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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Eraser
Block of flesh scraping against the paper
Grasping helplessly at my mistakes
Bleeding over the page and through layers
Simple product of capillarity,
Losing the light in a sea of fiber
Ripping off feathers to drench them in ink
Blood dripping down my quill
Gliding onto the air like a dance
Drawing my story as I twirl,
Twists and turns til I fall and crash
Break my bones on the cold hard floor
Collect my scattered pieces in a jar
As I clench my fist over the discarded charges,
Scraps of eraser.
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Champagne
New Year's Eve, celebrations
Family gatherings,
Bubbly laughs
From another world
The glasses ring,
I shatter.
The shouts and the screams,
Dreams and tears,
Burst through my mind,
Breaking me down
Cowering in a corner of my conscience,
I lie
Look up at the ceiling and cry
Drowning my thoughts and sobs
In a broken cup
And a broken mind.
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Ribbon
A ribbon tied in my hair
Taming my curls and wrapping my head
A ribbon tied around my neck
Tighter and tighter, until night falls
A ribbon tied around my waist
Pretty gifts to offer the world
Cinching at the ribs
And blue veins apparent
Subway map of liquids,
Salty and metallic
Tasting of 1-octen-3-one
Volcano of chemicals and smells of sulfur
Rotten fabric and fleshy blob
Leaking of mucus and sticky mess
Wrapping paper to hide
The hideous truth and blood-shot eyes
Of a ribbon ridden lie
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Skyline
Single drop of fire in the sky
As my tears pierce through the line
Rope of light dragged by a flaming chariot
Burnt and freezing corpse
Dangling in the weightless night
I look at the blazing thread
And tie myself to the limit
Jump into the sky
And rip through the border
Falling endlessly through time
Night and day burned to ashes
Gray rain, gray air,
Freezing debris swirling in dimensions
Parallel universes and colliding worlds
Here I am
Longing body left to rot in the chaos
In the eye of the hurricane,
All is still.
-far
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Scribble
Black cloud on paper
Ink tears on cloth
Dark scars on wood
Scrambled mind,
Hiding my mistakes
Under a pool of darkness.
Under the sky
Lies a blanket
Blanket of lies
And deception
Shadows of doubt and
Self hatred
Shattered mirrors
Broken glass
Lines of blood
This ancient ritual
Rises again.
Under the moon
Shines a lake
White as a pearl
Deep as my mind
Into the lake
I drown.
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Grassblade
I run my fingers through the grass
Rolling around the meadows until
I feel a sharp tug :
Blood trickling down my finger,
Dripping on the soil and sinking
Through the roots and the veins
And raised to the sky
Drops leaking out onto my arm
River of blood exposed
Rushing against the current
Until everything stops
Lying on the grass in a puddle
Red mud coating my legs
And my chest and my throat
Until only my eyes are left
Blink one, blink twice
And night falls, I empty my lungs
Suddenly I can feel myself sinking
Deeper and deeper, til my back touches dirt
And I see flowers following me in
Bouquets of blades and spikes
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Ancient Greece
Walls crumbling
And tears running
Shattering bones and
Chattering teeth
Old and forgotten and
Miserable, left alone
Eyes searching and hands brushing
Delicate like a feather, careful not to
Disturb me, no hands to pull me up
But smiles and amazement,
And tears shed, not for me
For the bystanders and the sightseers
Life circling back and forth
While I lay there, unmoving,
Stuck in my past screams
And lungs ripping apart
Unable to move or close my eyes
Forced to relive those fragments
Trapped in the middle
Between past and future
Dreams and reality
Over and over
And over and over and over
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Poppy
There is a single poppy growing on my grave
No one knows who sow the seed
Or who watered it through the years
No one but God, vicious buzzing of the future
Always looking, privacy an illusion
And sends angels to scare the damned souls away
Alone in my grave I hide
Splatter my tears and blood and watch
The petals unfold, in all their beauty
I hear footsteps and sobs, condolences and silence
But I never hear my name, sweet call
Screaming to the world I can’t be forgotten
I close my eyes as I hear shouts and thuds
Loud concrete noises crashing on my box
And I can see their contortioned faces
As the poppy flies away
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Winter
Cristallized tears surround me
As I carve out an angel
Heart frozen in place
An icicle stands in my chest
Ice versus ice
Only the sun can decide
I keep my head above the water
As I see the iceberg approaching
The tip is small so I dive
And the monument swallows me whole
I can’t move so I think
Snowball fights and hot cocoa
Warm hugs and cold petals
Tears streaming down my ice-cold cheeks
As I feel the warmth melt my heart
Leaving me with faded thoughts and a salty face
And at my feet, a lukewarm puddle
Red pond, so dark it draws me in
Until I gasp, scream and sink
Grabbing strands of hair to pull me up
An infinite ladder of pain, so thin
When I reach the surface
I can see them cry over my lifeless body
More salt to thicken my blood
Until it’s solid like concrete
Suffocating in tears and blood
That’s how I’m forgotten
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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That Torn Paper Told Me To Forget It
