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perception- vexations and yearnings
my mind screams words-
weeps acrylic,
bleeds ink,
and all the capillaries are overflowing with lead.
poetry, prose, tales and laments…
i am yet to perceive the true meaning of such words;
and how they have become a part of me
but I will not yield from unleashing
the vexed parts of me that reside alongside
the yearnings and benevolence.
_skye
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this made me kinda ugly cry, because things aren't really going the way i wanted them to, and i don't want to pretend that everything is okay. i am a physics student, and i have turned one of those students who are struggling to keep up with a course they very willingly chose. i am at a point where i do really feel that maybe i am not smart enough to pursue this degree but i am stubborn to actually quit, and to be honest i am not sure if i should continue or just change my path. i also write, i love writing, and i have heard many say i am good at it but then again i am not even sure if i am really. i try to put up my work online, and well some appreciate it and well, being bad at advertising i don't get any audience at all. and i seldom have time to write even, courtesy to the degree i am pursuing by choice.
and here i am ranting away after reading a post on tumblr, unsure of what i should do with my life. if i will be able to account to anything worthwhile or not but okay that's life anyway, its shitty. and i'll probably not post this...or maybe i will
Hermann Hesse
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No.
i will never show you my heart;
because I feel it is disgustingly beautiful and pure.
so, it is hidden somewhere where you can never reach
how much ever you try to rack your intellect to decipher it.
don’t dare to find my heart
for it bleeds ink, glitter and sunsets
my heart coaxes thunderstorms
and my heart has scars from skinned knees and papercuts
my heart makes its own worlds
so don’t go seeking for it
because you’re not welcome
and if you do find it
don’t look at it
don’t call it pretty
because you’re not allowed to
because I did not choose the way my heart should be aligned
and neither will I let somebody else do so
don’t touch it
because it will burn up
and from its ashes, will rise something
that terrifies me.
_skye
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Mind palace-
Running down the dream corridor
I have a thousand worlds in my head
Like a castle with unopened doors
Each hiding unreal divinities
And enchanting terrors.
_skye
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I have had experiences…
of watching how the stars disappear at dawn;
and of drowning in the depths of mud puddles as a three-year-old.
i have had experiences…
of locked bathroom doors and skinned knees;
and shining brighter than all glitter.
i have had experiences…
of doors being slammed on my face;
and birthday wishes from long lost friends.
i have had experiences…
of crying without a sound;
and laughing the loudest in a room.
i have experienced my heart being crushed-
and getting stolen all at once.
_skye
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