Canthopexular
Dash Kiramman
Hey, guys.
since this is my last day I just wanna share my poetry and rant for a bit.
My poetry/writing:
immersed in a dark void, this feeling must be peace, for i feel so isolated.
The weight of my sins have made me yearn for the peace of non existent.
I feel pressure on my chest, I’m gasping for air.
My inner peace is slipping through my fingers slowly making me feel as though my soul is drifting away from me.
I’ll be floating in the void.
Amore peribat in amicitia
I love you,
But I risk the rust seeping in.
Nostra amicitia-
Poetica,so pleasant,
so prophetica.
Must not corrode beyond my touch.
Although I long to love you until my heart rusts.
Anxiety erupts and combusts.
Locutus trepidatio, scenarios that never happen.
Acerbus amore, a love that should ignore me—yet it tore me.
Throw away my thoughts, like they never existed.
Scatter my remains like I never was a human…
Your words flow seamlessly like a river,
Running through me, making my heart quiver.
Don’t let me go — deliver me to you, for only you can renew my heart anew.
You peeled the orange — not to eat it, but to let it mold.
The orange longed to be eaten.
You weren’t interested in eating the orange,
You only saw the opportunity to let it decay.
You threw away the seeds, you didn’t plant it and let it flourish.
My favorite sonnet by Shakespeare is sonnet 91. It symbolises me.
This is for everyone else
Not all things in your life were meant to last, but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t real.
What you experienced was an amazing chapter of your life. There are good and bad chapters but just because they ended it doesn’t mean they are bad. The good chapters were there to help you learn how to smile and the bad teaches you how to live.
Sometimes we are scared to open our hearts, which is understandable. But true strength is learning how to open your heart after a bad chapter.
Whatever you’re going through, believe in yourself. You’ve won all the other battles you will surely will conquer this battle you’re going through now.
Remember that the truth will always prevail, you can’t hide a dead lamb under your bed forever someday someone will find it. Magna est veritas et praevalebit
Now for my rant.
Everyone in my family has complained about my appearance. My dad complained about my teeth, my brother just told me I was ugly and my mom asked me why I couldn’t look pretty like the other kids.
I thank you mom, dad and my brother for making me wanting to kill myself, I’ve always been the outsider of the family and you guys constantly make me wanna kill myself. I never got why people always say “family first” probably because I never felt loved or appreciated by anyone in my family. I thank the people around me in school or anywhere calling me chopped, big back or whatever and treating me different than others.
I’m sorry for anyone that’s close to me or knows me personally for never being enough, I just wanted to be loved.
Now the actual thank list, for people I that kept me going
I thank a lot of people on here for being there for me and supporting me. I love you guys so much and I’m thankful I knew you guys even if it was a short period of my life.
I thank my favourite content creators for helping me keep me alive for so long, you’ve saved me more times than my parents or friends combined.
I thank my old Swedish teacher, the social workers and old math teacher.
I thank my old friend Anna. I thank my friend from Germany.
I thank the dream of visiting Paris.
I thank the music I loved.
I’ll add my fav pics down below.
I don’t know if I’ll chicken out when chugging the bottle of pills
the weight of my sins aren’t fixable.
I love you all
Bye!
since this is my last day I just wanna share my poetry and rant for a bit.
My poetry/writing:
immersed in a dark void, this feeling must be peace, for i feel so isolated.
The weight of my sins have made me yearn for the peace of non existent.
I feel pressure on my chest, I’m gasping for air.
My inner peace is slipping through my fingers slowly making me feel as though my soul is drifting away from me.
I’ll be floating in the void.
Amore peribat in amicitia
I love you,
But I risk the rust seeping in.
Nostra amicitia-
Poetica,so pleasant,
so prophetica.
Must not corrode beyond my touch.
Although I long to love you until my heart rusts.
Anxiety erupts and combusts.
Locutus trepidatio, scenarios that never happen.
Acerbus amore, a love that should ignore me—yet it tore me.
Throw away my thoughts, like they never existed.
Scatter my remains like I never was a human…
Your words flow seamlessly like a river,
Running through me, making my heart quiver.
Don’t let me go — deliver me to you, for only you can renew my heart anew.
You peeled the orange — not to eat it, but to let it mold.
The orange longed to be eaten.
You weren’t interested in eating the orange,
You only saw the opportunity to let it decay.
You threw away the seeds, you didn’t plant it and let it flourish.
My favorite sonnet by Shakespeare is sonnet 91. It symbolises me.
This is for everyone else
Not all things in your life were meant to last, but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t real.
What you experienced was an amazing chapter of your life. There are good and bad chapters but just because they ended it doesn’t mean they are bad. The good chapters were there to help you learn how to smile and the bad teaches you how to live.
Sometimes we are scared to open our hearts, which is understandable. But true strength is learning how to open your heart after a bad chapter.
Whatever you’re going through, believe in yourself. You’ve won all the other battles you will surely will conquer this battle you’re going through now.
Remember that the truth will always prevail, you can’t hide a dead lamb under your bed forever someday someone will find it. Magna est veritas et praevalebit
Now for my rant.
Everyone in my family has complained about my appearance. My dad complained about my teeth, my brother just told me I was ugly and my mom asked me why I couldn’t look pretty like the other kids.
I thank you mom, dad and my brother for making me wanting to kill myself, I’ve always been the outsider of the family and you guys constantly make me wanna kill myself. I never got why people always say “family first” probably because I never felt loved or appreciated by anyone in my family. I thank the people around me in school or anywhere calling me chopped, big back or whatever and treating me different than others.
I’m sorry for anyone that’s close to me or knows me personally for never being enough, I just wanted to be loved.
Now the actual thank list, for people I that kept me going
I thank a lot of people on here for being there for me and supporting me. I love you guys so much and I’m thankful I knew you guys even if it was a short period of my life.
I thank my favourite content creators for helping me keep me alive for so long, you’ve saved me more times than my parents or friends combined.
I thank my old Swedish teacher, the social workers and old math teacher.
I thank my old friend Anna. I thank my friend from Germany.
I thank the dream of visiting Paris.
I thank the music I loved.
I’ll add my fav pics down below.
I don’t know if I’ll chicken out when chugging the bottle of pills
the weight of my sins aren’t fixable.
I love you all
Bye!
