Apr 26, 2025
From Camille Lydia and Other Poems, "Cherry Bomb"
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From Camille Lydia and Other Poems, "Cherry Bomb"
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It’s so cold here. I feel a heaviness in my heart, a mysterious sensation, and I had it checked but the doctor said I was okay; I know myself. I don’t really talk about it like I want your pity. I’m just really tired. I’m like a cloud that keeps on raining but never gives life to a desert. I’m a ship that keeps sailing but never reaches the land. My lips keep on calling but no one reaches back. And I don’t want to blame others. I’m well aware that we all have our own issues. We all have our own problems. A shadow to deal with.
It’s me.
It’s always me.
I should be more open, more friendly, more out there.
It just doesn’t come. I wrote affirmations on my wall. And some helped me and I thank them, but somethings just never work even if we plan them.
And my mom is on my back again. Telling me to let it go. “ Go study like the rest of them.” She even picked my college. A full and glittery package waiting to be opened. And I hate myself because I just can’t take it. I can’t take the idea of leaving this path. This path of “sin”.
There’s so much in my mind and It’s all blocked. I have to unlock it. I want to. I’m stuck. But I will get out.
"Ripeness Returns To The Ribcage"
It's been a while - perhaps, a few eternities; since I left what I wondered to be mine. And now? Now, those seven seasons of summer taste nothing but a handful of molten grapes; sour, like wine. I cushion my teeth against the softness of cream apricots; rotting since the day I held on to them - but my heart? She tells me to let go; of what holds back my soul. For - now, the flowers taste sweet, so do my fruits of faith; for - now, ripeness returns to the ribcage; like that first blow of Spring after drought of eternal decades.
When I bend over backwards for you, it doesn't mean I don't have my own voice, my own spine, my own path. I still sing the same. I still fly in my own sky - with the deepest love for you in my heart. I'm just the kind of woman who doesn't mind going the extra mile. The kind of woman who will hold you when you're unsteady. The kind of woman who will listen when you don't speak. #writers #writingcommunity #poetrybyummeaimans #karnes #beautaplin #relationships #coupleteam #relationshiprules #truth #weareone #soulwork #quotes #poetryislove #poetrybooks #poetrylovers #poetry #untwinemeuk #writerspocket #love #lovecouple #thegoodquote #igpoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #lifequotes #writersflare #writersaroundtheworld #twinflameyouare #soulmates❤️ #igromantics https://www.instagram.com/p/CPySnxAFzoJ/?utm_medium=tumblr
it's killing you, isn't it? the dark room you're stuck in where there is no hope to see a single ray of light and all you've been feeling is the suffocation that will soon drown you into the black hole with no exit. i won't tell you to keep smiling, i won't ask you to talk to the people if you don't want to, i won't say you to hold your tears inside the braids of your hairs. cry, let it all out. it sucks when people ask you to calm down when you've storms running inside your body and the brain cells fighting with each other inside the head. i won't ask you to stay positive either, neither will i say to stop complaining. because sometimes you don't need the advises but someone to hold your hand while they assure you that they're going to stick by your side no matter in which direction life takes you. i won't say that someone will do that either. maybe you'll end up all alone, maybe you'll have nobody on your worst days, and maybe you don't even want anybody on some days. but, if no one told you, just understand that it's okay. it's okay to breakdown and let your tears flow from the eyes when it is becoming too heavy. scream, if your heart wants to. breathe, because your soul deserves to live too. just don't let the hope in you die. you're still young and have a very long way to go. storm is always followed by the sunshine because clouds don't rain forever, and neither will your eyes. maybe, the light you've been seeking will enter from the different door than the one you were expecting, but at least you won't stay in the dark forever, even if it feels like the home. remember, you've healed from the things you never thought you would. you will heal from the things you think is eating you up.
— vishakha // @penthethoughts
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I loved myself enough to also love you. How can I regret such an incredible decision? Regardless of how things turned out, I was able to allow myself to take a risk and experience something sacred. I was vulnerable, I was intrigued, I was selfless...I allowed myself to be open and honest. I shared with you what I always share with myself - naked truth. I released my fears, swallowed my pride, and revealed my inner being to you. Maybe, it wasn't perfect or enough. Heck, maybe it wasn't put together well and seemed like a wreck. But, all in all, it was all I had to offer and share. I took that risk on myself, first and then you. I can't and won't regret that. It wasn't an mistake, it was intentional. I allowed my heart to be touched, deep down to it's core by another...and, it was the greatest and most purest, virgin love...
Barely holding onto memories that my mind threatens to lose Maybe I want to forget you and maybe I will Maybe these places will fade away with time Those benches you and I sat on Might have many people like us having their breakfast But my heart can never forget how you made me feel The winds that blew around us The rain that showered upon us The sunshine falling over your eyelashes The mushy feeling reflecting from the mud below us and the laughter that echoed in the forest when you tickled my sides Eyes that knew too much about me, Touch - an exotic combo of rough and soft How do I forget that afternoon I melted in your arms and excuse me if you're still reading this piece sorry to disappoint you it's no poetry and clearly doesn't make sense👅 I've got memories here at this place but nothing like I described above! Dreaming doesn't hurt does it? Anahah but I got you there👻 I had some calm music on while editing this picture so I probably had my inner writer peep out of the whole lol! You take it as a foreshadowing here cuz maybe I'm coming back with my most awaited novel TBG Love to whoever has waited so long😘 #allnatureshots #awesomeearth #artofvisuals #earthfocus #earthofficial #nature #nature_brilliance #nature_hub #naturegeography #naturelover #natureonly #naturopath #holistichealing #writer #runawaywriters #writerslife #writersofig #writersofinstagram #writerspocket #writinginspiration #writings #writersociety #writersconnection #thinkers_and_writers #photosinbetween #photooftheday #shootandshare #photographer #photographylife #visualscollective https://www.instagram.com/p/CHDpae1HTqE/?igshid=1nqswxnl1lgh1
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