The Hardest Thing Is Feeling You Everywhere.

The hardest thing is feeling you everywhere.

I see your reflection in my morning coffee,

I feel your warmth in the summer breeze,

I hear your whispers in my favourite songs,

But I still can’t find you.

VOTE FOR BEST BLOG OF 2017!

As I said before, I made a new poll and it should only allow one vote per person since it tracks your IP address, so there shouldn’t be any problem! Let me know if there are! The voting will be closed at 9.00 pm (CET time) on November 14. Follow THIS LINK to vote for your favorite blog and best of luck to everyone!

Giuls

Persephone

Don’t look for me.

For I am buried under the sand that you deposited in the bottomless sea,

I suffocate everyday but I can’t scream whilst you’re not listening,

I’m trapped in the time that you created and when I think I can breathe, the air is forced out of me.

I could reach out my withering hand and have you pull me from the dark,

But I’d rather claw my way through the hot pit to which I have been cursed,

I’ll choke, blinded as I fight my way upward, forcing your prison away,

Instead of accepting your hand, as you planned me to do, tying me to your eternal winter,

When I could be greeted by Spring if I only rely on me.

So, don’t look for me.

For I’ll be gone by the time your boredom forces you to wonder,

All that will be left is a whisper by the shore,

But when you realise the mistakes you made, saturated with your unquenchable hate

I’ll be floating with the clouds on the warm Spring air,

And I’ll be so big and so far away that I’m untouchable,

And when you look at me from the sand below, all you might receive from me is a brief hello.

So please, don’t look for me.

I’ll make it on my own.

My Ship pt 3

So when I was forced to flee,

To escape your toxic clutches,

I left half of what I was,

With my ship destroyed and rusted.

A cautionary tale for young travellers at sea,

Do not stop at any nearby beach,

Your trust will be exploited and your kindness betrayed,

Remain free on the sea for all your days.

Hanahaki disease

Heaving, The flutter in my lungs grows each time I inhale. Choking, It’s enamouring flocculence rises up my throat as my face turns pale. Coughing, Its softness caresses the inside of my mouth as its scent infatuates my senses. Spluttering, It reveals its scarlet shade from the corner of my lips, prohibiting denial-filled sentences. Gagging, The clusters of sweetness drift forward, spilling themselves onto floor. Crying, The petals have made me breathless once more. Weeping, They could make the prettiest rose ever cited. Sobbing, But they’ll never flow together, because this is Unrequited.

GIULS’ BLOG AWARDS!

Hey y’all! A little while ago @sarahmariepardy came up with the brilliant idea of hosting blog awards, so I decided to borrow her idea and hosting our own awards! There will be only one category: Blog of 2017 because i’m a lazy fuck but everyone can participate! There will be two rounds: the first one where everyone can apply and they will get a number. Once I have all the nominees, I will select 20 random numbers and the winner blogs will have access to the second round, which is the one where people can vote for you! The rules are simple:

Follow me

Reblog this post, so I know you want to participate and you will get a number (likes count as bookmark)

Writing blogs are preferred but I won’t say no if you have a different type of blog! What are you going to win? Well….. eternal glory? An accomplishment you can brag about with your friends? You can ask me if you have a particular request and I’ll see what I can do about it!

So, I hope that you dig the ideas and that many of you will participate. Remember it’s just a game, so don’t take it too hard if you don’t win. You have till November 6 to reblog & apply. After that date, I will pick 20 random numbers and announce the blogs that winned the first round. I will use a random number generator, so the first round is just pure luck!

Love, Giuls