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LJRoundTown
LJ
LJ
Published
Today 00:42am
Today 00:42am
No Shame, Just Profane
#anger
#betrayal
#MovingOn #revenge
#MovingOn #revenge
7 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
Published
Today 00:39am
Today 00:39am
WHEN YOU CAME INTO MY WORLD
From the depth of my deepness within my heart and soul it is you who has turned my life around, for you shown me what is a rare thing when you stepped into my world as you shown me your love and understanding.
For somewhere in between the feelings and emotions, the vibe in me reemerged from the deepness of my heart, for it was you who awaken within me what I thought and felt had died long ago.
...
For somewhere in between the feelings and emotions, the vibe in me reemerged from the deepness of my heart, for it was you who awaken within me what I thought and felt had died long ago.
...
#love
#kindness
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#admiration
11 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Published
Today 00:25am
Today 00:25am
my self pity is ugly ..
I believe in nothing except
my own culpability, sitting
in the café feeling guilty, of course
I'm sorry and not entirely
for myself, but yes, I worry ..
my own culpability, sitting
in the café feeling guilty, of course
I'm sorry and not entirely
for myself, but yes, I worry ..
#confessional
8 reads
1 Comment
BlueBeastGirl
Published
Today 10:55pm
Today 10:55pm
Blow up with me
#lust
#BDSM
#lover
#gratitude
#ForbiddenLove
21 reads
0 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Published
Today 10:45pm
Today 10:45pm
MANOWAR
More and more demons
to vanquish these days;
he slays
and slays
and slays
coming at him from everywhich
ways; too numerous to fight
onslaught through the night
they claw!
they bite!
they won't go aways!
These nights and days
to the Gods of Metal
he p r a y s
for the courage
strength and will
to kill Kill KILL!
and just plain
fuck their shit up
royally
to vanquish these days;
he slays
and slays
and slays
coming at him from everywhich
ways; too numerous to fight
onslaught through the night
they claw!
they bite!
they won't go aways!
These nights and days
to the Gods of Metal
he p r a y s
for the courage
strength and will
to kill Kill KILL!
and just plain
fuck their shit up
royally
#dark
#violence
#evil
10 reads
2 Comments
Ahrima
Published
Today 10:23pm
Today 10:23pm
....
Once their was a boy. A very unusual boy. He was running and running very fast. His breath was heavy and haunted he was. Haunted by what is unknown to many. He dashed past the billboard half torn and rusted. Something wonderfully terrible, worst than even a ghost, was chasing him. It said "To whom you think you are running from? To whom do you believe can help you? To part with me is unrealistic." He stopped dead in his tracks, he was tired of running. He was caught. The thing packed him with burden, not because it caught up, but because he stopped. The boy was done. He is no more but a...
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm #escape
#SelfHarm #escape
5 reads
0 Comments
highlyfunctional
Published
Today 10:08pm
Today 10:08pm
Functional Grief
I catch my left-side smile
in the mirror
as I’m compelled to sing along
announcing to all:
I bet your momma
was a tent show queen
just yesterday I squinted tears
and filled with rage because
I could not stop
to write about you
Something about
lighting a candle because
that is all that is offered
Something about
holding my palm over the flame
feeling nothing
Something about
the tears and light
creating prism kaleidoscopes
but that is what it means
to be...
in the mirror
as I’m compelled to sing along
announcing to all:
I bet your momma
was a tent show queen
just yesterday I squinted tears
and filled with rage because
I could not stop
to write about you
Something about
lighting a candle because
that is all that is offered
Something about
holding my palm over the flame
feeling nothing
Something about
the tears and light
creating prism kaleidoscopes
but that is what it means
to be...
#grief
31 reads
26 Comments
AverageJoe
Published
Today 9:58pm
Today 9:58pm
Meaninglessness
I miss you –
Almost as much as I miss me
***
It’s hard to use the washed out meaninglessness of words
To try to fill the vacuum of numb
They lay dull
Like old yellow paint
Without warmth and scarce able to fill their purpose
Faded
Everything seems lost in the fading
But not to gray
No
But rather to the invisibility of pointlessness
***
Take away the heart that beats and how does one continue to live and breath?
I’m Pavlov’s dog ...
Almost as much as I miss me
***
It’s hard to use the washed out meaninglessness of words
To try to fill the vacuum of numb
They lay dull
Like old yellow paint
Without warmth and scarce able to fill their purpose
Faded
Everything seems lost in the fading
But not to gray
No
But rather to the invisibility of pointlessness
***
Take away the heart that beats and how does one continue to live and breath?
I’m Pavlov’s dog ...
#love
#regret
#relationships #breakup
#relationships #breakup
11 reads
3 Comments
wallyroo92
Published
Today 9:47pm
Today 9:47pm
Unforgiven
#PopCulture
#redemption
#morality
7 reads
1 Comment
Joseph-Zenieh
Published
Today 8:49pm
Today 8:49pm
THE REAL JOY
THE REAL JOY
Let love dwell in your heart, you live great joy;
a tender touch springs up and starts to grow
to make you feel the world in which you live
is such a glorious place that helps to give.
You feed a hungry man and feel how great
the satisfaction that has filled your gut.
You place a deprived baby in your bed.
You know how sweet when mother lulls her kid.
You visit an old woman who has lost
her husband and lives lonely in her hut.
You feel how joyful for you to regain
that lovely smile you bring to her again. ...
Let love dwell in your heart, you live great joy;
a tender touch springs up and starts to grow
to make you feel the world in which you live
is such a glorious place that helps to give.
You feed a hungry man and feel how great
the satisfaction that has filled your gut.
You place a deprived baby in your bed.
You know how sweet when mother lulls her kid.
You visit an old woman who has lost
her husband and lives lonely in her hut.
You feel how joyful for you to regain
that lovely smile you bring to her again. ...
#happiness
3 reads
0 Comments
TylerZ
Published
Today 8:46pm
Today 8:46pm
The Burial
The Burial
I fought for so long who I am inside.
Fought against the constant urge to end it all and die.
Fought a long, bloody war against an invisible monster hell bend on destroying me.
It fractured my mind, wore out my body and drove me to the brink while smiling from the shadows in glee.
I forced a smile every day and acted like all was fine.
I spilled my blood out in my art in an attempt to define
just what exactly this creature was that had a firm grasp of my spine.
This is where I draw the line.
Say goodbye to the past,
and look...
I fought for so long who I am inside.
Fought against the constant urge to end it all and die.
Fought a long, bloody war against an invisible monster hell bend on destroying me.
It fractured my mind, wore out my body and drove me to the brink while smiling from the shadows in glee.
I forced a smile every day and acted like all was fine.
I spilled my blood out in my art in an attempt to define
just what exactly this creature was that had a firm grasp of my spine.
This is where I draw the line.
Say goodbye to the past,
and look...
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
5 reads
0 Comments
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