there’s a hole in the world, the birds now only sing when it’s cold and time has lost all meaning, slipping through our hands like water, the same fingers that trap the lightning from the sky and feel only the static when they touch yours.
guns & swords are not your weapons but words which you wield with such sorcery it goes beyond art or poetry. you were my leviathan and i the waves of your sea. you really did care for me once, and now i have my foot stuck in the wheel of fate, grinding my teeth subconsciously, thoughts of you wearing me down to the bone, where the very essence of alone sleeps sound, known that soon, the dream will be over.
@10 hours ago with 26 notes
#poetry #prose #twc #writing #spilled ink
@12 hours ago with 18 notes
#poetry #twc #spilled ink #words #creative writing
i want to walk the streets of suburban tokyo
hand-in-hand with you
a slight breeze rustling our shirts and hair
our footprints on the wet concrete
reminders that we once stood there
and the rain will have just stopped
and the light of the sun as it parts the clouds
will shine upon windowpanes
and metallic bike frames
propped against stone walls like props
and small birds will fly free
from the delicate sakura tree
but right now i cannot stop crying
and i don’t know what is wrong with me
mmmmmbop asked: hey honey, can you recommend any good tags to use when posting poetry to tumblr?
#poetry #spilledink #words #writing are my regulars.
or you can tag with it #twc (tumblr writing community) too and share it with the lovely guys & girls who also post their poetry on here! looking forward to seeing what you have to post love!
@13 hours ago with 5 notes
@14 hours ago with 12 notes
I hate thinking
about the time
that we spent
(The time that
else. And all
I did was
But it’s all
I can think
I live for you.