tiredandlonelymuse:

I wish that I was better, for the kids who emulate.

but they should really all know better,

than to take the fucking bait

that I’ve been dangling from this building

with my goosebumps in the cold.

I am nothing but a story for a man until I’m sold.

and he can tell it in the lobby, to the old men at the bar

they’ll all clink his cup

and make shit up.

to take it all too far,

they’ll tell a lie about the summer

where they “once had me alone”

and I’ll reside inside a sonnet.

I’m a picture in a phone.

I’ve aged beyond the angel they all saw inside me then.

a grotesque and fading memory

trapped underneath a pen.

“MPDG” 2023

matialonsorphoto:

a few minutes ago

olearypoetry:

“It’s as if you were taught promises are meant to be broken.”

— O. Leary

wirginia-voolf:

Czeslaw Milosz, Notes.

poeticallyemm:

isaacwrites:

Despair is nothing more than dry land drowning.

When your lungs get heavy,

the heart can’t handle the pressure,

and your body continues it’s fight to live, the struggle to survive.

All it accomplishes is pushing you farther into death than you already are.

Every last word, every shout, just a waste of air and a mouthful of water.

anna-learns-to-love-herself:

It consumed so much of my joy and energy to figure out how I can fix myself and the world. It took me what felt like forever to realize that I can‘t fix those two. The reason is simple: neither the world nor I need fixing. My life doesn‘t need to be fixed, it just needs to be lived. My search for ways of repairing myself wasn’t successful because I am not broken. I don’t need to be fixed, just loved. 

anna-learns-to-love-herself:

You, my dear fellow human being, matter. You matter. Your feelings matter. Your dreams matter. Your needs matter. Stop treating yourself like this isn’t true.

Instead, learn to nourish your brain and body like you understood this. Learn to move like you understood this. Embrace yourself like you understood this. Allow connections into your life that make you feel like you matter. Pick up hobbies that make you feel like you matter. Don’t wait for the outside world to make this happen. Claim your space in this world. Allow yourself to heal from deep within by truly living your life like you matter. Because you do.

mickmercury:

mickmercury:

when the times get rough and I lose sight of the goal i just. reread “the orange” by wendy cope again & remember. that’s where I’m going folks. sooner or later, whatever it takes.

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.

– “The Orange,” Wendy Cope