waste away | poetry & prose

By __numa

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ramblings of an overthinker More

INTRO
suicide of a wildflower | poem
alphabet soup | poem
the existensial crisis of an inkwell | poem
rotten | poem
sheepskin | poem
blue | poem
serendipity | poem
feather | poem
glass bottles | poem
bitter | poem
lavender | poem
hardly ripe | poem
consonants | poem
a letter from us | poem
backwards again | poem
ice | poem
part x | poem
curtains | poem
hush | poem
headache | poem
new years | poem
forever | poem
dirt | poem
mahogany | poem
calender | poem
lazy | poem
underneath the microscope | poem
quicksand | poem
five | poem
peaches | poem
absence | poem
silk | poem
stay | poem
finals | poetry
facade | prose
metamorphosis | prose
nineteen grains | poem
stolen | poem
the new religion | poem
brazen | poem
brick | poem
dear adelaide | poem
hunger | poem
rest | poem
dandelions | poem
the fixation of the unfixable | poem
price | poem
nocte | poem
alpha-beta-gamma | poem
shower | poem
so be it | poem
riddles for the mindless | poem
shadow friend | poem
pretend | poem
whiskey | poem
honey | poem
the good hand | poem
who's the genie ? | poem
withering | poem
i, dadelius | poem
3 o' clock blues | poem
one-way ticket | poem
flies & honey | poem
chrxme | poem
ink | poem
aging | poem
sunny lane | poem
a question | poem
boy | poem
in in in | poem
raw knuckles | poem
heartstrings | poem
sugar | poem
5000 m/h | poem
vodka & other bitter things | poem
lacking | poem
words words words | poem
white | poem
serotonin; dopamine | poem
CO2 | poem
the in | poem
puzzles | poem
particles | poem
vast | poem
murder | poem
itch | poem
to the twenty-sixth power | poems
fizz | poem
not you | poem
never again | poem
DIY heroine | poem
last time | poem
captor | poem
stupidity | poem
they havent made a vaccine yet | poem
flesh | poem
curious | poem
to the grave ! | poem
hyperbole | poem
mirrors | poem
bathtub | poem
sad gal | poem
efficiency | poem
NOT AN UPDATE
its in my genes | poem
maybe it's the hormones | poem
ugly | poem
who | poem
dotted i's & crossed t's | poem
vomit | poem
much | poem
the pick-me-up doesnt work forever | poem
benadryl | poem
aches | poem
fractures | poem
f___ | poem
ghosts from the nursery | poem
end of the alphabet | poem
neurons | poem
cold soup | poem
heal | poem
transparency | poem
asphyxiation | poem
moon | poem
clutter | poem
kiddo | poem
saved | poem
birds | poem
selena | poem
honey-scented dreams | poem
yellow | poem
lamp-post on a dark one way street | poem
l.w | poem
i will not be silenced | poem
spirit | poem
sweet | poem
count-down | poem
know your worth | poem
time | poem
a strangers body in a twin sized bed | poem
breakaway | poem
sunshine | poem
dry toast | poem
16 | prose
don't ask me why the sharpeners go missing | poem
peek-a-boo chronicles | poem
roadkill | poem
pipe dreams on the freeway | poem
cry me a river, iris | poem
3 a.m thoughts at 10:35 p.m | poem
pixelated and pretending | prose
i am | poem
phonetic curse | poem
passive | poem
pinkies | poem
razors | poem
why can't i bleed ? | poem
walgreens | poem
roll call | poem
split ends | poem
little hand; big hand | poem
silver lining | poem
victim of your own devices | poem
apologies | poem
shards | poem
the art | poem
nuisance | poem
empty | poem
fine china | poem
sick of it | poem
well | poem
off lately | poem
the void | poem
hell under my flesh | poem
now i just wonder, | poem
no one | poem
sleep | poem
an analysis | prose
bad grills | poem
crushed | poem
pillow | poem
even my succulents die | poem
last wish | poem
i hate to break it to you, but i am dying | poem
n.l w.j | poem
what can you do, when there is nothing to be done? | poem
traffic | poem
beak | poem
s.i | poem
not an update
icecream | poem
spilled guts | poem
missense | poem
warmth | poem

a predicament | poem

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By __numa

do not say words
that you cannot take back
because once
they are free and out in the air
they will coil around us
and drain us of
any humanity
we had remaining

perhaps i am too scared to love
perhaps i am unable to love
perhaps my story was only meant to be a
tragedy
of a girl
who pushed everyone who cared away
and went to her demons to cry

or maybe i am
just too scared to use to damn word
because i fear that
it's sharp edges will only
harm me
and that it's power
will only steer me away

could it be that i just
can't fathom
why another soul
would fancy my own
rotten mind ?
find my simplicity
intriguing ?
or have any emotion other than
disdain and distaste?

i am messy
and i don't know what i want
my heart and mind are universes apart
and i don't know when
they will cross paths
i don't want you to leave
stay
and wait
i don't want you to hate me
do what you feel
is right

souls like your own
don't come around very often

-n.c

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