I GOT KILLED!

I got killed

In sooth of life

In sooth of almight

Do it wearies me?

I guess the want wit self cares no more

Yes its ado to know myself

As the mind is tossing between the shores of life and death

The argosies are portly alive

The thoughts  being the ever staying burghers of  life

The wisdom overpeers and bows but not in reverence

Cause the ventures were a failure in itself

And the better part of affections

Are breathing their last attempt

Vailing the huffing and puffing

Utters thy last sentence

Fie fie you didn’t even try

The last drop of adieu flew in distress as

I got killed by myself

you left a scar in my heart

which i will happily carry with me

all my life

- my poem

Misguided 💔

An Ode to Love

without you

i’d better go

to the lands of silence

and outright carnality

longing for the oasis in my vicinity

this urban hurried ellipsism hurts

searching for something i do not know, diligently

how ephemeral dosage works

teenage dreams

i’ll miss you around

when burden screams

no safe and sound

in you and us

the flying goddess is found

an ode to love

is ode to fly

the equinox

will bring you joy

then burgeon into

mocktails on a sunday night

escorted by pants of khaki and corduroy.

Roses

Bury me and let me grow into a rose

Let my tears be its thorns,

Let the blood that I shed in my battles be its petals.

Let me mercylessly prick the skin

Of those who attempt to ruin my peace.

Leave me be,

Let me be alone, safe and admired from a distance

I’m tired of wilting in the wrong hands.

-Xela

heart scars.

As an empath, i “feel too much” as society likes to put it. I’m very emotional ⁣and highly sensitive. Growing into my own I always felt different because people did not feel things the same way I did. I grew a complex and pushed down those parts of me to seem “normal.” Now I’m fighting to get my power back. My power is my sensitivity and I now understand that I was made this way purposely. ⁣
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Long nights and hard work infront of us.

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I sat in the middle of a

deep sadness with

four tall walls,

but I needed my rest,

I was determined to find sleep

before the sun rose

again.

you are my hope, you meet me in the morning.

Waiting for you it is hard

For I want you now with me

In my mind in my soul

Help me follow

Where you left

And guide lthers in your way

May my spirit flow

Through the depths of your heart

I feel like a mess

Sliding back into darkness

Everytime I break there’s less

The walls the tighten and press

My god there’s so much stress

I’m overwhelmed I confess

Petals lost one by one ‘til you’re reborn a dandelion — fragile — a blow takes you away.

Anaïs Fel

life is complex & there are no shortcuts.

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