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Posted

okay i’ve been debating doing this for a while. so these are just some writingy stuffs that i made over the past month or so when i was in a funky headspace. i don’t know if they’re good or not, i just kind of wrote them, because writing can be such an amazing cathartic form of self-expression and i love it.

oh also i should probably mention that the first one contains implicit references to suicide and they all reference general mental health struggles, so keep that in mind, i don’t want to trigger anyone by accident.

um, enjoy i guess?

If I Left

Spoiler

If I left

Would you notice?

If I vanished

Would you care?

If you never saw me again

Would it affect you?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then forget about me?

 

Would you remember me, three months from now?

Would you do the things we used to do?

Would you go the places we used to go?

Would you see my face, hear my voice, everywhere you looked?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then 

forget 

about 

me?

Silent

Spoiler

Silence

Why is everyone silent?

Why is everything silent?

 

All the sounds I used to hear,

Gone

Replaced

by Silence

 

Silence

Not silent like a library, calm and still

Silent like a summer’s day turned stormy

Heavy clouds settling over the horizon

Weighing you 

Down

Down

Down

 

Until I want to

Scream.

 

Silent 

Like a roaring in your ears

Building to a crescendo

A chaotic cacophony of terror and anguish

Of horror, and pain, and hatred

 

And yet

Everything is

Silent

 

So I stay

Silent.

Snap

Spoiler

Snap

 

When something inside of you 

Breaks 

Irrevocably

Forever

 

Snap

 

The sound of an elastic band

Stretched to breaking point

Until it finally

Gives in.

 

Snap

 

A matching pair

When two things fit together perfectly

But you can’t share the pain

In case you ruin everything.

 

Snap

 

A camera shutter, a flash

A photo on the internet

That can never be taken back

And that causes more harm

Than they ever intended.

 

Snap

Out of it

 

Snap

Back into the real world

 

Snap

Yourself in the process

 

Snap

Snap

Snap

Lost, Alone, Cold, Empty, Scared

Spoiler

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

Lost

Wandering an unknown path

That could lead 

Anywhere

 

Alone

No one is there to catch you

When you inevitably 

Fall

 

Cold

Trapped in the frigid confines

Of my own

Mind

 

Empty

Devoid of emotion

Of feeling

Anything

 

Scared

Don’t know how to go on

But you can’t 

Turn back

 

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

They said

You’d be

 

Found

Together

Warm

Full

Calm

 

They said

A lot of things

 

They lied.

 

Posted
2 hours ago, Shadowed said:

okay i’ve been debating doing this for a while. so these are just some writingy stuffs that i made over the past month or so when i was in a funky headspace. i don’t know if they’re good or not, i just kind of wrote them, because writing can be such an amazing cathartic form of self-expression and i love it.

oh also i should probably mention that the first one contains implicit references to suicide and they all reference general mental health struggles, so keep that in mind, i don’t want to trigger anyone by accident.

um, enjoy i guess?

If I Left

  Reveal hidden contents

If I left

Would you notice?

If I vanished

Would you care?

If you never saw me again

Would it affect you?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then forget about me?

 

Would you remember me, three months from now?

Would you do the things we used to do?

Would you go the places we used to go?

Would you see my face, hear my voice, everywhere you looked?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then 

forget 

about 

me?

Silent

  Reveal hidden contents

Silence

Why is everyone silent?

Why is everything silent?

 

All the sounds I used to hear,

Gone

Replaced

by Silence

 

Silence

Not silent like a library, calm and still

Silent like a summer’s day turned stormy

Heavy clouds settling over the horizon

Weighing you 

Down

Down

Down

 

Until I want to

Scream.

 

Silent 

Like a roaring in your ears

Building to a crescendo

A chaotic cacophony of terror and anguish

Of horror, and pain, and hatred

 

And yet

Everything is

Silent

 

So I stay

Silent.

Snap

  Reveal hidden contents

Snap

 

When something inside of you 

Breaks 

Irrevocably

Forever

 

Snap

 

The sound of an elastic band

Stretched to breaking point

Until it finally

Gives in.

 

Snap

 

A matching pair

When two things fit together perfectly

But you can’t share the pain

In case you ruin everything.

 

Snap

 

A camera shutter, a flash

A photo on the internet

That can never be taken back

And that causes more harm

Than they ever intended.

