Consuming my temporary present.
i yearn for more,
yet know to settle.
confusion at my core.
unhappiness plague,
our everchanging lives.
but somehow,
i cannot leave,
forever clinging to you.
written by: fane star
2017, Emotional, Poem, Poetry, SFW, vent
It is both shelter and sanctuary, second home to a menagerie of regulars and temporary respite for travelers of every species.
wander in for a bite, for a well-earned rest, or just to warm yourself by the fire.
Possum, Rabbit, Raccoon, Skunk, Squirrel, Story, Story Series
Torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as your body and mind empty itself of these temporary
Emotion, Poem, Poetry, Sad, free verse, sadness, tears
#2 of rhyming and other stuff
remember: suicide is not the answer, it is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, there are people that love you.
in memory of an uncle of mine.
Depression, Rhyme, Suicide
Giving myself too much slack
options always about through each action
i leave dust on the door knob, leading to any personal satisfaction
mind somewhat clear, following thoughts forward, toward what i continue to learn should be
i leave only a temporary
Poem, Poetry, Short Story, slice of life
I basked in the temporary relief
your love and presence gave me
soon the dark will spread
into your heart, your eyes, your mind.
tainting your love for me.
your vision of me.
surrounding us.
2015, Depression, FEELINGS, Pit, Poem, Poetry, SFW, Suicide, anxiety, bipolar, breakup, non-furry, nonfurry, sadness, suicidal, vent, venting
And i always argue,
that love is temporary.
that that's
the beauty,
and permanence
misses the point.
and every time i fall,
the ground tells me i'm in love.
Experimental, Poetry
Simply meld well, to find only a figure seen is the best
casual looks, greatly enjoyed just as they should be
i've blurred my mentality, to simply smile at what i see
vague or vigilant, the emotion is flowing
one with plenty while empty, truth in temporary
Poem, Poetry, slice of life
Not everything is how one wants it, but the chance of it happening gives a temporary thrill and the hope of it to be reality. upon first introduction, a thought ran through my mind, but was then quickly shrugged off.
Anonymous, Letter, Poetry