I write the words that swarm my head
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“Your ghost suffocates me
when any thought of you fills my head
because mazes of memories appear
like the overflowing bath water
of an electrocuted pessimist
that soaks and drips
into the poor dweller’s kitchen below.
It suffocates just as the steeped smell
of charred limbs and vivacity
clings to the corporeal world
of the next unfortunate tenant
who’s locked into a lifelong contract.”
-EL
What exactly made me this way? -6 word story
I am futilely pinpointing the cause.
Can’t we find each other again?
EL
“The bones under my skin
mock me as if to say
try again and again
and again
and again
and again
because I feel them as you
feel a lover’s body under yours.
But they’ve taken to hiding
like a scared child lying
under a bed in a home
they don't recognize.”
-EL
I’m a crushed soul that hides under the guise of a monster. Cold and unfeeling, unimpressed by the rest of humanity. Eventually the monster retreats and exposes the broken truth.
(I really like your work. Hope this isn’t too awful.)
I read poems on love and heartbreak, and all I can think of is you. You with your perfect smile, And your perfect white lies It really is a curse, you know Loving you and hating you, all at the same time. ~A.G. (ps, I have missed you! how are you?)
Aw.. I’ve been hanging in there. Glad to see you’re still around!
When are you gonna do more poems?
🤷🏻♀️
Maybe I've finally found my angel.
EL
“She lived off chocolate and cigarettes
to the point that every exhale
was a sugary cloud of death.
And it’s funny
because that’s what she was--
a gentle lover
doomed to kill.”
-EL
“I am so full of
used to’s that rivers of dust
spew from every pore.”
-EL
“be the driver and i’ll hold your hand
through lost towns and broken cities
while we chase sunsets.
let your eyes wander
as the open window breeze
blows through our thoughts.
i want to be
the human embodiment of our
sunset; fleeting under the horizon,
unsure of its return.”
-EL
“I tried making my house prettier
for when I sink again.
I tacked starry lights in the darkest
corners of my room because maybe
they could light up the black
edges of my mind.
I rearranged every bit and piece
of furniture hoping I could
regain control of my thoughts
if they were in different places.
I dusted each surface and underneath
each knick-knack, vacuumed each
square foot four times to make sure
I got it, figuring that the gestures
would exhume my happiness--
maybe my old self--
but my mind hasn’t changed
and even my room is a stranger now.”
-EL
Anytime I read your writings it makes me want to start writing again so I want to thank you for sparking my love for writing up again. You're amazing never forget that and never stop writing darling 💕
😭😭 thank you so much! I’m trying to get myself back into writing, but I’m so glad I helped someone else do that! Thank you, you’re amazing!
“I can taste the fear
on your lips,
but darling, you
have nothing
to worry your flower-
filled head over.”
-EL
is it important that an ask be an ask about the pyre, which burns us all, or cremate our physicality; this plane of existence is all, but a theory, a residue of experience, and thought waves a flag of unwanted insanity?
I have no clue, but this is so awesome!
“I grew up having the life
drained out of me from menial tasks,
day in and day out. Trying to survive
to the end of the week, every week.
I’ve wasted hundreds of hours lying
in bed, watching the fan, picking a blade,
and following it like the lost puppy I am.
It’s become routine to break down
on the side of the road and flip everyone off
as if it’s their fault. Going through life
with a burning cigarette in my free hand.”
-EL
I have been here three weeks, And the melancholy scares me. Sitting on a designated chair, With these four walls surrounding me, As if taunting, saying, "You can't ever get out, you know you can't" I try to look at the bright side, I try to make myself feel content, I try to pass the time But deep down I know, The melancholy will always scare me. ~A.G.
Yeah. And it will always be there..
Your words always elicit emotions from me and it's wonderful, thank you 💕
Awww, you're too sweet! Thank you so much, lovely!
Confession
Sometimes when I’m sad, I go through my blog and inbox and read all the nice asks lovely people have sent me.
So thank you for putting a smile on my face when my insides are pretty dismal.
“as dirty laundry stales
the air and paint melts down the walls
i sit.
as memories collect dust
and roam the halls with muddied boots
i sit.
as the bitter smell of burning
dinner suffocates the angry fire alarm
i sit.
as the dark form in the corner of my mind
begins to hauntingly wander and take over
i sit.
as my life comes and goes
and goes farther
i sit.”
-EL
So if you were to travel to a distant planet and it could be anything you wanted... Tell me about that! And which color should the planet be? How many moons? Do people live there? How do they look and how are they? 🌌🌐
Well I’m not super creative, so don’t judge. Haha I wanna say some pretty pink and purple ombré color, but I love black. Or anything with glitter. So many moons! I love the moon! So like 14 moons. Even though I’m an introvert, I think I’d be pretty lonely if people weren’t there. They’d be people that DO NOT annoy me because it’s my planet, so I’d kick them off. 😊 Also, concerts. ALL the time!
Like I said, not super creative, but thanks for the question!! I wish I had my own little planet now.
"I try to write the pain away, I try to feel something, anything, Other than this never ending sorrow, But how can I? When the thing that causes the pain Refuses to leave my side, Enveloping me, In a shadow of daekness" ~A.G.
Now it’s as if I can’t put words to thoughts and feelings.
(I’ve missed you! I’ve been wondering when you were going to drop by for weeks now!)