 

Snap

Out of it

 

Snap

Back into the real world

 

Snap

Yourself in the process

 

Snap

Snap

Snap

Lost, Alone, Cold, Empty, Scared

  Reveal hidden contents

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

Lost

Wandering an unknown path

That could lead 

Anywhere

 

Alone

No one is there to catch you

When you inevitably 

Fall

 

Cold

Trapped in the frigid confines

Of my own

Mind

 

Empty

Devoid of emotion

Of feeling

Anything

 

Scared

Don’t know how to go on

But you can’t 

Turn back

 

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

They said

You’d be

 

Found

Together

Warm

Full

Calm

 

They said

A lot of things

 

They lied.

 

These are beautiful. 

I can't remember where you live but do you do slam poetry things there?

Posted

Those are beautiful, and accurate. Do you need to talk about anything? My PM's are always open. 

Posted
10 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said:

These are beautiful. 

I can't remember where you live but do you do slam poetry things there?

thank you!

i live in england, sometimes there are poetry events but they’re not specifically slam poetry. (i had to google what that meant lol)

10 hours ago, Edema Ruh said:

Those are beautiful, and accurate. Do you need to talk about anything? My PM's are always open. 

thank you for the offer <3 

Posted

Those are so beautiful and very, well, poetic. It feels nice to know that I'm not the only one with those kinds of thoughts even though they're not good thoughts.  

Posted
On 5/4/2023 at 0:29 PM, Shadowed said:

okay i’ve been debating doing this for a while. so these are just some writingy stuffs that i made over the past month or so when i was in a funky headspace. i don’t know if they’re good or not, i just kind of wrote them, because writing can be such an amazing cathartic form of self-expression and i love it.

oh also i should probably mention that the first one contains implicit references to suicide and they all reference general mental health struggles, so keep that in mind, i don’t want to trigger anyone by accident.

um, enjoy i guess?

If I Left

  Reveal hidden contents

If I left

Would you notice?

If I vanished

Would you care?

If you never saw me again

Would it affect you?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then forget about me?

 

Would you remember me, three months from now?

Would you do the things we used to do?

Would you go the places we used to go?

Would you see my face, hear my voice, everywhere you looked?

 

Or would you move on?

Would you be okay?

Would you shed a few tears, grieve for a day,

 

then 

forget 

about 

me?

Silent

  Reveal hidden contents

Silence

Why is everyone silent?

Why is everything silent?

 

All the sounds I used to hear,

Gone

Replaced

by Silence

 

Silence

Not silent like a library, calm and still

Silent like a summer’s day turned stormy

Heavy clouds settling over the horizon

Weighing you 

Down

Down

Down

 

Until I want to

Scream.

 

Silent 

Like a roaring in your ears

Building to a crescendo

A chaotic cacophony of terror and anguish

Of horror, and pain, and hatred

 

And yet

Everything is

Silent

 

So I stay

Silent.

Snap

  Reveal hidden contents

Snap

 

When something inside of you 

Breaks 

Irrevocably

Forever

 

Snap

 

The sound of an elastic band

Stretched to breaking point

Until it finally

Gives in.

 

Snap

 

A matching pair

When two things fit together perfectly

But you can’t share the pain

In case you ruin everything.

 

Snap

 

A camera shutter, a flash

A photo on the internet

That can never be taken back

And that causes more harm

Than they ever intended.

 

Snap

Out of it

 

Snap

Back into the real world

 

Snap

Yourself in the process

 

Snap

Snap

Snap

Lost, Alone, Cold, Empty, Scared

  Reveal hidden contents

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

Lost

Wandering an unknown path

That could lead 

Anywhere

 

Alone

No one is there to catch you

When you inevitably 

Fall

 

Cold

Trapped in the frigid confines

Of my own

Mind

 

Empty

Devoid of emotion

Of feeling

Anything

 

Scared

Don’t know how to go on

But you can’t 

Turn back

 

Lost

Alone

Cold

Empty

Scared

 

They said

You’d be

 

Found

Together

Warm

Full

Calm

 

They said

A lot of things

 

They lied.

 

They are indeed very good. And writing is a very good medium for getting out and expressing thoughts I think. They remind me of similar thoughts I have had at times. We're here for you if you ever need it <3

  • 1 month later...
Posted (edited)

ok, this is very unedited so bear with, but have a prologue to something I might carry on with: (it’s the same thing as the most recent drawing in my art thread)

Spoiler

Power is a double-edged sword.

Those who wield it are blessed with a Privilege and a Duty. 

