence and power to change it. It’s what I feel in my head, then it simply gets expressed. My gender is the vibe
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The Bliss of Pain
Desire, desperation, despair
The hollow depths of nothingness
From dead eyes
An unseeing stare
Into voids of nothing
The feeling of numb abyss
Why is it always this
Drowning in a sea of hopelessness
Boredom, weak, loss, sadness, pain, fear
Forced, used, abused, ruined
Desire, desperation, despair
I’ve got an empty soul
But wounds of wisdom
And wise words
That fall lost behind the thick darkened smoke covered corners of my mind
The death of thoughts and feelings lost, too far to grab a hold of through all the inky fog of swirling black misery
All feeling is gone
Nothing is everything
Anything would be better
If happiness is impossible then give me the pain
Destroy me
Wreak me
Brake me
I’m happy to hurt
Swirls of yellow and purple
Dried blood and sweat
Aching bones
Tear stains
Conflict and disaster
Destroyer
Fighter
Abuser
An icy cold rage behind red seeing eyes, with strong fearless thoughts, through a calm piercing pain, that lights fire in my veins
Delight, happiness, calm, appreciation
For I can feel again
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