Confess

2021-02-04 01:16:11 What would you do, if you find yourself standing on a 100 ft high tall cliff, with the wind blowing hard, pushing you to that sheer scary drop? And If your clumsy legs were to slip over the tricky ground, and all you can do is hold on by your fingertips,

What would you do when your
fingers get numb from the cold and the pressure of holding you up?

When your finger tips finally fail you and lead you to your inevitable fall, would you be so satisfied with the life you lived as to enjoy those last seconds of silence? Or would your head be filled with the "if's" and "why's" you could never answer.

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2020-12-21 20:27:21 We are like two uneven pieces of different glasses
Desperately hoping to meld our jagged edges together
Thinking they will become hale and whole once again
Refusing to accept that all of our effort might be in vain

We were broken at different times, in different ways, for different reasons
But that shouldn't stop us from blunting the edges, and filling the cracks
As if your pain can soothe mine, as if your scars can silence my cries
As if we didn't know, we were comforting ourselves with lies

We thought that just because we were both hopeless souls
We belonged together, even though we lived in different worlds
Our misery might have seemed the same to one looking from the outside
But none of us understand what nightmares we face or the demons we hide

Hope is a tricky thing, and we fell right into her trap
We, in our naivity thought we had a chance at love
We expected that, just because we had two broken souls
We could take each other's remaining pieces and fill the holes

@preenzordeal Open / Comment

2020-11-04 19:57:02 THINGS MY GRANDMA SAYS

*when it rains, it pours*

One day the clouds turned the slightest shade of grey and suddenly the flood was upto my ankle
This is how I learned to pack a raincoat at the slightest chance of a drizzle

*bad news comes in threes*

My tears had blurred my vision and I couldn't see three feet ahead of me
Must be why I missed the other two bearers with my second and third doses of tragedy

*trouble comes on horseback and leaves on foot*

My woe is a guest taking residence on my couch without a sense of decorum
A distant relative too obtuse to know he's overstaying his welcome

and my absolute favorite:
*shit comes in piles*

Of course my hurricane comes on the neck of a tornado because one trouble treads upon another's heel
One (for lack of a better word) shitshow after another with every layer of the onion you peel
@confess_it Open / Comment

2020-09-26 20:03:24 Some days
I just want
To cuddle
With you
And even though
I don't know
Who you are yet
I know that
Your front
Will feel good
To my back
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2020-09-08 21:07:42 Her trash can is filled with paper balls
She tried to write a poem,you see
She wrote something then another
But she always stops at line three

She doodles until the letters turn into ants that crawl all over the page
They become jigsaw pieces
That just don't fit and she stomps on them in rage

She used to count on her words when the numbers failed her
So how is it that it's just a single thread of a rhyme that hold her stanzas together?

Push came to shove one day , and she threw her pen into the bin along with the paper she crumpled
She mourned the death of her words
and wept the tears she'd kept bottled
#to_be_edited Open / Comment

2020-09-08 21:05:58 They said an angel died last night and that her wings were bent and bloody
I went to see for myself , naturally

It was horrid they'd said,I found that to be a lie
Did they say she was dead?
she looks more alive than I
And it is not an ugly red that gushes from her torn skin
It is vibrant and harmonious
unlike any color I've ever seen

I looked at her wings they said were broken and mangled
But all I saw was delicacy
and art in the way the feathers were entangled

I saw daisies shed their petals to make a halo around her head
I saw tulips grow out of concrete ; life emerging from something dead

My eyes have seen the worst of humanity
The bad the ugly and our conceits and vanity
And I don't even know what it must feel like to live pure
To learn to ignore this wretched world's allure

So what I am saying is, she managed to die pure and in beauty
While I wasted away and lived under a cloud of blasphemy Open / Comment

2020-08-03 16:54:36 "What's it like to be in love?"

It's the posture and the back's arch
It is the long battle march
It's the way you carry your feet, it's a form
It the blindfold and the blade you tiptoe on
It's a tumble with life and the twirl with death
It is the mirror movement of autumn's breath
It is the golden leaves
And the cold soft breeze
It is a fall
And also a stall
The pause a second too long
It is a duel
It's the killing stance
It is a dally
It's the ballet dance

By:Anim
#MidnightThoughts Open / Comment

2020-07-28 07:49:09 Last night
You whispered
After my eyes drifted to sleep
"I love you"
You uttered

Last night
I smiled
Before dreams took me away
"Me too"
I lied

Last night
We sung
A duet
We danced
A duel
My lie
Matched
Your fear
Your words
Caught
My tear

Last night
Under the stars and the absent moon
For once, we were both nude
@confess_it Open / Comment

2020-07-28 00:19:41 We're doing the dance
the dance we can do with a blindfold to our eyes
quick
swift
and spry
one two - step
three four - jump

we're doing the dance
the dance we do to avoid conversing
slow
sulky
and lazy
one two - glide
three four - slide

oh ,we're doing the dance
the dance we do at each other not with
remote
distant
and removed
one two - hide
three four - divide

dearest, we're doing the dance
with no tune
no melody
we're doing the dance
we've killed our romance
oh God,the tragedy
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2020-07-25 23:35:49 https://t.me/joinchat/AAAAAEiBQvYcjbCjlllzxQ Open / Comment