Latest Posts by madeofbluez - Page 2

I am 🤏🏽 close to running away to some abandoned palace and secretly live there forever...

Lines that start with "If I could ...." are so painful. They remind me of emotions I've experienced before but haven't been able to confess , to my own self or to anyone ever , their anger and fear borne numbness wording long dead dreams into a broken sentence , drawing parallels between a world we drew as kids and the one we lived through gasping for the very colors we were promised...

What if I loose myself while trying to figure out why you left me ?

I want to disappear

I wanna be a cat so bad

"I have nothing to say" , and more lies...

I need to stop deactivating my social media accounts and calling it therapy

3Am Thoughts

" if I start writing down everything that goes inside my brain....there you go xD "

I live with the fear of having to ask myself if I gave up too soon , and somehow that's all that keeps me going...

Maybe there's more to me than what they wanted , and I must've kept some secrets only to grow through all these wounds of mine...

I wonder if missing you was a mistake

What have I been staying up late for ? Why couldn't I sleep ? Maybe I should want myself more , maybe longing for you is killing me ...

I have monsters swirling through storms inside me , but I might as well look fine ...

30.06.2021

wildest of desires, serendipitous dreams , fiery fingertips , and unknown prophecies ...

Vulnerable yet dominant

I wish to fill myself with answers to questions I've never asked, for my mind is a hesitant colossal of chaos and mysteries , and it demands , but wouldn't dare , to know , more...

I wish to be held close , curled up in bed, with someone whispering " it's alright, everything will be alright " , as I cry with outmost uncertainty and numbness / I wish to feel the warmth of their breath , as I lay with clenched fists, tears rolling down my cheeks , my nails etching moons on my sweaty palms / their hands slowly slipping into mine, asking me to hold on for a little longer, promising me that they'll never leave me / I wish to feel the prevailing silence mixed with a sense of belonging / I wish to live these moments with someone, I wish to not be left alone...

- my autumn soul, dying beautifully everyday...

Who am I?

"A teenager painting life post sunny skies in her own shades own of blue and grey, dull and mundane , yet beautiful"

Awake , to make sense of everything...

//Fulminare//

I seem to have fallen for grey skies as I see myself running past gushing winds ,laying flat on the grass  humming quotes from my favorite books,those I seem to have etched onto my skin , into unknown,  poetic , compositions of music, misery and love. And oh my! running through storms , hysterically laughing , barefoot , with my hands in the air , trying to capture this feeling for I wish it to last forever.

Been painting all my favorite stormy weather pictures from pinterest and I so wanna be a part of them x

How could I be yours, when 'am not even mine?

I hear laughter in your wailing eyes ,

I see sinners in disguise,

I hear chants of broken prayers,

I see failed and anguished men...

all , as I seek for hope in the worst of times

all, as I seek for hope in the worst of times...

I didn't know of people being placid yet devoured ,in times of uncertainty, writing prophecies of each other's doom...