@sereneseraph1nx
SECOND CHAPTER IS UPPP!!!
this is a big accomplishment for me because i’ve been having MAJOR writers block and its such a pain.
enjoy!!
https://www.wattpad.com/1553956761?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=sereneseraph1nx
i feel like a toddler learning to exist as i realize i do NOT have to follow the plot of twd storyline and i will NOT #freewill
just finished yellowjackets season 3
WHEN IS SEASON 4 BRO IN NEED IT!!
got a tattoo today on my finger and now it hurts to type, kill me.
@esoteriicprincess MARKER!!!! if you use marker or pen on the skin to trace out your design, as long as you clean the skin you’ll be able to have the marker or pen still there and it’ll act as a stencil!!!
Struggled so much to write this (I had 6 different versions written) but this one is unhinged and kinda terrible so YAY!
Enjoy!!!!
https://www.wattpad.com/1553711940?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_writer&wp_uname=sereneseraph1nx
LOVING yellowjackets atm (watching season 3 rn) anyways just came to say that i LOVE javi and hes an amazing character and SPOILERS!!!!!! he shouldve LIVED:(
@esoteriicprincess YES!!!! i want so badly for them to just realize that it really was THEM all along, especially now since they think its following them again. it would also be cool to see some REAL supernatural shit but i love the idea of it being them all along!!
ik i still have two books that i NEED to work on but how do we feel about a “the 100” fanfic?
poetry is in my lungs,
has been since i was young.
the air i breathe,
the feeling of despair,
carved into my ribs,
it’s everywhere.
poetry is the fuel inside me,
always wondering why i fear society.
because poetry is hard,
poetry is difficult,
poetry is a portrait of the never-ending guard i keep posted.
poetry is my skin, my bones, my soul.
poetry is the reason i stay, the reason i will grow old.
poetry is the only reason,
and as i write,
i hope someone will read this, somehow, someday, somewhere, and i hope they will finally be able to breathe a clean sort of air.
—SereneSeraph1nx
I hold my sorrows inside like the ticking time bomb I am.
I can barely pick up my phone to see the online world, let alone step outside and feel alive.
Feeling alive scares me, it scares me to know that I live as I am now, scared and hopeless, and I will die one day realizing all the things I never got to be.
Poetry does not come easy as of late, writing feels like a chore.
But when I write I belong, I find myself inside the prison and I break the bars.
Though, my arms have worn out, and the metal is too strong, I cannot break away, cannot escape, cannot belong.
I am a ticking time bomb trying to dismantle myself,
I think I am starting to realize that maybe I was never put together correctly,
Maybe I was always meant to be the thing I hate, the thing I cannot look at face to face.
Living is a chore, passion is a bore, though poetry is my core, I cannot take it anymore.
Blah, blah, blah.
—SereneSeraph1nx
@esoteriicprincess AHHH TYY!! i literally love it when people (especially you) notice the words in my poetry because everything there is intentional and has so much meaning!!
OMG THIS!! “writing feels like a chore” AND “living is a chore, passion is a bore, i cannot take it anymore” LITERALLY RESONATES WITH ME
ur poetry is so beautiful and it always seems to mirror my own thoughts and feelings, and i just HAVE to come here to quote the lines that sit with me
I am alone.
I preach my sorrows but you never hear my tone.
I cry, and beg, and trash, and scream,
Lord, God, Momma, whoever, hear my pleads.
They cannot bear to listen, only hearing what they choose,
I’m hurting tonight, tomorrow and right now,
my insides are turning to mush as they have no choice but to attack each other,
my head is pounding as I hear the drums.
The drums.
My heart, it beats with melancholy,
I am nothing but sadness and cold,
I am not loved,
I am not known,
I am nothing.
Nothing ever.
Nothing now, nothing then.
Nothing but alone.