is this a submission or particular to my current situation because I can barely see my screen and I can’t think straight so if this is a secret I apologize just message me and tell me and then i’ll know but right now i can’t breathe in this skin
I’m not worth your love
I want to die
My anxiety is getting bad but my parents won’t let me take medication because they think I’d overdose on purpose. To be fair, I probably would.
thesoulpages // (c.n.p) (a poem I accidentally wrote)
I don’t want us to get back together as the same people as we are right now. I want us to be different people.
Thank you, Love. I’m going through secrets now so hopefully I’ll get to yours soon! Thanks for being so kind and patient because yeah I’m really NOT okay but whatever man that’s becoming a norm again which sucks but oh well can’t be happy anyway
‘I can’t do this’
and somehow your four words made my insides
disintegrate and I think it’s total
shit that you were the only person I wanted to talk
to but you were the one who broke me
He doesn’t want me but he can’t just leave me like this? He just broke me and left. And oh god how I need him to glue me back together.
thesoulpages // (c.n.p) (because of the text he sent me last night)
Thank you honeybunch. And you aren’t flinging them at me, I volunteered. I got myself into this. It just takes me a while to get to everyone :(
my life is kinda really painful right now so poetry isn’t exactly a top priority. But i do think about you guys all day long cuz i feel like im letting you down
Ha, thank you baby
I don’t know if that’s even possible anymore.
My boyfriend of a long time just broke up with me. He’s done it three times before but he’s always come back. This time he isn’t and I feel so broken and lost.
I’ve never read something that broke my heart the way that text just did. I shouldn’t feel this way.
I will never be okay.
And I can never tell you that,
no matter how many times I’ve fantasized about death
When I finally get to be alone, I am digging nails into my skin, hating myself. I can feel the darkness becoming a bigger part of me.
thesoulpages || (c.n.p)
I love you too, my dear.
Maybe we’ll always be scared. Maybe our fear will keep us human.
wow what nice compliments this is so kind
You are such a wonderful anon thank you.
Tbh I have like four poems written but I just haven’t had the time between band and visits with my mom and anxiety and therapy and my grandmother currently going blind and family flying into town (TO THE RUDE FUCKING ANONS I’VE BEEN GETTING YEAH THAT’S RIGHT MY 83 YEAR OLD GRANDMOTHER WITH A HEART CONDITION AND STROKE DISORDER IS NOW GOING BLIND SO FUCK OFF I’M TRYING TO SPEND TIME WITH MY FAMILY) to type them up and queue them.
I’ve said before, I take a lot of pride in the fact of how much you guys trust me with your deepest, darkest secrets and in turn, I trust you with mine. But just because something is beautiful or inspiring, doesn’t mean I can magically transform it in ten seconds. Poetry takes time. It takes dealing with emotions. And I’m not good at that.
This isn’t my job, it’s a hobby…And I’m not going to let mean anons turn my passion into work.
So again, oh so kind anon, thank you. You are exactly the kind of follower I love to have <3