Read if you want, I don't really care anymore...
On the Butterfly Effect.
Minute poem inspired by @mythicalrommie's prompt: "𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎."
first part of collab is open! write about the struggle of hard work in ONE stanza. deadline is January 17
I had to stop, knowing that I'm already lost.
What if we had it all?
Will you still call me "my all"?....I tried to write a poem! :)
inspired by and dedicated to @fireflylilli. thoughts with no capital letters — shower thoughts, night thoughts: blunt and bone deep.
if you liked this piece, give it a thumbs up and let me know your ...
I was no longer his, my thoughts owned me...
My mind was no longer mine.... I was a mere puppet of it...
idek if this makes any sense xD And it's pretty long lol
I used to doubt my will to live. I used to lock myself in the bathroom, staring at the blade.
Maybe if I would have just closed the gate behind me,
then I wouldn’t have let it in.
I made all these choices myself, but why I feel this anxious?
When your down there, it can feel like you need a thousand people to push you up.
On the Butterfly Effect.
Minute poem inspired by @mythicalrommie's prompt: "𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎."
first part of collab is open! write about the struggle of hard work in ONE stanza. deadline is January 17
I had to stop, knowing that I'm already lost.
What if we had it all?
Will you still call me "my all"?....I tried to write a poem! :)
inspired by and dedicated to @fireflylilli. thoughts with no capital letters — shower thoughts, night thoughts: blunt and bone deep.
if you liked this piece, give it a thumbs up and let me know your ...
I was no longer his, my thoughts owned me...
My mind was no longer mine.... I was a mere puppet of it...
idek if this makes any sense xD And it's pretty long lol
I used to doubt my will to live. I used to lock myself in the bathroom, staring at the blade.
Maybe if I would have just closed the gate behind me,
then I wouldn’t have let it in.
I made all these choices myself, but why I feel this anxious?
When your down there, it can feel like you need a thousand people to push you up.