I still watch this on rough nights. I have never once not gotten the chills. This was the greatest present I have ever received. And nowadays it reminds me where I came from and our friendship. I love you so much twinny !
she seemed so distantly broken haunted shadows lurk in dark corners waiting for the slight curve of her smile or the first sign of happiness to attack crashing her world down around her. I offer my hand to pull her out of the familiar rubble, scooping her up in my arms searching for safe ground, where suicide bombers of depression wont be able to touch her. Fear raged through her body like feaver and overdeosed world spinning colours bluring, and behind hazy eyes, shallow breath digging graves into the hollows of the chambers of the heart. she is limp against my body and i know that standing will not be easy, but i am strong enough for you to lean on, the backbone that will keep you upright. For i am one of the few parts of yourself that you love, and i have never needed you more. screaming ambulance arrives and paramedics flush your veins full of IV bags with hope, clearing the poison from your system left behind my the touch of demons. we have only been friends for a year, but i have known you my entire life. small girl, curly hair, chiped nail polish and black eye makeup, i can instantly recognise you, as myself. brought together by chance, in a classroom used as a saftey base from lifes game of tag that kept hitting us about ready to quit when we were offered the chance to love ourselves in eachother, and through that discovery this game became so much easier to play once we could double team it. quickly developed love, you do not find in romantic relationships a comfort that lies soley in the unbreakable bond of twins. spilled secrets over steaming mugs of peppermint tea late night talks and comfort food binges. we no longer had to speak, we told stories with our eyes, and painted murals with mascara tracks, and crimson tears washed down the drains from our wrists. our weakest moments hidden careully by long sleves and bracelts. the truth kept behind stained bandages. tucked away in bottom draws quietly stuffing our dirty secrets into our laundry. Red lipstick hearts on mirrors, and xes on the backs of our hands marking us dicounted, damaged goods. retuned over, and over, and over again until insecurity was definate and hope was a far off dream. so we streatched our clipped wings, no longer able to fly, so we simply had learn to break the fall, so we tightend the screws on pencil sharpeners, so the blade couldnt be extracted in a moment of weakness. then poured our hearts and souls into glasses and toasted to our futures. i want to wrap you in laughter and sing to you the soundtrack of the best memories we have. you deserve this happiness my darling, and tonight, you are alive, and you are beautiful even if you dont want to be, so take my hand, and close your eyes. shh,please listen, i love you, just breathe.
you seem so mad. it really comes through in your tone. You have to love yourself first, it isnt always easy but we have to. this poem really says that.
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2 years later and I still keep coming back here when I feel like giving up or quitting or when I'm just having a bad day. You save me every time.
Absolutely amazingly beautiful
I still watch this on rough nights. I have never once not gotten the chills. This was the greatest present I have ever received. And nowadays it reminds me where I came from and our friendship. I love you so much twinny !
I'm sobbing. Holy shit that was fucking beautiful.
Just .... UGH ... Beautiful
So beautiful.
Thank you for this.
this was absolutely amazing. my eyes started to tear up. thank you so much
This was fucking beautiful. Thank you.
THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL
this is perfect
AMAZING
I frickin' love you. You're so amazing.
that was amazing. I don't know how you do it
Thank you :)
I love you
Just breathe
she seemed so distantly broken
haunted shadows lurk in dark corners
waiting for the slight curve of her smile
or the first sign of happiness to attack
crashing her world down around her.
I offer my hand to pull her out of the familiar rubble,
scooping her up in my arms searching for safe ground,
where suicide bombers of depression wont be able to touch her.
Fear raged through her body like feaver and overdeosed world
spinning colours bluring, and behind hazy eyes, shallow breath
digging graves into the hollows of the chambers of the heart.
she is limp against my body and i know that standing will not be easy,
but i am strong enough for you to lean on,
the backbone that will keep you upright.
For i am one of the few parts of yourself that you love,
and i have never needed you more.
screaming ambulance arrives and paramedics flush your veins
full of IV bags with hope,
clearing the poison from your system left behind my the
touch of demons.
we have only been friends for a year,
but i have known you my entire life.
small girl, curly hair, chiped nail polish and black eye makeup,
i can instantly recognise you,
as myself.
brought together by chance, in a classroom used as a saftey
base from lifes game of tag that kept hitting us
about ready to quit when we were offered the
chance to love ourselves in eachother,
and through that discovery this game became
so much easier to play once we could double team it.
quickly developed love, you do not find in romantic relationships
a comfort that lies soley in the unbreakable bond of twins.
spilled secrets over steaming mugs of peppermint tea
late night talks and comfort food binges.
we no longer had to speak, we told stories with our eyes,
and painted murals with mascara tracks, and crimson tears washed down
the drains from our wrists.
our weakest moments hidden careully by long sleves and bracelts.
the truth kept behind stained bandages.
tucked away in bottom draws
quietly stuffing our dirty secrets into our laundry.
Red lipstick hearts on mirrors, and xes on the backs of our hands
marking us dicounted, damaged goods.
retuned over, and over, and over again until
insecurity was definate and hope was a far off dream.
so we streatched our clipped wings,
no longer able to fly,
so we simply had learn to break the fall,
so we tightend the screws on pencil sharpeners,
so the blade couldnt be extracted in a moment of weakness.
then poured our hearts and souls into glasses
and toasted to our futures.
i want to wrap you in laughter
and sing to you the soundtrack of the best memories we have.
you deserve this happiness my darling,
and tonight, you are alive,
and you are beautiful even if you dont want to be,
so take my hand, and close your eyes.
shh,please listen, i love you, just breathe.
I would've started sobbing a quarter way through.
you seem so mad. it really comes through in your tone. You have to love yourself first, it isnt always easy but we have to. this poem really says that.
2 years later and I still keep coming back here when I feel like giving up or quitting or when I'm just having a bad day. You save me every time.
I'm so glad you can find some comfort in my words. I wish you all the best. ♡