MockingMoniker

#WC139 has inspired me to challenge mself and for once I'm actualy going to post the result. This is my best and most meaningful attempt at a Cinquain. The life A  waste of time For the joyless puppett So much more for who I am now My life The "life" text image is from Pixelscrapper...

An Acrostic poem for the #AdventMonth24, but over everything, for my friends. .o. Atricity is what you mean to me Gospels of happyiness you bring Oscillating between joy and peace Singing coulors, you put me at ease Jingling laughter I can hear Untying knotts, problems dissapear Young yet...

I am crazy a basket case what will you do? I'm not ok I am destined to a half life always struggling to deal with my mind there is no hope to be found prescription pills are the way forward complete hapiness I'll never find only the kind that's mani...

I can't my nightmares That wich haunts my dreams seems so far away yet drowns me anyway I'm scared of falling asleep I know my rest won't be nice I wake up sweaty and wanting nothing more than to throw up my insides I feel dirty, and used what's worse I feel ...

Tears of ink fall from my hands drip-dripping from my skin into papery sands becoming one with who I am but also with the world at large 

I love myself and I am loved but I don't care about that right now I want to share something with y'all All love is bittersweet No one is perfect Neither you nor them Neither those who are closest nor those who are the farthest away So the harder you love ...

I'd like to take my brush and dip it in red and in your face paint a smile that shines away into the night that seems to have taken over, decresing the light which over our feauters shine I have a confession to make smiling seems harder everyday I thought I had the tr...

 how to describe this feeling of unesease that llingers inside? it's lodged around my chest and doesn't want to get out it pushes and pulls it never stays down it fights like a bull to slowly take me apart it's taken residence inside my lungs taking more space a...

birds singing the way some words linger touching soft stuff with my fingers people mingling and doing ok doing whatever they may the smell of the sea and smelly hot tea the hug of layers of clothing or caring arms closing around my mid planting a seed warm brown crinkly eyes eating sticky rice and s...

The walls have ears in this place The Gods that rule us hear our words In every moment, at every turn Wether we wish so Or hope like hell that they won't hear- or they won't care But they pay attention to every thought Every single action everything they sp...

:heart: What should I write about today? Theore's nothing that I have to say Or rather there's too much, just thrumming to get out but I am a coward, so I back away and hide The important things I want to talk about are far too sensitive (could make you distraught) ...

.o. I hold upon my hands my heart a teeny tiny piece of soul I give it out to those I love for them to harvest gold I hold upon my hands the pieces of a whole the parts of hearts that I've recieved and loved, and helped them glow Upon life's canvases unknow...