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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>the collective chaos inside my head called thoughts</description><title>The barren wasteland</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @wettiepop)</generator><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6314eb3e4fbdc998608071b1c1c0f912/tumblr_mki9dc2Hwa1r22yi4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/46728240996</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/46728240996</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 23:22:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Something
by Raquel

And so it came to be
this isolation that I am
I can only look to me
to find the..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Something&lt;br/&gt;
by Raquel&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And so it came to be&lt;br/&gt;
this isolation that I am&lt;br/&gt;
I can only look to me&lt;br/&gt;
to find the way it all began -&lt;br/&gt;
this confusion, constant&lt;br/&gt;
hunger for something more than this&lt;br/&gt;
I strive to find this being&lt;br/&gt;
that I envision, yet seem to miss.&lt;br/&gt;
Could it be that I am empty-&lt;br/&gt;
or maybe a little lost?&lt;br/&gt;
Could it be that I am lonely,&lt;br/&gt;
or seek happiness at any cost?&lt;br/&gt;
This never-ending Something&lt;br/&gt;
that I am living deep inside,&lt;br/&gt;
depicts the illusion of myself&lt;br/&gt;
and all I have to hide.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netpoets.com/poems/depress/0472001.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.netpoets.com/poems/depress/0472001.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/38233934383</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/38233934383</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2012 12:18:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Genuine love is rarely an emotional space where needs are instantly gratified. To know love we have..."</title><description>“Genuine love is rarely an emotional space where needs are instantly gratified. To know love we have to invest time and commitment… dreaming that love will save us, solve all our problems or provide a steady state of bliss or security only keeps us stuck in wishful fantasy, undermining the real power of love — which is to transform us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;bell hooks (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://queerfatfemme.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;queerfatfemme&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/20071353192</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/20071353192</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 14:57:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Through all the darkness and sadness
I kept you in my heart
Always thinking of you
Wondering if you...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through all the darkness and sadness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept you in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering if you were thinking of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping that you were&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;           You thought of me which makes it seem so much less dark inside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/15884645202</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/15884645202</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 09:24:29 -0500</pubDate><category>thoughts</category><category>My words</category></item><item><title>I Want To Die</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://theidiotmanifesto.tumblr.com/post/12786427941/i-want-to-die" target="_blank"&gt;theidiotmanifesto&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On days like today,&lt;br/&gt; When everything seems&lt;br/&gt; Ever so white in its void, &lt;br/&gt; And angels would impale&lt;br/&gt; Their hearts upon devil tears. &lt;br/&gt; As the emotion of a million&lt;br/&gt; Is shattered and burned,&lt;br/&gt; Turned to comet’s dust&lt;br/&gt; And swallowed by the dirty. &lt;br/&gt; Love no longer tastes beautiful&lt;br/&gt; When scars remind us of&lt;br/&gt; What it was to touch yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12834233044</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12834233044</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 08:05:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Bleed</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://myinkstainedheart.tumblr.com/post/12811865573" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;myinkstainedheart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;My skin is not pale&lt;br/&gt;
my blood is crimson,&lt;br/&gt;
but if you would take a blade&lt;br/&gt;
and cut through my chest you’d see,&lt;br/&gt;
my blood is crimson,&lt;br/&gt;
my heart is pallid, sickly.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And here I lacerate my pen,&lt;br/&gt;
like I would lacerate my vein open,&lt;br/&gt;
because I need ample convincing,&lt;br/&gt;
I’m not as dead as I think, &lt;br/&gt;
I still feel something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12833989642</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12833989642</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 07:52:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Phoenix</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://waitin4forever.tumblr.com/post/11929728636/phoenix" target="_blank"&gt;waitin4forever&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu7derxhqB1qbqohv.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It hides inside her,&lt;br/&gt;enslaved to the bars&lt;br/&gt;of a cage,&lt;br/&gt;wants to be free, &lt;br/&gt;won’t break the chains.&lt;br/&gt;Convincing herself &lt;br/&gt;she prefers the dark,&lt;br/&gt;when could &lt;br/&gt;fly away&lt;br/&gt;faster &lt;br/&gt;than an &lt;br/&gt;avalanche.&lt;br/&gt;Incentive desire &lt;br/&gt;for things she’s &lt;br/&gt;never done,&lt;br/&gt;but dreads nothing more&lt;br/&gt;than to travel the unknown.&lt;br/&gt;She knows &lt;br/&gt;she has to &lt;br/&gt;change her ways,&lt;br/&gt;no need to be afraid &lt;br/&gt;of a penultimate fate.&lt;br/&gt;Full of life and dreams, &lt;br/&gt;needing to believe,&lt;br/&gt;before ending up &lt;br/&gt;lamenting &lt;br/&gt;a life &lt;br/&gt;she never &lt;br/&gt;tried &lt;br/&gt;to &lt;br/&gt;live.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12409570303</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12409570303</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 02:32:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My dearest Juliet
 
I have been but a humble slave to your beauty,
