Lost a close friend of mine a few days ago, it hurt a lot but it inspired this.
I have always been like the moon
With its many faces
That forever depends on the sun;
Full
Half
A quarter
Or half of that,
Just like my mood
On people.
I wish I was more like the clouds
And not the moon anymore.
Wisping away, giving no fucks.
They can be
White
Grey
Dark
Yet they still do whatever.
They can attach themselves
To other clouds
That can detach themselves
From them
Like a friend
But still, give no fucks
They never stop moving.
Instead, I have to hide my dark parts
Just like the moon.
Blow out the forest fires
I am envisioning
In my head.
No matter what
I cannot react
Or speak my mind
I'll be blamed
So therefore I write
For I have died many times,
Bled myself dry
On paper
And lived again.
Losing a person,
However platonic,
Hurts and sucks.
Heartbreak is heartbreak
Even if you are not
Who I thought you were.
The poison
Doesn't always hit you
Like a gunshot.
Sometimes,
You don't even know
It was never there
Until months later.
But I forgive you
For your toxicity.
Snakes only spit
Venom to survive
And you were just
Trying to keep
Yourself alive.
Everything needs a
Proper ending,
Even a bad one
Is better than none.
Maybe it's just
Within my nature
To never truly
Be satisfied
With an end-game
That wasn't how
I believed would turn out.
However,
One of these days
I'll be nothing
But a stranger
To carry the face
Of your once
Good friend.
Unrecognized in
The streets of whenever...Hope you liked it.
It's the second week of uni and I have the first test tomorrow, would appreciate some good luck XDAs always, thank you for reading this
Xoxo
Amalia
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Midnight Thoughts (Poetry)
Poetry" Poetry doesn't have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn't " Poems reflect our souls & personally I find that terrifyingly incredible. #34 in poem 30.05.2018 #123 in poetry 04.06.2018 #40 in thoughts 29.05.2018