You can't remember how you were as a kid
You don't know if you're any different
You can't remember your favourite flavor
Or that one story that got you to sleep
You don't remember being told stories
You remember how the storybook looked like
But not what the pages told
You know it should go like this:
"Once upon a time, there was sunshine and warmth and laughter and love and light
In a realm of refuge
In the way the pixels moved
And the figurines played
In the creativity of a mind longing for sleep-
A child longing for sleep
And you do not remember the light ever shining outside the realm
You remember the darkness of the room you were trapped in, forced to learn your multiplication tables
You do not remember your multiplication tables
In fact, you never truly learned them
You do not remember the punishment or the teacher screaming at you
You assume it happened because it always does
You do not remember the daydream you dreamt in that room
You assume there was one because there is always one
You remember tearing the page apart bit by bit
Fuel for forever lasting stories
Forever staying in the same child's mind
Forever forgotten
You remember your parents printing you a new paper
-firefly
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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After math
The aftermath after a math class
The tiny army leaving the tinier room
A regiment of strangers with a general of answers
Marching chaotically in diverse directions
One of them- if there ever is individuality
In this disbanded Xth grade army-
One of them is a number
One of them climbs up the squared stairs
And multiplies the steps
"One of them is a name and a lack thereof"
One of them thinks as they check the time
If they go up and down,
Would they make it to next class?
With d steps per second,
A distance of e meters until they reach the top,
And a minutes of break,
They think they'll make it with only t minutes of tardiness
And spring up the rest of the ladder
Out in recess, where wars cease
And enemies breathe
A drop is heard, the hth one this week
-firefly
Writing exercise: word submission "drop"
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Stair fall
The elevator is out of service, I have to take the stairs
Trembling in each step, broken knees
And broken pleas, "not a big deal"
Say those who don't need that
Elevator, that cursed savior,
The stairs are much less fair
Rough and tough-edged
Sharp, rocky, concrete planks
Slow, stumbly; I hate the stairs
I will walk up and stumble
I will fall
An underground and four floors
A stop, then two more
Such shall be the height of my fall
Letters, dragged down with me, flow all together, all over
A bee sees from the ground
Day sky covered in black, dark mark from the heavens
Cast out and voided
The bee moves on
God laughs at the fall
-firefly
Writing exercise: word submission "stairs"
i've only now discovered tumblr lets you fuck around with fonts and such for titles lmao
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Kettle
A whimper from the metal
A cry of steam hurling through the air
Through the room and through the walls
Until a scuffle is heard
And a relieved sigh as the heat dies down
Drips through atoms and emptiness
To hug paper and leaves
Finally free, the river rejoices
As the air steals its warmth
And the cup overflows
Here I stand, alive among corpses
Watching my world turn red
With the blood of my friends
And I long for their freedom
As honey coats me and leaves
Me and the and the bloody taste on my tongue
On the cold, hard plank
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Shade
A stroke of the pencil
A brush on the paper
Light as a feather
And soft as a tear
The light-kissed side
And its shadow
That's where I hide
Staining the paper
With my existence
Ashes mixed with blood
Ink to tear through a page
Burns searing through skin
Blood seeping through cloth
That's where I hide
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Weave
I reach for the sky and pray
To the Fates that weave my fate
Long flowy strings that float
Cut through the air like blades
Droplets of blood drip from their palms
Turned upwards to the clouds
Bloody clouds, filled to the brim
Until they burst, flood my mind
As I untangle strands of hair
My fingers, trapped in the endless struggle
Til they rip and cup my ears
Cuts dripping into the carpet
Delayed with salty rivers and
Ocean of screams.
I braid my hands and I pray
To the Fates that weave my hair
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Consciousness
I close my eyes and think
I could never open them again
The darkness surrounds me like a blanket
Warm, fuzzy, inciting me to sleep
And never wake up again
I let go and drift endlessly
On the river of my conscience
Riding out the waves until I reach
A still lake of calm
Breathe in, breathe out and
Stop, fall at the bottom of the water
Empty my lungs and drop
Relax and sleep
Never-ending dream pulling me in
Never-ending hug keeping me warm
Love to drown out the noise
-fae
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fae-the-poet · 2 years
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Lie
I lie on the ground and wait
For Death's carriage to take me away
For the blood in my veins to finally stop
For your words to bleed out
Of my ears, my eyes, my mouth
Your lies and I, your eyes and I
And my mind in awe
Of your sighs and lies
Oh, why can't I die
And escape my past, erase
My mistakes and my mind
I close my eyes and let
The white noise beat me dead
-fae
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