writterwannabe

Hi! I mainly write poems but love writing and this is kinda just my place to rant soooo yeah ❤️🌙☀️

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writterwannabe

Hi! I mainly write poems but love writing and this is kinda just my place to rant soooo yeah ❤️🌙☀️

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Apart

writterwannabe

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I had never felt a cold like this before, It’s like a shiver that runs down my spine right to my core. I never wanted this, but he did. He begged me, even when tears were streaming down my face he still begged. I could feel his emptiness next to me, like a hollow shell of a person who was never really there. But he was there, he was real. My scar proves it. It’s a jagged line that runs down the ce...

Poetry

988

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1 min read

*trigger warning sui!ide*

*ring ring*

There is nothing worse than a stranger's words weighing on your shoulders

Their life now dependent on what you say next

Is another soul going to meet god?

Shredded and torn by the world

The claws of society tearing it bit by piece

Until it feels it has no other choice but to leave,

To float upwards and meet the other angels who left before their time.

My job...

Poetry

Stockholm Syndrome

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Those green eyes are soft; eyes that don't belong to a killer

How could you pull me in so easily

How could you let me get so attached

You suck me in

With false promises and soft kisses

My tears could fill the medicine bottles I'm forced to take because of you

"Sorry" that's all you say

after the words that are meant to kill

"If you two switched faces I'd get an upgrade"

An upgrade

Because you're t...

Poetry

Romance

The Ward

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They don’t call it that here

They don’t awknoldge we all are taken from our school

Our lives

And placed in this place

A place to get better they say

But I know what it really is

It’s a prison

School was bad

But this is worse

Locked in this place with all these other kids

I’m missing so much

The musical

My life

And for what

To supposedly get better

But it doesn’t feel better here

The other kids w...

Poetry

I Don’t Know What To Do

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1 min read

I don’t think I’ve ever need sadder

I feel like i ripped my own chest apart

The blood from my hands crusted and never washing out of

Those stupid tank tops you always told me to wear

Even when you were the one stabbing me it didn’t hurt this much

Holy shit even though it was me who cut out string I still texted you asking to call

Just because I wanted to hear your voice and say good bye in a bett...

Poetry

Romance

I Did It

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1 min read

I threw up

And not because I was sick

Well I guess i am now...

Poetry

Sting

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1 min read

Backwards

Backwards is all I feel

“It will get better”

“Let the meds kick in”

It’s not getting better

It’s getting worse

I’m sitting crying in my room while you tell me to simply ignore it or whatever you’re trying to say

This isn’t even a poem at this point it’s a vent

Because I’m so fucking sick of everyone telling me it will get better

It won’t

So stop

Stop letting me know your story

You sto...

Poetry

My First

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1 min read

You’re my first,

My first everything

My first love

My first kiss

I love you

I love how you touch me in places you shouldn’t

I love you let me do the same

I love how you always ask before touching me even though you know the answers always going to be yes

My first date with you was supposed to be a walk

A walk to wherever we wanted

But my parents were to strict

And you were okay with that

We sat...

Poetry

Romance

Oh No

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1 min read

I’m really scared

I’m really really scared...

Poetry

Numb

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1 min read

*not prompt*

I’m numb,

I guess it helps to have a name for it

But it’s like looking at a rose and it hits thorns

And saying the thorns won’t prick your delicate skin simply because you know they’re there

He helps, but he also makes it worse

I love him though, I think I always well

Outside of that I don’t live anything

The thorns pricks don’t even hurt anymore

I can hardly get out of bed, can’t do...

Poetry