From the first moment our eyes...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dearest Juliet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have been but a humble slave to your beauty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;From the first moment our eyes met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;You were my shining light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;In my dark days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;My love for you has consumed me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where all that is left is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our love could never be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Always obstructed from blossoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was poisoned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is ruined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is clear that we cannot ever freely be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alas I cannot live in a world where you belong to another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where you will be held in another’s arms and caressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;My heart shall always be yours my sweet Juliet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;With this blade my blood shall spill from my veins and resolve us of our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I sincerely hope that in time you will forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;And find solace in the memories of our love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Eternally yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romeo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12158619624</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/12158619624</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 08:49:14 -0400</pubDate><category>romeoandjulietsuicide</category><category>spilled ink</category><category>poetry</category><category>my words</category></item><item><title>Glance</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mysearchforwisdom.tumblr.com/post/11709749686" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;mysearchforwisdom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Passive passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Activated, with a look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;That look, that baited hook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Takes, every word from a poets book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mashes all the passion into one dreamy eyed glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;That thousand hour stare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Peering through blades of hair, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Giving my heart into your care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;If not but moments flouting int he air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;A blink and a flash, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And the glance is lost behind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turned lash, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rushing fast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I pass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And amass, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The courage to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And answer your call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your advance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11725396588</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11725396588</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 02:40:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Regret</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;The day that your heart stopped beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;A hole was ripped into my soul that left me raw and aching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;At the exact moment you left this Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I was unaware of your departure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I was foolishly preoccupied with childish conquests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;It breaks me that I was so oblivious to your departing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Unimaginable that I was so detached from this fact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;The truth&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;It has haunted me ever since that fateful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Silently punishing myself for my detachment and foolishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;To this day there is no bigger regret that I carry with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I was not aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I was not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I did not say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11652985811</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11652985811</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 10:14:00 -0400</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>poetry</category><category>regret</category><category>spilled ink</category><category>my own words</category></item><item><title>Things I never said</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I never said I loved you enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I never told you that you where my hero, my comfort, my support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I was your biggest fan, your little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;How I looked up at you in wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;You always made me feel special and important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;There was nothing you couldn’t do and nothing you couldn’t fix or make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I never told you how wonderful you were or how special you were to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I never told you how lucky I was to have you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I never told you these things and I’ll regret this until I depart this Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11652928718</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11652928718</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 10:11:00 -0400</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>poetry</category><category>spilled ink</category><category>tribute</category><category>my own words</category></item><item><title>intrinsicself:

I am ravaged and consumed,
By this unquenchable,
Thirst for you.

