misty window drowned in spluttered rain im left alone and in sizzling pain the feeling of your betrayal stings my soul nothing but you can fill this empty hole this thunder sounds like my broken heart can we please just go back and restart? were all those heavily spoken words true? im losing every piece of myself because im intertwined with you you stabbed a dagger into my fragile heart you poisoned my loving veins with your firing dart I’m clinging onto my threadbare pillow as if It was you why was I surprised, it was nothing new all the unspoken words are cluttering my crowded mind the unceasing raindrops are opaque like my eyes; blind why couldn’t I have been your only one this raindrop race from my flooded eyes is hard to outrun all I want is for my heavy heart to be heard but you never want to listen so I disguise my hurt you misunderstand my purely intentional words my explanation is confusing to you too, like crosswords why did I waste my stolen time with you the unfulfilled promises of our love never came true let me find the cure to this broken heart of mine us crossing paths won’t happen if walking in a straight line my everlasting love for you is truly unconditional but your love for me is like rain on a sunny day: invisible my pure existence disturbed your peace but you were my everything, my masterpiece

Between 11 and 25, that’s where I find myself. Maybe beyond I’ll find peace.

43? 51? Maybe 89.

I want to understand. Gods, how I want to understand.

it’s funny how there was life before you there was life before you ruined mine there was good life before you broke me

I was looking through old pictures old videos old memories from when I was younger

the smile on that little girl’s face? it was real unlike the one I plaster on most days now

you hadn’t ruined her you hadn’t tore her apart you hadn’t even met her and she hadn’t met you and everything was okay everything was good life was good

I hate you I hate you for ruining my life that little girl? she’s gone because of you I can’t smile like that anymore everything revolves around what you did to me you ruined my life that little girl? she couldn’t hate you she didn’t know how to hate

but me? now? yeah I hate you I hate you for everything you did to me I hate you for tearing me apart I hate you for breaking me I hate you for ruining my life but most of all I hate you for forgetting forgetting what you did to me not knowing how much you hurt me not caring about it either you simply moved on and left me there alone and confused broken broken by you

My love may be weak My walls may be strong but easily can you break these heavy mental bricks. For I am easily fooled and tricked truths masked by lies I easily belive. Theese heavy bricks that used to be a safe serenity, now surround me broken and bruised like a puzzle missing a peice.

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Car rides on a hot day can make me nauseous.

They make me feel like I want to throw up.

Like I want to cry.

Make me feel horrible.

And secretly angry at myself. For not preventing the nausea. By finding a way to chill.

Car rides make me wonder why some reactions to the things I do are so strong.

Car rides make me sad.

To: Car rides From: Soph

:)

You’re the ocean. May seem like a strange comparison, But you are. I could drown in just the idea of you alone. I’d go out too far. So far I can’t stand. Just because it’s you. I’ll stay till I sink. And when I sink I’ll be sinking in you. As long as it’s you. Sinking deep. But it’d be so thrilling, And so exciting That I’d forget to come up for air. And simply just drown in you. The ocean, My ocean.

The lighthouse stands, a stubborn flame
against the sea’s unceasing call,
a steadfast keeper of the name
of those who fear the rise, the fall.

It casts its glow on distant shores,
a beacon through the night’s thick veil,
as sailors drift toward unseen doors,
unsure if winds will lift or fail.

And we, like ships, are drawn to light,
our hearts a compass spinning wild,
seeking a home in endless night,
yearning to be the lost, found child.

The lighthouse is our hope, our guide,
its flame the dream we hold inside.

have you ever slept so little

that when the morning came,

all you could do was move slowly

and try not to fall asleep?

on these days it feels like im being piloted by someone else

someone that i shut down when i was eleven,

because she was too run-down

and tired

spending three years without a power source

dreaming of running through fields green and gold

now all she can do is try not to fall asleep

because these veins aren’t wires

and this heart’s not a motor

and these muscles aren’t pistons

and this brain’s not a motherboard

but good god,

sometimes it feels that way

Everything is brighter in LED colors Tell me who is your next girlfriend In your set list of lovers? I’ve seen you write lyrics for days With your sad boy emotions Ugh, what an emotional phase Thirsting for attention like a vampire seeks blood Is London next on your vast earthly tours? Your voice it haunts me like a cinematic score If I was your girlfriend I would be only yours

You be my heart And I’ll be your soul Take me to the lakes And I’ll take you under

When your face Turns to stone The fire burns out And turns to ash

So focus on the birds singing along Focus on the pebbles lining the ground Focus on the sunshine clearing the rain Because we can shine If you open your eyes

And you be my heart And i’ll be your soul Take me to the palm trees And I’ll chase you under the blue

When your face Turns to stone It brings back All the broken bones

So watch me as I ride those waves Watch me as I splash your hair Watch me as we smile like our dreams We will If we can believe

So come be my heart And I’ll be your soul Wrap me in a blanket And I’ll hold you close

Don’t turn to stone Don’t lose your hope I’ll hold your hand Through it all

Feel it as I touch your heart Feel it as I bring you home Feel it as we go far away The beauty is drifting But we can get it back

We can👐

(Wanted to write something uplifting today. It’s for all of you💛)