Pulchra-potens - Demum

"poeticide".

the agony of being a poet

is not actually found

in being unable to write;

it's worse. my downfall is choosing to relive the pain

with every word, emotions inexpressible;

i try to exclaim: desperately

crying for help, in verse,

doomed to repeat

the cycle

until nobody is left

to witness me.

"poeticide."

d.b.a

note: i have no foolish intentions and cherish life, as well as my place within it. the emotions i feel and express are very real, but be at ease - everything will be okay, for myself and you, the reader.

it's so hard

and easy at the same time

to give up.

Margaret Atwood, from Paper Boat: Selected Poems; "He Shifts from East to West,"

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Happy New Year world!!!!

Cheers to a new year filled with love, passion and creativity.

Cheers to making friends and striving forward till the end of the world.

Cheers to working out and writing more.

Cheers to loving and helping all kinds.

Cheers to saving one more life by any means.

Cheers to mistakes that are gonna shape us.

Cheers to adulthood and challenges.

Cheers to everything.

Cheers to 2025 !

It's unfair that she is suffering

and i am taken care of.

Love Between Lines

-

Growing up,

I found getting lost in books

Was the best way to survive.

All sorts of stories,

Where someone is saved,

And happily ever after is never explained.

Paper cuts and the smell of cigarettes,

Separating fact from fiction.

I think now on how you grew up,

Parallel alongside me.

How I'd come to accept that while books

Imitated life,

There would be no savior,

No happily ever after for someone

Like me.

You existed outside of my realm of knowledge,

A lightning strike for a smile

And beautiful-

Like the heroes from the storybooks.

Do you like mint with chocolate?

I had asked,

And you hesitated with lightning.

Honesty, honesty, honesty.

Such simple questions to unravel my worldview,

To find there was a story being written about me all along-

Just within you.

Depends on the context,

You laughed.

But yes, I do.

I do too.

I do too.

x

i wanna answer your ask but idk your online name 😭

is it demum?

I am not sure but you can call me "K" though!thanks for answering!

:)

How can I survive ?

She shot me to death.

She.did.it.

I don't know .i swear i don't.

— Virginia Woolf