Parched and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://intrinsicself.tumblr.com/post/11597723846" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;intrinsicself&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am ravaged and consumed,&lt;br/&gt;
By this unquenchable,&lt;br/&gt;
Thirst for you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Parched and cracked,&lt;br/&gt;
Scarred and brittle,&lt;br/&gt;
I await your rain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;With my arms outstretched,&lt;br/&gt;
Turning circles, headward sky,&lt;br/&gt;
I catch as many drops as I can.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Soak through my skin,&lt;br/&gt;
Because inside me,&lt;br/&gt;
Isnt close enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11606605568</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11606605568</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 03:49:25 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsnmb6dF8i1qiccwjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11565782188</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11565782188</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 04:52:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>All beauty must die.: Friends and Darkness.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://mister-selfdestruct.tumblr.com/post/11476048585"&gt;All beauty must die.: Friends and Darkness.&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mister-selfdestruct.tumblr.com/post/11476048585" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;mister-selfdestruct&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surrounded by people &lt;br/&gt;that laugh and smile &lt;br/&gt;and hold hands as they look &lt;br/&gt;into each other’s eyes &lt;br/&gt;the way lovers should &lt;br/&gt;embracing each other &lt;br/&gt;as though it was the last time &lt;br/&gt;they would feel this good &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m a shadow of them &lt;br/&gt;I have eyes that wander &lt;br/&gt;and hands that are empty &lt;br/&gt;just like my smile &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11521430375</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11521430375</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 08:49:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Take my hand let me lead you toward the light because you cannot see...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://poeticallyundead.tumblr.com/post/11382746154"&gt;Take my hand let me lead you toward the light because you cannot see...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://poeticallyundead.tumblr.com/post/11382746154" target="_blank"&gt;poeticallyundead&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Take my hand&lt;br/&gt;let me lead you toward the light&lt;br/&gt;because you cannot see yourself&lt;br/&gt;through the clouds in your mind&lt;br/&gt;my dearest, I love you&lt;br/&gt;infinitely more than you love yourself&lt;br/&gt;because you doubt and question&lt;br/&gt;every positive remark &lt;br/&gt;whispered your way&lt;br/&gt;but I promise you this&lt;br/&gt;every breath to pass…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11390235975</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11390235975</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 05:00:19 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>poeticallyundead</category></item><item><title>Repression</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I push it all down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Keep it locked up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Its screaming on the inside, begging to be let loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;It hurts to keep it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;The chaotic disorder of it all scares me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;It makes me anxious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;If I let it out I’m not sure what will be brought to the surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;So much suffering and hurt lays hidden away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Silently eating away at my conscious and sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11354167429</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11354167429</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 10:28:12 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>spilled ink</category><category>my own words</category></item><item><title>Didn’t need you to rescue me
Didn’t need you to promise me a tomorrow or a happy ever after
Didn’t...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Didn’t need you to rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Didn’t need you to promise me a tomorrow or a happy ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Didn’t need you judging me or my reasoning&amp;#8230; or the lack thereof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I needed you to be there for me, really be there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I needed to know that you would be my anchor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I needed to know that I could have your heart in good time, no matter how selfish that seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;That would have made all the difference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;It would have changed things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;But you left me, standing on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;out in the cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;feeling&amp;#8230; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;abandoned&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11353903975</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11353903975</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 10:16:28 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>my own words</category><category>spilled ink</category></item><item><title>All beauty must die.: Masks.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://mister-selfdestruct.tumblr.com/post/11019187583"&gt;All beauty must die.: Masks.&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mister-selfdestruct.tumblr.com/post/11019187583" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;mister-selfdestruct&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know how afraid you are&lt;br/&gt;of opening your mouth&lt;br/&gt;because you’re scared&lt;br/&gt;of the secrets you keep&lt;br/&gt;that should you unclench&lt;br/&gt;your gritted teeth&lt;br/&gt;that holds your tongue&lt;br/&gt;you’ll spill truth right at my feet&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’ll examine, expose&lt;br/&gt; investigate, compose&lt;br/&gt; pulling my way into you&lt;br/&gt; via your intestines&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I will…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11019748222</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/11019748222</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 09:19:54 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category></item><item><title>I close my eyes and you’re staring right at me
Your eyes pierce my flesh and touch my soul
You see...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;I close my eyes and you’re staring right at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Your eyes pierce my flesh and touch my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;You see right through me, you see the real me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Your voice echoes in my head filling me with pure bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Your presence is electric and I find myself struggling to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" xml:lang="EN-ZA"&gt;Every thought I have is consumed by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/10937709029</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/10937709029</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 12:15:24 -0400</pubDate><category>my own words</category><category>poetry</category><category>spilled ink</category></item><item><title>"The most important thing in all human relationships is conversation, but people don’t talk anymore,..."</title><description>“The most important thing in all human relationships is conversation, but people don’t talk anymore, they don’t sit down to talk and listen. They go to the theater, the cinema, watch television, listen to the radio, read books, but they almost never talk. If we want to change the world, we have to go back to a time when warriors would gather around a fire and tell stories.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Paulo Coelho (via &lt;a href="http://slekes.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;slekes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/10925349566</link><guid>http://wettiepop.tumblr.com/post/10925349566</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 02:38:36 -0400</pubDate><category>quote</category><category>lit</category><category>prose</category></item></channel></rss>
