I let everything get to me,
My heart a platform for
constant change, bring
upon me roaring sadness,
laughter and pain.
I can channel it all and
rewire myself
Anew, ready for a
brand new day.
©mysocalledthoughts
mysocalledthoughts
Instagram; @mysocalledthoughts
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mysocalledthoughts 1d
What is pretty?
Is it the curve on my lips
Or the lines exentuating my hips?
Is it the tone of my skin, or the discolouration
decorating my skin,
Is it the texture of my hair, curling to frame
The oval shape of my face.
Or is it the weight distriputed unevenly
Lowering my self esteem even lower that it is.
Call me old fashioned, but why does it matter
So much to meet an agenda that is far from our reality.
Starving, plucking and bleaching our skin to fit
a criteria never meant to be cinched into.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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mysocalledthoughts 5d
On my casual strolls,
My intermediate clauses,
The wondering trains amidst the
Platforms, keep my thoughts on overdrive
Amidst their course. I've visualised too many
Times of how quick it would be to part
With this world if I'd taken four steps forward
And leapt. Against all odds I wasn't scared,
Yet here I am; afraid, alive but dead on the inside.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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mysocalledthoughts 1w
The patience left within me, is all in vain.
The pressure cackling from reality
is keeping me far from strong.
Let my summit burn, it's filled
with secrets not worthy of the world.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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mysocalledthoughts 1w
I spy with my little eye
A fearful emotion
Neglected due to ties,
Burdened by his history
Latched onto his past
Never ending misery
Forever laid upon its path
He tries regidly to make amends
For a mistake that never was
Once his, how far will it go
To please all those before him
Before it gives up and allows
Their thoughts to become one
With its. How much will you endure?
How far will you fall, before you
Realise the problem was never yours.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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Singe what's remaining,
The thoughts idling my mind
So freely, I've been captivated by
The curses wandering amidst
The rampaging sea of overthinking
Leaving me a waking mess
Breathless, I arise only the face
The demons at my heel again.
©mysocalledthoughts -
mysocalledthoughts 2w
Sedately mind,
With serene thoughts
Muddled with fabricated
Happiness, blind my fears
And forge my soul anew
With twistes memories
I'll never be able to
differentiate.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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I'm counting on one hand,
The patience left within me
To endure another painful day
So ready to give in to the temptation
Called an ending; an endless lullaby
To sink and never rise again.
©mysocalledthoughts -
mysocalledthoughts 3w
Why is it impossible to heal
From repetitive wounds,
That constantly target the same spot
Even when your fully aware when they will strike.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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mysocalledthoughts 4w
The darkness brewing in my soul
Boils steadily, adapting to the changes
I've forced upon my vessel on short notice.
Forgive me self, for I've accepted all the lingering
Trauma to be one with myself.
©mysocalledthoughts.
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whitewings 21w
I know
my hands could look
more beautiful,
if only I tried.
But I've been carrying
the ruins
of broken homes.
I need bricks,
to build mine.
©whitewings -
the_lost_melody 22w
/ even on my worst day
did I deserve, babe
all the hell you gave me? /
-( my tears ricochet, taylor swift )
I'm tired of your faithless love
it drowns
in the ocean of my tears
dripping
drop by drop
on porcelain platforms
made out of your
deceit and
sweet smiles
I don't want
to write another
happy ending
because
it isn't
the end
and nor
it is happy
I just wish
you
understood me for
who i am
And not as
the world views me
You try to be the victim
of every hurt you have caused me
and they
those blindless fools
believe you
every damn time
Aren't i yet another melody
humming my sadness
in tunes and rhythmic words
but you must know
there's nothing
melodious about it
the next time
when you see me smiling
hug me close
because that's when
I'm at my lowest
my laughs are
echoing hollowness
that you shouldn't believe in
my life a pretence
i live
is not
your sanctuary
of deceit
the next time
you visit my grave
remember
to not cry
your pitiful tears
staining
the only peace
I could ever reach
/ run, before my nightmares haunt you in your daydreams /
-thelostmelody.
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the_lost_melody 22w
I like the way he writes
his words twist and turn
like creepers with flowers blooming all around
I call him my fate
and he says it was a mistake
a coincidence that shouldn't have occured
I'm a red stain on his past
quite visible and dreary
he is a song in my story
the background music
that keeps playing
for how do I recite
my beginning
if it's not with him
I'll tell you a secret
he adores me
in the dark corners of his heart
he keeps
singing lullabies
I've left long behind
he's the one you see
laughing with others
but you wouldn't believe me
when I say
that his heart
aches at night
I could say
that he is the fallen
maple leaf
I've kept
pressed in the pages
of my diary
and though everyday he withers
the memory is still the same
just a little old
and a little more sweet
he is everything
I've ever longed for
my sunshine on rainy days
the tears on my pillow case
an unaddressed letter
hidden in plain sight
the words I couldn't
whisper out loud
he's my weakness
I lean on
when even my
strongest strengths
abandon me
he is so much more
an expanding universe
I wish to hold within
but if you ask me
about him
I will deny
his very existence
/ for what is the memory of a sad love, if not the hugs you give yourself in the middle of the night, the smile that grazes your lips, when you deny yourself another chance at love, the magic that when gone, still lingers in sadness and heartaches /
-thelostmelody
bg- me
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whitewings 26w
Hating you never felt quite right.
It was like hating a part of myself.
It felt awful and painful.
While loving you...
though came naturally,
wasn't easy.
So I was either hurting
or struggling...
comfortably.
©whitewings -
pranat03 26w
he loves her
just enough to
keep her in his
poems but
not in
life.
©pranat03 -
pranat03 27w
they are the best kind
of people who even
though run away
from light but
carry their
own moon
wherever
they go.
©pranat03 -
ariachez 27w
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pranat03 55w
all these years
i have been
fooling my heart
by intentionally
looking in all
the places you
cannot be,
for my heart
believes one day
or the other it
will find back its
missing piece.
©pranat03 -
pranat03 56w
isn't it okay
to think of you
even when i am
not missing you,
to keep you alive
here in my mind
even when you
are not.
©pranat03 -
branthan 57w
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