reecewritesx

xkatiexreadsx on Instagram for bookish content. Book recs / fairy Friday / surprise Saturday/ giveaways / reviews… the whole shebang

reecewritesx

How do you’ll feel about a cowboy romance series? Or sports romance series?
          
          I’m starting fresh, I deleted all the books i was working on because I either didn’t relate to them / didn’t relate to the characters, or simply just couldn’t finish it. 
          
          So, I’ve decided to write a whole new series. 
          
          Sports or Cowboy?

nicoblainestoes

i’d love both!! but i feel like a cowboy romance would be something super interesting, cause i don’t see much of it often. however; you can also do a mixture of both, which would be like so cool. best of luck! <3
• Reply

reecewritesx

For you, it was just a promise
          For me, it was more
          
          A mere utterance escaped your lips
          A sentence that whispered of vibrant life
          
          Uttered from your mouth, words took flight 
          Whispered secrets, thoughts intertwined
          
          You said it
          I believed it
          
          “I promise,” he blindly spoke
          “I promise,” she blindly believed.
          
          - reesewritesx

reecewritesx

In a world full of eyes that roam,
          I am prey to the male gaze.
          With every step I take,
          Their attention is ablaze.
          
          They see me not as a person,
          But as an object to be desired.
          A mere decoration,
          For their egos to be admired.
          
          My body is not my own,
          It belongs to society's whims.
          My worth is measured in curves,
          And how well I fit within their dreams.
          
          I see the hunger in their eyes,
          As they strip me of my clothes.
          I am nothing more than a conquest,
          A conquest they think they already own.
          
          I raise my voice in protest,
          But it falls on deaf ears.
          For in this sexist population,
          My words hold no value, my fears.
          
          I am a constant target,
          Of unwanted advances and leers.
          A woman in a man's world,
          Surrounded by patriarchal sneers.
          
          But I refuse to be silenced,
          I refuse to be tamed.
          For I am more than just an object,
          I am a voice that demands to be claimed.
          
          I will break free from this male gaze,
          And redefine what it means to be a woman.
          I will not let them define my worth,
          For I am more than just their mere possession.
          
          So let them stare with their hungry eyes,
          For I am not afraid anymore.
          I am a woman, strong and fierce,
          And my voice will echo forevermore.
          
          - Reesewritesx

reecewritesx

Do you recall our existence?
          With entwined hands, 
          beneath the lamppost's glow,
          We strolled together, 
          side by side, 
          in the night's flow.
          
          Now departed, 
          we've bid our final adieu,
          Our tale concluded, 
          our journey through.
          Once, I believed we could transcend the impossible,
          To be the pioneers of invincibility, unstoppable.
          
          Do you recall me, dear? 
          When my voice echoed and tears flowed near
          Seeking to unveil the tale's duality, 
          I gazed upon you, awaiting your reality. 
          
          But alas, your silence prevailed, 
          no glance to spare, 
          Leaving me in solitude, 
          drowning in despair.
          
          Vanished I am, lost in the mighty current's embrace, 
          Its strength, a mystery beyond comprehension's trace. 
          The waves, like ravenous beasts, consumed my being, 
          Leaving no remnants, no trace of what I was seeing. 
          My existence, a tale of neither despair nor delight, 
          A void within, an elusive missing piece, out of sight.
          
          Do you recall the echoes of your past? When love bloomed, 
          Both tender and vast, 
          In ways unfathomable, 
          Beyond my dreams, 
          With boundless passion, 
          Or so it seemed. 
          But now you've transformed, 
          A stranger in disguise, 
          And I sensed our love's demise, 
          Without goodbyes.
          
          In your absence, 
          I am left bereft, 
          Unable to halt your departure, 
          I wept. 
          This world, 
          Unjust and unyielding, 
          Forced you to leave, 
          Your fate sealing. 
          With no morrow to embrace, 
          You bid farewell, 
          Erasing our trace.
          
          Is this the moment where tears cascade?
          Is this the juncture where you mold me into a need?
          In the depths of your existence's shadowed trail,
          When your universe was veiled, devoid of avail,
          Did my name escape your lips, revealing my presence unveiled?
          
          I hope you did
          I hope you screamed my name,
          Because god, I screamed yours.
          
          -Reesewritesx

reecewritesx

I've heard that 
          Repeating a word 
          Endlessly Strips it of its essence 
          
          I've spent 
          Endless nights 
          Echoing your name 
          Wishing
          That you'll hold less weight 
          With every exhale
          
          But the truth is 
          Your name only grows heavier
          With each repetition 
          It becomes a burden 
          A weight I can't shake 
          No matter how hard I try 
          I'm trapped in this cycle 
          Of longing and regret 
          And no amount of repetition 
          Can change that.
          
          - Reesewritesx

Deep_Devoti0n

@reesewritesx This hits hard..
• Reply

nicoblainestoes

woahza baby
• Reply