the_wilted_dreamer

'Tis an endless journey, but tireless.

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 3d

    I was up late past my bedtime once
    The colors of the sky kept me still
    I sit on my pillow looking out to the sky
    The rages of war on my mind tranquill

    The sky lit yellow, to orange and pink
    Against those colors flew purple clouds
    The kid on the bed saw so much life
    As much as the chaos in that mind allowed

    She then saw a cloud in front of her eyes
    So proper and perfect it was
    The girl stared in disbelief of her sight
    She can't be the only to see, someone else must

    At that she leaped off her bed
    But must have been staring too long
    Because as she brought her mother to the cloud
    Everything she saw had gone

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    Appreciation

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 4d

    Heart

    What words make a poet?
    What colors make an artist?
    What rhymes make a singer?
    What skill makes a musician?

    So long as your words are filled with the aching and passions of your heart, you are a poet, my friend.
    So long as the colors you use are rendered in the way your heart sees fit, you are an artist, my friend.
    So long as your voice echoes the melodies of your heart and soul, then you, my friend, are a singer.
    And so long as your emotions come through the voice of your instrument, it will be beautiful, and it will be a representation of you and your life. And that makes you a musician, my friend.

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 1w

    I am out of my element,
    I am being dragged by my feet,
    There is a noose around my throat,
    And I'm fighting just to breathe.

    My eyes are open, tired and black,
    There are dried tears on my cheek,
    I once could get away from it all,
    But it seems I have turned weak.

    Trust me, I would call for help,
    If my vocal cords weren't bruised,
    I'd let you know with all I am,
    If I had nothing to lose.

    I am out of my element,
    I am falling from the sky,
    I wait for the moment the rope pulls back,
    And the life to drain from my eyes.

    But it appears this is an endless fall,
    I am too tired to look that way,
    If I could rest, that would suffice,
    Perhaps in sleep, I can decay.

    I am closing my eyes,
    I wonder for the last time,
    Will I breathe again tomorrow?
    Or will this pressure break my life?

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    "Out of It"

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 1w

    This mood disorder makes me turn on myself. I want to feel something, I am aware that it will be pain if I ever go that far. I am getting close, what will make me snap?

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    Depression at its Best

    It is no extreme
    It is just all grey
    No vallies nor peaks
    Tis but a plane
    Along this nothingness
    We create our own pain
    I want to feel something
    Other than mundane

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 7w

    I need a place to stay when I don't feel like experiencing the world as a reality. I want to drift away sometimes and have a child imagination. Carefree, happy, pure.
    But I am who I am. I am where I am, and I desire a solid ground after so much hardship. But it seems things have to go on. When I feel weak, I hope to have a comfort of my own to go through life with me.

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    Haiku

    May life grow after me
    And bloom within every hole
    I left with my past

    May it fill my heart
    And be a home for the times
    I feel like wilting

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 7w

    I wish there existed a way for me to receive reassurance, that my future will turn out fine. But every day I go into the life that I own, all I see is what I do wrong. It is hard to keep living when some of the only strings keeping me on my feet is a possibility.

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    Save My Future

    Sometimes I feel
    As if I need to see my future
    To see how my life turns out
    Because a lot of the time
    I feel I won't live to be my future.
    Save me from my doubt

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 8w

    An ode to another end
    As I lay to rest another friend
    Poetry, I write it quite a lot
    I've written in notebooks and journals alike
    Time, I'm sorry. I know we've fought

    Since December of 2019,
    I've gotten to know my newer life
    My newer home, and my new mind.
    So with that, I pulled out the fourth
    To my growing collection
    And endlessly began to write

    Fast forward a year. It is the great 2020.
    I'll be writing about this year for ages
    And I'm still working my way
    Through the blizzards of February
    Trying to dance on the ice that
    Has frozen my prose and paces

    I'll tell you this, I'm not good at ice skating
    I stumble, and am afraid of the blade
    Wondering if I'm too heavy,
    I'm scared the '2020' ice will break.
    I know it won't be a bad thing
    But falling isn't anyone's fancy
    I'm just trying to get comfy with my 'new'
    Before it becomes my 'normal'

    I'm still writing in my fourth
    And I'm not yet half way done.
    I yearn for my memories to hold on to me
    The last thing I need is for my mind to run

    An ode to... 2020 I guess
    I mean, I did want a slower life
    Though I cried for Time to move along
    It was me who was wrong in the fight
    So I slowed my pace to look around
    And can say with confidence,
    I'm a better person with what I found

    I want to say that I have learned
    But I am far from a master
    Only fools are satisfied,
    So I demand myself I grow,
    But never to pace faster
    I'll be on my fourth for a long time
    But I don't intend to speed up
    My mind nor my pen won't go away
    And I'm holding on to my love

    2021 is tomorrow, I'll stay behind for a while
    I'd like to admire the struggles I've been through
    The view will stretch for miles

    And ode to Time in 2020
    I've learned and changed for the best
    This next year is unpredictable
    I am curious to see this mess.
    But I will not try to alter my reality
    I will continue to learn and change
    And accept.

    Until next time, but I'm not going to
    Spend my thoughts on the future just yet
    Meet me back in 2020
    I'll be writing away my years and regret

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    Ode to the Previous Year

    The strangest of years, the most chaotic as well has turned out to be a year of the most growth of my life. I hope to continue on a path of this magnitude.

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 8w

    I'm at the stage again
    Where my hands are beginning to itch
    At the stillness
    In my running thoughts
    I must let them exist in the world
    Whether someone ever acknowledges
    What I have to let out or not.
    At least they exist
    So I can go back to reminisce
    Or go back to grow
    Continue on from what I've known

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    Nonsense

    I can write nonsense, and come back in the future and understand what was said. I try to accept and change with my life.

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 10w

    I could build a home
    On our memories
    And it seems I'd live there well
    But I hope we continue
    Our home could be a kingdom
    Our time together will tell.

    Just know that we are beautiful
    We match like night and day
    Even if the world lay in my palms
    For you, I'd cast it away
    My love for you is expanding infinitely
    And it has grown and grown
    It can be a light in your dark
    An eye in the storm
    For you'll never be alone

    So, my love, let us give life to a world
    That is all our own

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    You Are Home

    Our past is a solid foundation
    For the future we will have together
    As long as we stay in the light we make
    We can love forever

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  • the_wilted_dreamer 10w

    When life slows down
    I am walking down a hall
    Passing paintings on the wall
    Hung inside golden frames
    This hallway is neverending
    But my journey is tireless
    Especially when the sun sets
    And wash my memories with light
    Sometimes I need the illumination
    To find my way
    Though this hall goes straight
    It can be hard to find myself
    That little bit of light will guide me
    And I won't mind the times
    For the first time in a while, I feel alright
    I feel safe to look back
    Because I brought a life to my past
    And admire my present
    Without going back to live in the dark
    This hallway is pleasant now
    I can lean my head back and close my eyes
    Take in the light
    Take in a breath or two
    And I don't lose a second
    When life slows down, I can open up
    I can smile and fall in love
    I'm walking down a hall
    Putting paintings on the wall
    To walk by them again soon
    In the light of the sun
    Or the glow of the pale moon

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    When Life Slows Down

    When I came to terms with my darkness
    I saw a moon, and stars in the sky
    I came to terms with my past
    And recovered my wings so I could fly

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