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thunderwords · 3 years

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jack and neil

there are two boys. one dark hair and dark skin. wants to fix you and mend you. we’ll call him jack.

jack wants to hold you and hug you. jack wants to see inside you and worship you. jack asks “hows your day” and you can’t tell him you’re in scattered pieces all over the living room. jack is nice, jack says goodnight i’ll see you soon. jack leads you to a garden and you ran away. jack shows you stormless sky but you wanted hurricanes. jack wants you. jack wants who he think is you.

there are two boys. one dark hair and a crooked teeth. we’ll call him neil.

neil wants to hold you and love you. neil’s in pieces and you want to save him. neil’s a chipped boy with dragons for a tongue. neil took your heart out and you drank the blood of his hands. nick ripped you apart and you begged for more cause it’s fun. nick loves you. nick holds youre hand and lead you to the morgue. nick wants you. nick knows you and every windows in your little soul. nick wants who you are.

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thunderwords · 3 years

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savior complex.

i remember the screaming and shouting

teary eyed with failure in understanding

logic trailed away in an empty train

stuck in a closet of childlike hopes

lovely gestures, empty lovers

i truly am trying to understand you

why wont you do that to me too?

i try to understand the anger in your face

sumburnt like, throat dried

we screamed to loud

drenched me in gasoline

gaslight me

anyway,

i’m just a little person

with a savior complex

you close your eyes,

i’ll wash off the blood,

i’ll take care of the rest.

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thunderwords · 3 years

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here.

i want to stay here

in my parents’ couch

in the arms of my mother

closing my eyes

while she rubbed by back

breathing, alive, slowly

while my father pats my head

i don’t wanna go outside

to my room,

alone with my monsters

swimming in a flood of my own making

every nightmare scripted in my head

i don’t wanna go outside

i want to stay here

with my mother, with her

please don’t make me go

i want to stay here.

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thunderwords · 3 years

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july’s first

i am a big bowl of anxiety

eyes brimming with tears,

body stood on the edge of a cliff

nail scratches on my arms and legs,

i am hoping to tear this skin away

i’m hoping none of the pieces stay

billy joel said to slow down, crazy child

but i am still shaking,

driving 1000 miles per hour

i am still running god knows from what

my heart’s still beating chased by a bark

i didn’t see this coming when i was 9

when i stood on my balcony i saw the future ahead of me

never knowning in 8 years the desire to jump of it,

either to crack my skull, or to escape this plastic skeleton i called home

i dont know.

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he and i were very different, and yet the same. as if the fire that’s burning inside of our soul came from the same pit. he is every bit of love i have ever imagined. destructive and beautiful and chaotic and calm. i lie awake at night wondering if i really do love him or was my heart looking for it’s destroyer. and these paths i’ve wondered into, they were cold and dark and gloomy. but at the end of the bridge was his hand, holding out to me like death in front of a morgue. i too have looked for myself in every city and every painting and every eyes and all i could found was him. i longed for him. for his touch, his love, his laugh. i will forever be in poison if his love was a venom . i will forever be in flames if loving him was hell. i will die if he is, truly, death.

-excerpt from a book i didn’t and probably would never write.

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thunderwords · 3 years

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i never know.

his name carved into the arm

where my scars once laid bare

i have never known love

like the one we used to share

the blood on my tongue

started to taste like heaven

and my throat’s scratched with a song

nobody could remember

you have painted me

in colours i never believed exist

and i am now alive

with this bullet inside my veins

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thunderwords · 3 years

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thunderwords · 3 years

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another life

he was looking at me. brown amber eyes staring me down, giving me warmth the sun never could. his hands holding mine,

“i dont ever want to lose you”

but tears were brimming down my face. i can’t hold this ache in it’s place. i was gonna burst into flames and this man would be the end of my days

“i will find you, in another life, another body i’m in. and i will not rest, for the life of me, before i found you.”

the waves caught him and washed him away. there’s nothing here but the little love he left on the palm of my hands. i’d jump to the ocean too, if i could. i’d drain the ocean in a heartbeat, if i could. i’d give up my dreams, if i could.

love,

i am waiting.

when will you come?

#love poem #love #poetscommunity #poetry #missing

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thunderwords · 3 years

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flames

ruin me! do ruin me

throw me to the hardwood floor

but do hold my broken self

and shape me however you want

let me fill that void in the cracks of your heart

let me sing you to sleep everytime you awoke startled

lit me in flames!

oh love, i do beg you

then i’ll be in the light with you

and i’ll live the life poets have told

you have killed me too many times

for me to know what is life

paint your dreams

with the red in your hands

carry me! do not left me stranded

for i am the dark sky that wishes

to be enlighten by your lovely eyes.

#poetry #love poem

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my sister and her piano always bring back such nostalgic memories. i remembered when i was around 8 she’d play the same song over and over and i’d dance in the back (i just started ballet, shut up). just dancing freely, feet stepping here and there on the cold marble. floating without any chip on my shoulder. my heart was still full, impatiently waiting to get older. to actually live, instead of merely existing. nowadays, hearing her play the same exact song on the same exact piano brings back and old memory of me. the once innocent, free, positive version of me. the one that’s not yet tainted by the cruel deeds of this world. and i’d smile at her, silently speaking my worries that i’m not yet the woman she wished to become. i would also give my promise, that i’m on my way there. and i will not stop even if my knuckles went red and my mind went hazy. i am on my way.

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thunderwords · 3 years

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dear anxiety,

why are you here?

what have you done to me?

i’m confused

cause i could feel my chest become hollow

somehow i’m sinking in a water so shallow

you carved runes in my arms

and you made me forget who i am

every word that rolled out of my tongue

is violence along with a gun

and every punch i throw to the wall

is an “i hate you” to my shadow

you are suffocating me

taking my breath

as i speak every promise to the window

you made me cry

when there’s nothing to cry for

what have you done to me?

and why am i still keeping you with me?

