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internalearthquake · 1 month
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my ghosts within
In the midst of what seems mundane lies a hidden world
Ghosts surround me, accompanying my every step
The lost, the unmet, the real, the imagined
These translucent entities haunt and console me
Wispy figments shift in and out of awareness 
Subdued whispers, their presence felt but never seen 
What may seem ordinary masks profound challenges
I push aside my ghosts who yearn to be acknowledged
Fragile mind oscillates betwixt clarity and confusion
A perpetual struggle to live in the present 
The universe is littered with daily reminders
of what once was… 
of what could have been…
of what I have lost…
of what was never mine…
of what will never be…
Every hushed whisper, every reverberating echo
My ghosts represent these fragments of my narrative
An incomplete history of distortions and illusions
Leaves me feeling incomplete
So, who am I?
What may often be overlooked carries significance to me
Unanswered questions ignite chaos within my mind
I navigate an unsolvable labyrinth of mystery
External investigations cannot unveil these buried truths
Healing lies in reconciling with my ghosts within
Dialogue with them holds the key to my liberation,
Clearing away the misty fog that clouds my perception
By forgiving the past and accepting the unknown,
I can release my ghosts from my internal world
Empowered, I can forge my own narrative,
Finally discovering who I am
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writingthestorm · 1 year
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WritingTheStorm Perspectives Series
Mental Health/Illness Edition - October 2022 Recap (original prompt)
Many apologies for the inexcusable delay. Thank you all for your interest in this prompt series! Be sure to check out these insightful submissions:
Perspectives: Mood Disorders @alexofasinfulnature - Voice of Void @elycwinters - Breathing Underwater @alexofasinfulnature - Come Back @delightsofmysoul - Depression
Perspectives: Anxiety Disorders @alexofasinfulnature - Emotion Lock @betweenthetimeandsound - Thalassophobia @elycwinters - Anxiety @betweenthetimeandsound - Child of the Sun @internalearthquake - eisotrophobia
Perspectives: Eating Disorders @betweenthetimeandsound - The Feast
Perspectives: Impulse Control/Addiction Disorders @elycwinters - Stealing
Perspectives: Mood + Personality Disorders @m-b-dunn - Hiss
Perspectives: Eating Disorders + Impulse Control/Addiction Disorders + Substance Use @m-b-dunn - I Meant To Say Help Me
Perspective: Dissociative Disorders @sender-paulson​ - Warning: Contains Multitudes
If you don’t see your name/post, please contact @writingthestorm. Keep an eye out for the next prompt! Stay extraordinary :)
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sarah-irura · 1 year
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Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!
Thank you @unmondefou for the tag.
Reading books, legal texts, articles, basically any written material that I find interesting.
Writing anything that comes to mind either from legal research or from self reflection and experience.
Texting and chatting virtually, human connection albeit online gives me a sense of belonging.
Being engaged in tasks that challenge my intellect or spurs on meaningful debate among like minded individuals.
Listening to music (or should I say Linkin Park and Imagine Dragons mostly).
I am tagging @praggya1993 @instruth @dg-fragments @internalearthquake @seventhskywords @dbaydenny @scatteredthoughts2 @scribblersobia @dolores-hazy @dancing-on-the-waves@kiramalibu @katrinnac @adamantseal @aubriestar
@teaspirationss @just-4-thought
If you so wish to join the happy.
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Who is/are your writer-crush(es)?
Oh this is fun! So I've said before I'm pretty awful at checking writing blogs and I tend to do it in binges, either on a whim or when I get a reaction and am reminded of how much I love their work. I also have anxiety about coming across as weird for reacting to a million posts at once, so I often just... don't. Sorry about that my mutuals. I know I miss a lot of beautiful words this way, but it cant be helped. I just have a lot going on. Here are the blogs I particularly like to binge on from time to time, three of which I have notifications turned on so I don't miss a thing. But I'll never kiss and tell which ones, and yeah, the list is all jumbled up as far as who I do this with the most. You'll never catch me, Anon! BL
@internalearthquake @poppiesandpromises @definegodliness @haikudude @wildthingsandmagic @elvedon @moonjunesoon @jordynhaiku @becomingpoet @betterthannonfiction @miss-poetflower @apotypocalypse @voidic3ntity @songofsutarima
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eisoptrophobia (Psalm III)
--prompt from @nosebleedclub "vertebrae" (2 October)
The autumn sunrise knows my body more than the mirror does without a filter; it knows how the flesh withers and decays like the bark peeling off an apple tree. A mirror quips and silently judges my curves and how my rib punctures my skin--with a structural indifference, only enough to hold me up when I face God and His angels-- half barren, but fully formed.
Yet in the mirror, my vertabrae mutates. It mutates into a live vine, one which could strangle an oak just when it has witnessed everything. It rises up under my skin, but I cannot cover it with my hands-- they can abort its ascent, but it cannot keep it from existing in the realm where muscles and fat intertwine like a pair of fine hands.
