I Gasp.

fuck it. be creative even if you never really *make* anything. write out plot synopses of stories and then move on. design OCs you'll never use. make mood boards and concept art and don't do anything with them. life's too short to forget everything that inspired you and creation doesn't have to be "complete" to be worth the time you put into it.

"poeticide".

the agony of being a poet

is not actually found

in being unable to write;

it's worse. my downfall is choosing to relive the pain

with every word, emotions inexpressible;

i try to exclaim: desperately

crying for help, in verse,

doomed to repeat

the cycle

until nobody is left

to witness me.

"poeticide."

d.b.a

note: i have no foolish intentions and cherish life, as well as my place within it. the emotions i feel and express are very real, but be at ease - everything will be okay, for myself and you, the reader.

tired.as fuck.

The Sun & the Moon

By: Bazeleyez

23/06/2024

You rise with the sun

Shimmering brightly for all to see

No one can escape your glimmering rays of light

Illuminating the skies with warmth

I rise with the moon

I glow quietly in the dark

Waiting patiently in the wings of the night

Standing by casting nothing but a shadow

And next to me you became an eclipsed sun

The darkness that cloaks my night was unknown by you

You who has only ever known the light

And because you are perfectly complete

You had everything to lose

Even so, I am battered, broken, and bruised

I had nothing left to lose, but you

Because I cannot shine without my muse

And you won't know how to carry on

When the light fades away and the clouds roll in

You'll cower away in the inky black sky

As the truths you evaded stare back at you

But for me this darkness is all I've ever known

I never had the pleasure of running from my unrest

There is no one who will hold me in their arms

All that surrounds me is a blanket filled with distant stars

All I ever wanted was you

But you who used to gleam so bright

Left me to hang in the night sky

And I no longer want to be casting shadows

From the sunlight you emit

So I will cross the line, I will defy gravity

I will search all of heaven and Earth

In hopes to find the solace I could not find in you

My soul is aching,

begging to be shattered by you,

as if breaking is the only way

to feel whole again....

I can kill the desire, but I can’t kill the tenderness, the need to touch you when your eyes are dark, when you are pale.

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947

you're not

alone.

i too,

stay up at night,

wondering -

that brief

moment

of isolation

helps you

find your peace.

"the darkest nights."

d.b.a

for a.

hope. Hope is the most agonizing feeling i've ever felt.

My life is way better after knowing about you guys.

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How can i deny!