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dark poetry | sadness & madness

Uraya Quick Getaway

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I've been dealing a lot of stuff lately. I really had many plans after I graduate. I planned it out before my graduation. I predicted things that would probably happen. I had my own plans that at the age of like this like that, I can have my... I can go to... I can build my own... So many things.  I am a person who loves swaying away. I don't adore conformity. I always want to be different. Right after my graduation, I knew what I was going to do. I knew where I would go and I knew how to hit the spotlight again. However, the universe loves giving twists to people who love to plan. Aside from the pandemic we're experiencing that just basically hindered many things, I meanwhile put myself in a situation where I think people put so much pressure in me. The truth is, I put so much pressure in myself. I don't want to start in the in small beginnings. I want to start easily like opportunities are just like my close friends easy to hang with.  But, one quick getaway, just one...
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just... saying goodbye to teens

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 They say growing up feels lonely— a truth so often told it fades into a cliché. When all they see is your light, they forget you're still human beneath the glow. You’ve stood so long in the spotlight, they forget you might need shade. And when you speak your story, it rarely shakes them— they think luck is your lifelong friend. But even stars can ache, even the penthouse feels cold. And though your walls may shine in silver, loneliness still finds a home there.
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Dominique...

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I've been to battles and shame. Different cities formed or maybe I sparkled them with both my imperfection and grace. The beginning of a love story is truly a fairy tale in general.  Believe me, I saw red stains from my three ghosts in the past but I stayed underwaters because of love, hope, faith, and experience all in one. What I'm saying is that, my ignorance shaped me. But those were the only things I knew since I was caged differently. I knew what I eternally want and all the shaken core and terror nights taught me to go back to my pedestal, to who I really am -- a mix and match of Manhattan and Pennsylvania.  You have studied me and puzzled them all. My soul has been looking for you for ages but my stubborn flesh brought me in the darkness of false miracle. Your heavenly love killed all the devil's plan in my life. I'm far from being perfect and maybe you see as a smart woman but I, too, suffer from my own thoughts sometimes. But thank you for surpassing the stron...
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Good Riddance (Denied Anger)

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I planned it all along and I am now holding the torch of fire. You will see the ghosts in your past to haunt you in the middle of the night but my ghost will kill you everyday.  Even your house will always remain haunted.  You deserve prison but not in metals, you will be imprisoned by your own old evil ways. You are like my first ghost, always hiding in the shadow just to get a glimpse of my light and I am not even angry nor hurt because my mind knew the " lie well " series, I tolerated them all. While it gives you comfort to remember how you treated me right, the Lord knows it will never allow you to breathe forever because this haunting is not the same like how you live in your lifeless city.  All of my troops, towns, ghosts, and pain will stab you in sunrise, sunset till dawn. The totality of wrecked and reborn faith will set you in fire. Silent vengeance will lose all your ability to find light.  Your night will be your darkest terror and your morning will be yo...
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lost and found

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Words can’t find their place because they were written somewhere years ago. Now, you’re just feeling it all. The misery, memories, and pain. Real love is when the door is open but you’re not holding it anymore. You gave me a ring, but I was left alone at the altar.   You put me in the garden with your promising vine, but my petals are losing their blaze. And I know it’s still love because my flowers still water itself with tears. It’s not your fault that I let my cup be filled by your love because the devil loves to lie. And my heart knows that it’s real because my faith may be dying, but my love is not.   It’s safe to say that my hope in the next season isn’t found in your hands holding mine or my hands holding another.   It’s found in areas of hopes where our hearts are healed and not haunted by our ghosts.  
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3 ghosts burned their own bodies...

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  This was planned all along and the process was not stained. I decided to let my body be burned under the sun to faint. While my soul was watching from afar the whole time,                 your own evilness will be your tortured divine.
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What do you think about "The Prophecy" by Taylor Swift?

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When you know, you know...

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Before we landed into people's arms of our history, our minds had ideas that the love was like either playing with fire or lying on snowflakes, noting that it would only suffice the temporary. We thought about bells and rings with them. But with you, it's an eternal field of sunshine and storms. The power of stability and it's not even poetic to finally settle in this grace. You see right through me that the ghosts I buried in history couldn't match the bones I buried in the long midyear months. Real love knows no history and knows no fear. Our love surpasses them all. Everyday, I thought I was a wasted potential, but it took three eclipses and deaths to match your heaven. Now, my soul is now put back in faith and my confessions killed all my creative demons. Our slow burn love will give allowance for mistakes and our secrets will never exist in the book of promise. Your love puts pillows on my shoulders making me think that the pasts are all parts of our strings. I lov...
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