Confessional Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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confessional published by members recently online poems.
Mirrored Psychosis (Collab with Crimsin)
Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
#confessional
#dark
#depression
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
113 reads
3 Comments
Mirrored Psychosis (Collab with Crimsin)
Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
#confessional
#dark
#depression
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
113 reads
3 Comments
Mirrored Psychosis (Collab with Crimsin)
Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
#confessional
#dark
#depression
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
113 reads
3 Comments
Mirrored Psychosis (Collab with Crimsin)
Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
The mirror can break,
appear as impassible spindles of web,
and sometimes it can shatter
my only doorway to my utopian psychosis.
The voice that emerged I didn't recognize
it was holding conversations outside of me
to a being, I didn't know.
I felt the pressure on my soul -
a weighty feeling causing me turmoil.
Fingerprints on the glass
tell of past attempts to cross.
Opaque with its tropical steam,
no, it’s my breath on the glass,
yearning to cross.
It seemed...
#confessional
#dark
#depression
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
113 reads
3 Comments
We Live
I Is Me simply isn't the band wagon type
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
#identity
#confessional
#philosophical
347 reads
6 Comments
We Live
I Is Me simply isn't the band wagon type
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
#identity
#confessional
#philosophical
347 reads
6 Comments
We Live
I Is Me simply isn't the band wagon type
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
We don't do shit simply because it's tradition or popular
When we breathe, we breathe because we have to
There isn't an attempt to synchonize and breathe as one
We live, so we breathe
We drink water and eat food
Not because everyone else is doing it
But these thing are necessary for us to live in this body
It demands nourishment, although we have a delicate palate
We live, so we eat
We hear because we have been blessed with hearing
We don't like what everyone is screaming at the top of...
#identity
#confessional
#philosophical
347 reads
6 Comments
(25) R.I.P. Shadow 12.16.23 @ 2:56pm
Part of me died on a Friday night.
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
#confessional
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Uruguay and I'm a Gwirl
I want you to love me, I want you to care.
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
#love
#death
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
124 reads
0 Comments
Uruguay and I'm a Gwirl
I want you to love me, I want you to care.
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
#love
#death
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
124 reads
0 Comments
Uruguay and I'm a Gwirl
I want you to love me, I want you to care.
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
#love
#death
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
124 reads
0 Comments
Uruguay and I'm a Gwirl
I want you to love me, I want you to care.
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
I want you to promise you’ll always be there.
I’m a man willing to fight for love.
Battlefield is strewn with former hugs.
I’m the one whose name is on all your puns.
Biggest joke in town for sure.
I’m the boy, the Peter Pan head on.
Never grew to like attempts at fun.
I’m the soul never united, moon and sun.
Feel myself coming undone.
I never claimed to be your saving grace.
I never claimed that I mattered.
I never said I’d put a smile on your face.
I’m merely...
#love
#death
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
124 reads
0 Comments
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