In the sunlight I could glance up and muse upon my own creation. It fades in and out because of the clouds, but I still chase it for its validation, not for what I'll have to confront when others look at the gaping scars my soul inadvertently bears. --Elda Mengisto
Author's note: Also inspired by @internalearthquake's eisoptrophobia (fear of mirrors) -- I've learned of a new fear today! Hopefully this poem does that feeling justice.
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artisticwildflower · 3 years
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The sky is on fire,
and I sip the coffee you left me,
I let my lashes down,
and words litter my neck
I splash my face
with glitter and let metaphors breath.
I grab my heart
and twist it hard
I adorn your love
with the pearls raining
and poems with the tears,
I dip the scroll in coffee,
and gulp it down,
they say poems heal,
but I guess
mine were just promises
coated in less sugar.
-artisticwildflower
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aj-alanna · 3 years
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You will never be able to please society so focus on pleasing you.
a.j. alanna
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fallenangelloyalty · 4 years
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He is Real
He comes to me awake
I wish I was dreaming
His voice is so demented
In the dark he is laughing at me
Laughing at my fear
Coming closer to touch me
Grasp me with his poison
Looking through his piercing
White eyes
I see his face so clear
Torturing my inner-child
Taunting myinner-demon
He is my demi-god
By : Alex
Aka Sally harris
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triedmybestyouknow · 5 years
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Proxy
Mostly because I like pissing you off, I am still in love with you. Mostly because I wanted an excuse to imagine you laughing, I wrote that line. Funny how everything is adjacent, how your food is always, in some sense, touching, whether inches or continents apart. The letter "P" is just a soft "T". All dogs are a few vocal adjustments away from speaking German. Or how I think M's worst hookup is actually her best. Five minutes in, how he said "I fucking hate you" and finished. Wanting is the dullest hammer in the emotional toolbox, but maybe that's because it's Old Reliable. You need to understand that M had suspected this guy to have secretly fallen in love with her months ago. You need to understand quicksand to understand love. It is difficult to think of anything else when you're in it. You cannot solve a Rubik’s cube while in love. You can barely operate a can opener. Nothing gets done. You suddenly dance well. Flowers talk. Your credit score may drop.  All of your food tastes like it has sugar in it.  I want you. I love you. I fucking hate you. 
-j. altamore
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ginadope · 3 years
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Hello! This is me, some small poetry blog with a weird name :) As this absolute a$$hole of a year is coming to an end, I’d like to say <3 thank you <3 to the writers that made it a little better for me:
@written-honey @haikkun @a-few-tumbles-later @lost-ends-found @robertjw4688 @hedonistpoetbyhira @praggya1993 @harrybpoetry @chuckakot @endlesswordsonapage @dg-fragments @justscribbledwords @heartofmuse @drearydaffodil @quaintobsessions @4sss @the-outsider-girl @wordrummager @eshaninjer @william-warren-writes @internalearthquake @hannahflowerspoetry @jonaswpoetry @rhapsodyinblue80 @stormykatie @adamantseal @write-as-rains
In no particular order, mostly from memory, on a dying laptop :) Wishing you a great 2021, coming back to watching Dirty Dancing. <3, m.
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healing hurts
healing is making peace with the inevitable while still waging war against suffering
healing is forgiving the pain for what it took from you, even as it takes more
healing is forging a faith that the past is a context, not a cage
healing is trusting that the sand in the hourglass has no motive to betray
healing believes what it hopes –
that forward is always the right way.
@internalearthquake  -- thanks for the inspiration.
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quietpoetrycorner · 4 years
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GET TO KNOW ME TAG
thanks so much @nakedmartianbunny for tagging me :D
RULES: tag nine people youd lilr to get to know better!
FAV COLOR: black (and for the smartasses either green or blue)
TOP THREE SHIPS: spirk (star trek), elliot/parker/hardison (leverage), gwen/morgana (merlin)
LIPSTICK OR CHAPSTICK: ok if my lips are chapped to hell ill slather them in (clear) chapstick but if i can help it, neither
LAST SONG: if i fail you (black friday)
LAST MOVIE: birds of prey, whicb was excellent but a while ago lol (have been binging youtube and tv shows lately)
CURRENTLY READING: a study in scarlet by sir arthur conan doyle, the dark wife by sarah diemer, jackaby (part 3) by william ritter and like, a shit ton of fanfics
tagging: @drearydaffodil @darkforestroads
@endlessprogression @rhymingtherapy @rosesandgoblins @lovethewitchofendor @daydreamsandwanders @poetic-oxygen
@internalearthquake @mermaidman-is-gay as well as anyone else who wants to share! dont be shy!!!
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imperiallefty · 4 years
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Cradling a heart who's beat can rend the earth is a task meant for few as worthy.
@internalearthquake - “800 Humanities” #6
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inkstay · 4 years
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Inkstay Interview April Edition: Internalearthquake
Introducing
@internalearthquake
1. How long have you been writing?
I have been writing with a creative touch since June 1, 2019. 

