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@Anemone eco

Me? Writing poetry in the middle of the night? Noo. The title really doesn't make sense if you're not me, so just kinda ignore that.

Letters From Jackson

"Tomorrow
will be a good day,"
they say.
They always do.
"Just keep waiting for tomorrow.
It will be better than today,"
they say.
But if tomorrow I'm still in pain,
will it still be a good day?
If tomorrow
I find myself smiling less
than I did today
would that be okay?
If tomorrow I hurt someone,
would you still feel that way?
If tomorrow I injured myself,
would I be numb to the pain?
Would it all go away
because tomorrow's a new day?
If I wake alone again
at the dawn of a new day,
disgusted and in pain.
Not wanting to be myself,
my efforts feeling in vain.
Would the day be there to save me?
And hold me close again?
And if tomorrow doesn't find me
before I wake
what will be of that day?
How would the world move on?
Would it still be a good day?
Because I'm gone,
would it make everything okay?

@saor_illust school

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zach that was amazing

see this is why i like your poems. a lot.
they hook you in at the very beginning with the immediate slam of emotions, and keep you until the end, just as jampacked with emotion as the beginning, if not more

@Anemone eco

Thank you!
It's kinda neat to know that someone enjoys what I think to be just nonsensical rambling. It really does mean a lot to me.

@darling-velocipede group

i couldn't get the formatting quite right in the forum response box, so i hope an image is alright! this one is a bit about disassociation and having an odd relationship with your physical form but trying really aggressively to love yourself :,)

@darling-velocipede group

i've always relied on being a writer– throughout my life, it's the one thing i've been told i'm good at and actually believed. that's a weird place to be, though. how stupid it is to rely on ideas and words and chance arrangement, all things made indefinable by their abstract nature? what if, one day, my words just leave? fittingly enough, this is still a work in progress. i like the form, but some of the imagery just doesn't stick

@Anemone eco

The way you format your poems manages to catch my eye all two of the times I've seen them. It's very pleasantly arranged. I'd love to see the finished product sometime, but I like it so far. :)

@darling-velocipede group

The way you format your poems manages to catch my eye all two of the times I've seen them. It's very pleasantly arranged. I'd love to see the finished product sometime, but I like it so far. :)

:D thank you i try hard

@CasiCasino group

Bouquet of Hydrangea
(Dedicated to a certain someone…)

If the roots of fate is truly fixed and that nothing could change,
Then perhaps the best to do is for me to stay with you.
Because deep down I know that life is meaningful enough,
But to live your life for someone is a life with trust and love.

Growing up with time, not a lot by my side.
A broken heart, some tired eyes, a body that’s lacking life.
But somehow those days, have gone and passed away.
It’s like someone came into my life and completely changed me.

The scenery,
The memories,
I hug this broken body
Taking it along with me.

The scars I’ve gained
No longer remain,
It’s like you’ve healed my soul,
My dear

Now blooming like a blossom garden,
With someone so important.
I hold to my heart, our present, our past.
I’ll care for them, as long as I’m alive…

And I’ll be here, no further.
I’ll be your friend and lover.
No matter how much you love me,
I still love you more than you could see.

……

Living on my own, sitting on my empty throne.
An empty glass, some broken shards, and a wall of some fake gold.
But somehow I could see, that someone so far from me
Is living life, is missing me, and it makes me so happy.

The sun I see,
The moon I need,
Somehow the stars tonight
Aren’t shining bright as they used to be.

Or could it be
That you’re here with me…
It’s like I can see you near,
My dear

Now blooming like a blossom garden,
She’s someone so important.
I hold to my heart, her present, my past,
I’ll care for them, as long as I can breathe…

And I’ll be there whenever
You need a friend or lover.
No matter how much you love me,
I still love you more than you could see.

…

All of these heartfelt emotions,
Prove that I love you… now, can you see?

@SeLosMeMos

Is it Raining?

The first drops of the season’s arrived beside your door
The footpath starts to clog up, the rooftop starts to pour
The overflowing memories of ours begin to shine
Behind the garden blossoms, staring at the sky

However beautiful are the pictures you may see
Within the rain there’s always some tears of false belief
The broken crackles of some hearts that you may hear
Reside inside the stormy atmosphere.

No matter how long, no matter how strong
The storm that you’re fighting, will show where you belong
So hold on my dear, for the future is near
This life will be worth it, just wait ‘til the storm will clear

The thunderbolt might frighten you into a freeze
What’s left of the commotion is a burnt up memory
A past you wish to forget, the future you wish to change
There’s something still so magical in times that can’t be erased

No matter how far, no matter where you are
No matter how lonely, no matter all your scars
Your life is still worth it, your dreams will still shine
Your soul of uniqueness is one that cannot die

Though it pours down your eyes, it may clog up your mind
The silence that you wish for, you can find it in the sky
The last drops from heaven, the last sign of pain
Now see up above you, the beauty after the rain.

…

The sun has settled down as the moon now start to climb
The calmness of the seasons’ horizon catches your eyes
What is left of the rainstorm that has passed by your mind?
Perhaps there are some memories to find…

@CasiCasino group

Close An Eye

There’s no need to ask
When nothing that you say is true
Faint breathing in,
Faded breathing out
There’s nothing left me to do

Second nature much?
You lie just like you used to do
No need to care
‘Cause I won’t be there
If my presence seems to bother you.

What you say, I believed
I thought you wouldn’t hurt me
But I know and I’m sure
I could leave you… if only it’s that easy.

I guess I’ll just close one eye,
Taking in the truth in your lies.
Knowing only half of the story,
Is enough for me to decide.

I guess I’ll just close that one eye,
No longer needing to know.
And though it hurts, it can be worse,
So I…
Will keep that eye closed.

There’s no need to act,
I know that you don’t care for me.
Last chance again,
Begging me again,
For a perfect ending to the story.

Being who I am,
I let you in another time.
I trusted you,
I wanted you,
My old friend now it’s our goodbye.

What you say, I believed.
I’ve cheered you on a thousand times.
Though I know, I’ve had enough
Of all your lies… I may be too kind.

‘Cause I’ll only close an eye,
Taking in the truth that you lie.
Seeing all you wanted to show,
Knowing that it’s not a whole.

But I still won’t open that eye,
Though the truth may hurt and I know
That keeping you, would hurt me so
But what can I do…
When I’m afraid to hurt you.

@saor_illust school

hhhhhhh
your poems are like zach's
i love them
although,
i'm sorry you have to go through this
i hope you can let go of him soon,
he doesn't deserve you as a "friend"-

@darling-velocipede group

just some vent poetry with funky flow and structure. in spoilers due to it being about ~food stuff~. there's good days and bad days idk take care of yourself