Those who disrespect this disrespect the Messenger, and in doing so, disrespect the Deity.

Those who respect this shall prosper.

Whether they light or dark, Blaze or Shadow, rich or poor, old or young.

All have a Duty to mirror their Privilege.

Never forget this.

 

The Messenger set down her quill with reverence. She had no memory of writing on the scroll before her, yet it was overflowing with messages from the good Deity within. Her visions were becoming more and more frequent lately, to the point that her shelves were filled with scrolls like the one on her desk, all bearing vital instruction from the Holy One. Perhaps one day she would collate them into a single volume, so that the whole world might read them and benefit from the holy words.

But not today. It was getting dark outside, so the Messenger reached for a lamp before remembering her newfound abilities, granted by the gracious Deity just decades before.  She replaced the lamp, instead summoning a small ball of glowing orange flame to dance on her fingertips. Taking the flame with her, she carefully filed the new scroll, locked the door to her Message Room behind her and made her way to her bedroom.

A book was sitting on her bed.

She had never seen it before in her life. It was a beautiful volume, just like the Messenger - and now she looked more closely, it had obviously been made to resemble her. The spine was edged with the same luscious golden as her hair, flecked with bronze for her eyes, and bound in the most elegant red leather that matched perfectly her favourite dress. In spiralling, curving letters, the cover bore the words “Shadows Ablaze.” The inside was completely blank, save for her name. Her real name, which she hadn’t used in centuries.

Tiada Starflame.

Spoiler

You’ll see why the name is important in the rest of it

 

edit: storms, i just read it back. when i said unedited, i meant it lol.

Edited by Shadowed
  • 2 months later...
Posted

I wrote some more things! idk if they’re good but enjoy ig?

The Mask

Spoiler

The mask follows me everywhere.

I don’t control it,

It controls me.

I can’t find a way to take it off

So it stays on.

No one knows what’s under the mask,

Not even me,

Because no one taught me how to find out.

 

But maybe,

With you,

I can learn.

Maybe,

With you,

I can teach myself

Discover myself

Find myself

So that I can

Be myself.

Today, the mask followed me everywhere

Except

When I was with you.

Only then

Only when it was just us, alone

Only then did it leave me

At last.

A weight, lifted

A burden, lessened

A cloak, discarded

Even if it is only temporary

With you

I set down a load I didn’t know I was hauling, 

Everywhere I went.

So for that,

I thank you.

Running

Spoiler

I don’t think. I just run.

I don’t know what I’m doing, or where I’m going, or what I’m going to do when I get there. All I know is that I need to get away, away from the bad, bad place.

I know he is following me. I can hear his steel-toed boots slapping on the rain-soaked cobblestones, far louder than my bare feet. I would know the sounds of those boots anywhere - they visit me in my dreams every night.

“Come here, Anna darling. Daddy’s got new shoes!”

I didn’t know, then, that those shoes would give me the great ugly scar covering almost all of my back, or that they would cause more emotional scarring than anyone would ever find out.

My breathing is starting to get shallower, coming in ragged gasps. I haven’t kept in shape, these past months - although anyone would be out of breath at the speed I am barely maintaining. I haven’t even eaten today, despite the sun beginning to set on the horizon, so I don’t know how I’m keeping the pace up. I must be running on adrenaline and pure terror, the terror of being taken back to the bad, bad place.

My hands are wet. Blood? Callum’s blood. Blood I spilled. Blood my father spilled.

It’s water. It’s only water. 

When did it start raining?

My thoughts are circling, becoming more and more erratic. I know I’m spiralling, and I know I can’t keep running for much longer before I’m forced to stop and catch my breath. But stopping means facing the boots, and the monster of a man attached to them. And I can’t. I can’t do that.

The streets are slick with blood - water, it’s only rainwater - and I can’t see through the bright car headlights, blinding as the fluorescent lamps Callum’s hospital room. I’m not even sure where I am anymore; I’ve run so far that everywhere I turn I’m faced with unfamiliar buildings leering down at me from all sides. I can almost taste the hostility, thick at the back of my throat, threatening to choke me.

Suddenly, there is no road in front of me, and I find myself staring at a brick wall. A dead end. I almost scream in frustration. There is nowhere to go from here. I’ve come to the end of my path. And I’m just so, so tired. 

There are black dots dancing at the edge of my vision and I know I’m close to exhaustion. I can’t hold on much longer. There’s no point trying.

He won.

I don’t think. I just let myself be consumed by the blackness.

 

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