Just for fun. Let’s all write a poem about anxiety.

Start with, Dear anxiety…

#anxious #mentally drained #short poem #anxietypoem #poetry #sad thoughts

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thunderwords · 3 years

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moony

“hello, mister moon!”

i shout to you

let me see that wrecked madmen

let me see him

let me ask him all the question

burning inside my veins

why does my back hurt?

the scars where my wings were

mister moon, the fire’s everywhere

i am screaming,

shouting,

“do give me your reasons!”

as to why this pain is different

cause i’ve fallen from a hundred trees

but i stood up still with a broken knee

why is this different?

why cant i stand up?

why does it hurt, mister moon?

why does this ache keeps digging

and my chest is hollow

the knife you twisted in my heart

they filled the emptiness of being

my heart’s beating

but i’ve died a long time ago.

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until dust we became.

do you remember it?

the promise that rolled out of our tongues

stucked like a melody in a song

something so beautiful, so mundane

heals all the sadness and all the pain

a time when i looked into your eyes

and i could fell myself calming down

the sunlight made your eyes so brown

and i swear,

it’s the most exquisite shade i’ve seen

‘until dust we became’

repeated each night before we went to bed

the dreamland of forever,

the happily ever after

we could’ve had it all

i could’ve had you

i longed for your warmth

as you wiped my tear-stained cheeks

as you cast away anyone that dares to harm

as you hugged my pain away

i’ve always dreamt of death

but that moment, right there,

i do not wished for it

i wished for you, forever

jumping in a cold river

hands intertwined as i shiver

sleeping on the couch, waiting for you

marching through the door

bringing my home like a lover

running around in the garden

as our fear jumped away in the cold ocean

and i was fearless,

jumping head first

i would do anything for you

crossed every stream in my dream

for my lover, my sunshine beam

and until dust we became,

until we were swallowed by the flame,

nothing more than a name,

i was yours and you were mine

through the end.

(but we parted our ways

before we had the chance to.)

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thunderwords · 3 years

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angry

i’m the youngest of three

i was a child when they know who they want to be

i was a child when the moved to a different city

i was a child when they’re a women already

i have these expectations,

sitting at my shoulders like altercations

they chipped my shoulder,

and send me to a river

i have cried myself to sleep

wishing i was six feet deep

and i clawed my way

i tried to keep myself sane

but i am about to burst

like there is this storm of pain,

or an avalanche waiting to destroy

everything that hides in my brain

and i woke up so worried

my heart’s pounding out of my chest

i have this devil

laughing at every move ever

and i am so scared

god, i am so scared

and i tried not to

i build a wall inside my head

and i cried i cried and i beg

i beg for the fear to knock on another door

but he’s waiting outside the morgue

and he’s holding his hand out,

and he’s offering comfort without doubt

he messed with my head,

made my nails a weapon

and created crescents in my hand

he locked me in chains,

and asked me to breathe

i told my mom

my mom told me to be at peace

to be okay with my tears

but how am i supposed to do that

when i have been angry my entire life?

when i came to the dark and made him my friend

when i buried my pain

and became lovers with the rain

with every drizzle that came

i made them a hurricane

i do not know of peace

and how to be at peace

i do not know how to sit in a tree

and not wait a broken knee

i am alive

but i have not lived

how can one be alive

if she walks around with death in hand

how can one be alive

when her shoes is pointing away from the sand

how can one be alive and at peace

if she hasn’t known it in years?

#poetry #poetscommunity #sad poem #poemoftheday #angry #sad thoughts

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thunderwords · 3 years

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i was going to tell you.

you looked me in the eyes

as my lips breath out the smoke

as if asking “why?”

asking “why are you hiding behind this hooded cloak?”

and i was going to tell you

about the boy who lit me aflame

who told me he loved me

as his knife made the pain

who told me he’d do anything for me

as his feet were runinng away

i was going to tell you

about the constant worry

the heartbeat in my chest became a tune

for the wrecked madmen in the moon

a tune so doomed,

the only worthy answer is a fist to my head

i was going to tell you

about the losing sleep

the sinking deep

and the almost jumping off the balcony

i was going to tell you

abou the ruins i became

the chaos i’m in

the way i hold my darkness

and said “ i love you”

i was going to tell you,

but i was never one to open up

so i rolled the rug

and i smiled,

i said

“i just love the way it makes me feel”

even if it’s not a lie,

it wasn’t the whole truth

just because i want to die,

doesn’t mean i dont want to dance in the roof.

(for ‘daphne’. if you’re reading this, i’m sorry i drifted away and i’m sorry i’ve changed)

#heartbreak #sad poem #poetry #anxienty #depressing shit #sad quotes #i miss you #sad thoughts

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thunderwords · 3 years

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dearest aphrodite,

goddess of love,

something i have not believed in now

i am sorry

but you made me

burn my hand with a stove

for a man who’d rather skip breakfast

you made me

prick my hand with a thorn

for a man who’d rather a lily than a rose

i was left broken and scattered

and you told me to believe in love

what love?

which part of this is love?

which part in being locked in a cage is love?

i was thrown in the shadows

and i became one with the dark

i became a ghost,

haunting the ones that i lost

you can’t see me,

but oh, how i feel

i do not want a love that kills me

for even if i wished to die,

it will not by the hand of a man i loved

so i refuse this love,

if it meant cutting my wings away

if it meant losing myself

i refuse your love, aphrodite

with love,

persephone.

#poemoftheday #sad poem #poetry #short poem #aphrodite #persephone

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