MusefulHeart🫀

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MusefulHeart🫀

https://werdsmith.com/musefulheart

243

Writings

124

Followers

282

Following

Cool stuff

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

I show you cool stuff

You show me cool stuff

Now we are friends

Your cool stuff is my cool stuff

My cool stuff is your cool stuff...

Poetry

Storm

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

For days I have hidden inside

Behind the mask

Behind the smile

But somehow I still wasn’t enough

Still yelling

And still me hiding tears

I can’t handle change

And I have handle imperfections

I can’t handle different

And I can’t handle having no affection

I tried and I tried

But I finally broke

I finally spoke

Not to who hurt me

Not to who yelled

But to who matters most

So thank you for le...

Poetry

Burden

MusefulHeart🫀

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I hate being seen

Will you help me hide myself?

Don’t want to burden...

Poetry

Gone her way

MusefulHeart🫀

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I see the way you look at her

Her beautiful blue eyes

But what about mine?

My eyes of brown

Like coffee and cinnamon.

Like the dirt food is planted in.

I hear the way you talk to her

With that tone in your voice

Thats how you used to talk to me

But now to me

Your voice is raspy

I smell the way you lie to my face

The stench of your lying soul

Or is it because you were with her all day

And that sm...

Poetry

Compulsion

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

Its an itch

Its so hard to resist

I have to do it

Bounce

I bounce my leg

To relieve the dread

But it doesn’t really work,

Does it?

I often feel in the wrong

Or as if someone is mad

Are they really mad?

Or is it a trick my mind plays?

Either way I say sorry

I say sorry too much

sorry

But people roll their eyes

I can’t stop saying sorry

I promise ...

Poetry

Soul

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

All I can think about is you

Because you are not merely a soul

Crafted of materials of earth

Don’t mistake your wonderful soul

Either with mortals

For neither with immortals

Great Gods gave you life; and light

Havent you a clue?

I seem to be in awe of hou

Just know your soul

Killed my heart

Lovely isn’t it?

May I ask this question

Nevermind, I shall not bother you with this

Otherwise I shall cont...

Poetry

Sister

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1 min read

You are your own form of energy

Bouncing off the walls

And always wanting to play

You never seem to tire

Yet you are quick to bore

Of that I am quite sure

You are your own form of energy

Smart as can be

Though sometimes a menace to me

You love through hardship

Because to you a hug

Is what matters through and through

You are your own form of energy

Your voice though loud

Is a sound I could no...

Poetry

Aware

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

You know you are aware

When you feel the hair on the back of your neck

And the way the clothes touch your body

You know you are aware

When sounds get to loud

And the walls close in

Though that is so aware

It gives me anxiety

Just standing over there

You know you are aware

When your limbs feel too tight

And you don’t think your head is screwed on quite right

Or is that called insanity?

The fee...

Poetry

Songs

MusefulHeart🫀

1 min read

Do you feel the songs in your bones?

Dancing theough the structure

Making it their own

But i will glady let them do so

Do you feel the songs pulsating through your body?

Making your heart beat faster

And your cheat to pump.

Vibrating your soul

Like a bomb under the shore

Making you iys prisoner

Though you will gladly indure

Do you feel the songs running through your veins?

Bursting your vessels...

Boredom

MusefulHeart🫀

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Does anyone get bored anymore?

Does anyone twiddle their thumbs?

Does anyone get lost in ther mind, or wonder the meaning of life?

Does anyone ask meaningless questions, just to fill the void?

I don’t remember being bored anymore.

But i can’t remember being entertained.

I can’t remember feeling a thing,

Other than feeling pain.

Do you still feel bored, or is it yet another lost art?

Are we as hu...

Poetry