2. What do read in your free time?
I spend most of my time reading scientific research articles since I work in the field. However, I also enjoy B.A. Paris’ thrillers, Agatha Christie’s mysteries, animal-related stories, and nonfiction. 

3. What (if any) projects are you working on?
I am illustrating some of my poems and am learning to compose music for some of my lyrics. I plan to publish a poetry collection soon, and I hope one day I can share my lyrics/music with vocalists. 

4. Have you ever read your work aloud for an audience? (any form)
I have not read my work aloud for any audience since I feel like I’m still new to this realm and have much to improve upon until I can share it at that level. However, someone else has read one of my poems to their book club (with my permission). 

5. Do you have a favorite place to write?
I do not have a favorite place to write, but the setting I prefer is late at night in the dark. 

6. Are there any reoccurring themes in your writing? What? Why?
Most of my writing is storytelling. Some themes include perspectives of mental illness, abuse, and death, but I write lighter, uplifting pieces on human nature too. The human brain/mind is a black box, and as a scientific writer and a creative writer, I have two distinct personas that I can wear to shed light and understanding on what makes us behave the way we do.
7. What inspired you to start writing creatively, since you know exactly the date, I suspect something specific triggered this? I started writing then because I was at a transitioning point in life and was at a loss on how to accept it and move on, which led to me expressing it in writing. It was an awful piece, but the process was enlightening, so I continued to write.
8 .What makes the late night/dark your preferred writing setting? I’m not entirely sure. I guess I associate daytime with work, social obligations, running errands, et cetera. Nighttime is when I can focus on the things I want to do without interruption.
9. Any lasting impression you would like to leave with the readers? I have never considered myself particularly artsy, and I never imagined myself writing to the extent that I do. We all have the creativity and potential to share our thoughts and feelings via the arts, and I hope more people realize that and try it. Lastly, I want to thank the @inkstay staff for this opportunity. Thank you so much for your dedication to masterful writing.
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jonaswpoetry · 5 years
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8 People I’d Like to Get to Know (Tag)
Thanks for the tag Weronika (@painted-poems).
I. Name: Jonas
II. Birthday: January 2nd
III. Zodiac Sign: not all that important
IV. Height: 5′8″
V. Hobbies: writing, reading, learning. Singing badly.
VI. Favourite colour: green
VII. Favourite books: Confessions of a Fallen Angel by Ronan O’Brien, The Song of Gail and Fludd by Philip Gross, Katherine Kerr’s Deverry Cycle, Karin Slaughter’s Georgia series.
VIII. Last song I listened to: SideIISide by Richard Spaven (it took me way too long to figure out the song is side-2-side/side-to-side)
IX. Last movie I watched: Silence of the Lambs, I think? I don’t want films all that often
X. Inspiration/muse: Music has always been a huge inspiration for me. The books I read, too, and my relationships with others.
XI. Dream job: At the moment I’d quite enjoy being a barista trainer/coach. 
I am tagging, without any obligation: @lullaby-blind, @be-i-ng, @rivkahhannahsf, @thegoblinbee, @emptybottlesbrokendreams, @kneipho, @swing-sets, @internalearthquake
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artisticwildflower · 3 years
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I held him under the water his foot on mine and his heart afloat his hands pulling the strings around my waist in the sweet rhythm of the dead corals and my feet to the song of the mermaids. his eyes held secrets like oysters pretentious of pearls and shine only to be fed on by gloom and creatures under the earth. I pull him closer leaning on his stiff muscles whispering to him the stories of his older life to carry them into a new universe, the life after death. I held him under the water his foot on mine and let him go, up and up and up till he sees the new light of the earth and of a hollow happiness, and sink in the gloom of a dead lover.
-artisticwildflower
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