pixi

^_−☆ 18 ~ i enjoy writing for fun but im also a creative writing major🥞🧺👻🌉(๑>◡<๑) 🍎🧤📝

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pixi

^_−☆ 18 ~ i enjoy writing for fun but im also a creative writing major🥞🧺👻🌉(๑>◡<๑) 🍎🧤📝

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a beautiful life

pixi

1 min read

ripping away any old strings that left me tangled.

pulling my hair out wishing i could wrap it around my hands.

looking for my glasses while running late.

i'll trip and fall when i dance.

but all of this doesn't stop me from my truth.

the truth that succeeds all of my actions.

the will that comes from me showing up on the frontline.

i cant pretend anymore that i don't like where i am.

i do like ...

Poetry

Drama

colors

pixi

1 min read

What do you mean by what you say?

How do you think you come across

When I picture you in my mind?

Do I seem real to you?

Or am I just a pawn in your playground?

You may already know this but

the world is decorated with color.

Tan was the color of your sandwich

and black is the color of my bitter heart.

I'm tired of hearing your lies be wrapped

with pretty pink ribbons

And being utterly fooled wi...

Poetry

Romance

Subtraction

pixi

1 min read

My feelings multiply as I don't give

them a space to be.

They all add up, squeezing into a spot

that feels more crammed up than free.

When I'm about to explode

and my heart beats faster than my words

can analyze anything I'm feeling,

I pause.

Zoom out.

And subtract.

Subtract what I feel,

Subtract what I know.

Everything is smaller when I unravel

the lies I tell myself.

The emotions that come w...

Poetry

Drama

Abundance

pixi

1 min read

Wanting more in life revolves around lack.

Not having, or giving back.

An empty bottomless pit with the air

completely sucked out.

Static bubbles through the space.

But when in lack, you're refusing

yourself for more.

Why cant I have this job?

I hate my job.

Your job that pays your bills.

Your job that keeps you alive.

Of course we'd rather rest.

But imagine all of the people we'd never meet...

Poetry

The Oddity of a Dream

pixi

1 min read

I’m not too sure what goes on

In the backrooms of my mind.

But gee, do they produce the most mind boggling images.

I am seeing creatures like horses, with wings-

And not the good kind.

Meeting people I’ve never met

Who are a lot better than the people I know in my 3d reality.

Going to places I’ve never been to with

Random superpowers handed down to me by my ancestors

who may or may not exist..

...

Poetry

Drama

If I Were Love

pixi

1 min read

If I were love, I’d have so much fun.

There’s so much to do.

Like breathing through flowers.

Giving sound to laughs.

Decoding hidden stares and delayed messages.

I’d feel connected to the heart.

I’d be the heart.

No more sad songs,

I’d live through Natasha Bedingfield’s discography.

Flowing through each romance novel, movie, and story

Told in real life.

I’d be the breezy ocean air during a coupl...

Poetry

Romance

Train Wreck? No. Fender Bender? Yes.

pixi

1 min read

I’m like a lake with no tide right now.

No critters, or bacteria,

Just bad company.

Like humans dipping their sticky feet

Into my well-tempered space.

And when the sun goes down I can’t even be alone.

Because that’s when the owls come out.

Disturbing my peace.

I even dream of “Hoots.”

Yes, it’s that bad.

I’m trying to pull myself out of this state.

I know it won’t do me any good.

But when it rai...

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Drama

necessity

pixi

1 min read

what do i need right now?

a good question, but not good enough.

the gears in my head churn,

my mouth unable to form words.

a plethora of emotions swirl through my body,

they have fun doing so while my suffering is decorated with a pinch of play.

what i need is for them to stop.

i ache as they disturb me during my sleep.

conversations with my peers turn into dialogue with

just me and my thoughts....

Poetry

Drama

forget to hit send

pixi

1 min read

What if I'm not tripping?

You really did mean to hit the blue arrow,

but your finger slipped.

You really did think of me, but somehow

it didn't translate.

I don't want to double text.

I want to feel like you want me to respond.

I want your heart strings to be compelled

to my name in your phone.

I don't want my texts floating in your

list of notifications,

but I also don't want you to feel like m...

Poetry

Romance

Big feelings

pixi

1 min read

I know I don't show it,

but my feelings are bigger than my weight.

Larger than a cannonball,

and unwilling to go unheard unless recognized.

I thought they would subside,

but ultimately they love attention.

They love being the center of the ride.

My feelings don't back down.

After all, they own the show.

Nothing I can do about that

So I master them and create a flow.

Time is ticking that I know,...

Poetry

Drama