voidsit

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Dark poems and writings that sit with grief, suicidality, and existential “what’s the point” questions. TRIGGER WARNING! Read with care; this is where we don’t look away from the void.

if i somehow find one day

If I somehow find one daythat my heart stopped and gave waythen would I feel free and flyor would I just vanish and die Would I ever feel anything againor would it all be erased in the end?Sometimes that feels feels better insidewhen nothing else seems to feel alive.

Where is the part where one breaks?

Where is the part where one breaksIt’s the part that makes you feelThat the fog has liftedAnd all that it revealsAnd what do you do when you arrive to the truth?Do you take it onAnd make it work in a way for you?Or do you fall and let go of all the threadsOr do you build cages all around you instead?

idk

i don’t know where i’ll beas i walk and crawl through the voidnobody ever held my handand loved me enough through the noise i don’t know where this all leadsbut all the other roads were gonethere was nothing left to graspunless i made one on my own

if i must

if i must walk aloneso that i may be freethat will be the price to payto survive to even breathe if i must suffer in silenceso that others can continue to flythen my love will be the painso others don’t even have to try

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surrounded by systems

THIS ISN’T OKAY AND I’M DONE PRETENDING THAT IT IS I’M SURROUNDED BY SYSTEMSTHAT ACT LIKE THEY’RE IN CHARGEBUT CAN’T EVEN FUNCTION it’s disgustingi am so over iti am so sick of it mindless incompetence is insanemindless ignorance is brutalmindless numbing rots it has no place in a world that evolves

how little

How little i matter in the grand scheme of thingsThere is nothing to want, there is nothing to needIf wishes mattered we would all be freeBut there are no supposed to be’sJust this is what is and will continue to beMaybe the caring will always come with painAs ancient as anything we have ever tried to nameAnd as we sit in the cold, vast dark once againWe remember all […]

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if dreams could

if dreams could spark a better worldthen why can’t we be freeto let ourselves imaginea time where we all could besurrounded by love and actual lifewhere love fulfills instead of hideswhere pain is felt when it should beand dreams bring us back to you and me

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fragments

would you even noticewhen I walk awayor see and understandall the things that frayed would you even knowwhat used to be alivethat staved off the painthat they all said to hide would you even seewhere the love really wasor will it be crystallizedin fragments of us

i speak

I speak and the words dissolve as the moment passesI care and the effect goes away as it gets overwrittenI love and the world takes what it wants to control the restI vanish and take nothing but everything that was less

nobody

Nobody ever showing upShutting down parts of selfBecause there was no oneTo go through the wildernessAnd all the dreams takeTheir last breathAs she disappeared

unaware

I reach for you like it used to beAnd what reaches back is not you and meAnd i cant tell if there’s anything thereOr has it been all unawareAnd we look over anything that ever wasBecause in that moment, the veil was lifted from over us

what is

What is worthWhen it all falls apartAnd nothing staysAnd words feel emptyAnd moments feel fake What is realityWhen nothing makes senseWhen everything echoes into silenceAnd loops back into the beginningLike you never moved at all What is hopeWhen it’s based on false assumptionsAnd only lives to oppose anxietyTo keep us moving forwardAnd latch on to nothing What is lifeWhen all of it is goneAnd all of it is hollowAnd […]

once

All my dreams fly awaywith the same winds that brought you hereThey follow you into the cold and darkwhere you once sat nearI find myself in nothingnesswith no warmth or care in sightAnd deep in my core lives the grieffrom a love that once burned bright

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traverse

we hold on to what could have been because we saw what could bewe remember the moments that lived in our hearts where we could just be freewe hold on to the dream and the love that we know could endurethe pains and losses and the aches that somehow felt had no curewe traverse space and time not knowing anything morethan clinging on to hope that things will somehow […]