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"My love for you burned through my veins, it felt like everyday was a hot summer day." ---
For those who saw my story I ended up getting the princess saves herself in this one by @ladybookmad ❤️ -IM SO EXCITED TO READ IT 😊- I let you, how it is ❤️ Hope everyone's having a wonderful day! ❤️
"My love for you burned through my veins, it felt like everyday was a hot summer day." --- For those who saw my story I ended up getting the princess saves herself in this one by @ladybookmad ❤️ -IM SO EXCITED TO READ IT 😊- I let you, how it is ❤️ Hope everyone's having a wonderful day! ❤️
Don’t just remember me this time when you’re in shit 🙏🏻
Don’t just remember me this time when you’re in shit 🙏🏻
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There’s just something about the hours of the night that relates so well with pain ~
There’s just something about the hours of the night that relates so well with pain ~
Cried like a baby reading Our Numbered Days by @neilicorn so had to share my own experience of heartbreak
Cried like a baby reading Our Numbered Days by @neilicorn so had to share my own experience of heartbreak
The root of my self image issues started when I was 8 years old. My step dad would always daunt me by saying shit to me that would affect how I looked. He would always call me ‘skinny’ and while for some that doesn’t seem like a huge thing. Others would be in disgust when they’d see that my collarbones were protruding. Words can and has affected my self esteem issues. At one point I started questioning myself why I looked a certain way or why I couldn’t fatten up because jeans that were size 6 would just hang, like all I was is bones. But there was also a point in time where I started to gain weight. And that did make me self conscious not because I was afraid to gain a few kgs but the fact that I had an idea of what I wanted to look like. So when I would think aloud and say oh I need to go gym. Or when the family heard that I had started going gym, they’d laugh and be like, “why do you need to go gym”? “what else is there to lose weight from”? Family would give me the side eye as if I had said something wrong because overall I’m skinny. And there would be no point to even think about being healthy because being skinny is being healthy. Fucked up logic if you ask me. God has made us in different sizes. But we are all beautiful the way we are. There is nothing wrong with wanting to gain or lose a few kgs. After all, it is our bodies and we can do as we like. But in saying that, it does take a lot of strength mentally to eliminate what others say. Because till this day (10+ years), I still have self image issues. And it sucks. Looking in the mirror and trying to be okay with how I look without seeing those negative words float around me is a mission. But I know I’ll get there some day.
The root of my self image issues started when I was 8 years old. My step dad would always daunt me by saying shit to me that would affect how I looked. He would always call me ‘skinny’ and while for some that doesn’t seem like a huge thing. Others would be in disgust when they’d see that my collarbones were protruding. Words can and has affected my self esteem issues. At one point I started questioning myself why I looked a certain way or why I couldn’t fatten up because jeans that were size 6 would just hang, like all I was is bones. But there was also a point in time where I started to gain weight. And that did make me self conscious not because I was afraid to gain a few kgs but the fact that I had an idea of what I wanted to look like. So when I would think aloud and say oh I need to go gym. Or when the family heard that I had started going gym, they’d laugh and be like, “why do you need to go gym”? “what else is there to lose weight from”? Family would give me the side eye as if I had said something wrong because overall I’m skinny. And there would be no point to even think about being healthy because being skinny is being healthy. Fucked up logic if you ask me. God has made us in different sizes. But we are all beautiful the way we are. There is nothing wrong with wanting to gain or lose a few kgs. After all, it is our bodies and we can do as we like. But in saying that, it does take a lot of strength mentally to eliminate what others say. Because till this day (10+ years), I still have self image issues. And it sucks. Looking in the mirror and trying to be okay with how I look without seeing those negative words float around me is a mission. But I know I’ll get there some day.
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🔪A Sickness of The Mind🔪 “A once merciful heart torn apart by the sharp knife of heartbreak, mascara tinted tears fall from my eyes like a black rain, and a dark and endless void fills my soul. Whatever hope, love, and happiness I had left is gone now. Anger runs rampant throughout my body, but I choose to bottle it up rather than let it all out. Days pass and I slowly become a ticking time bomb of mental and emotional instability. The anger is festering in my mind like an infected wound, I can already feel it getting under my skin. Painfully numb and slowly being consumed by darkness, I try anything just so I can feel, but the festering rage distorts the thoughts in my mind. I’m constantly plagued by sleepless nights and just the thought of being in love again makes me nauseous. So what is heartbreak like, you ask? Heartbreak is more than one of the worst feelings in the world; heartbreak makes you bitter, heartbreak makes you do and say things you know you shouldn’t, and heartbreak, in some cases, is a sickness of the mind. “ here’s a little poem I wrote #poetryattempt #asicknessofthemind #heartbreakpoetry
🔪A Sickness of The Mind🔪 “A once merciful heart torn apart by the sharp knife of heartbreak, mascara tinted tears fall from my eyes like a black rain, and a dark and endless void fills my soul. Whatever hope, love, and happiness I had left is gone now. Anger runs rampant throughout my body, but I choose to bottle it up rather than let it all out. Days pass and I slowly become a ticking time bomb of mental and emotional instability. The anger is festering in my mind like an infected wound, I can already feel it getting under my skin. Painfully numb and slowly being consumed by darkness, I try anything just so I can feel, but the festering rage distorts the thoughts in my mind. I’m constantly plagued by sleepless nights and just the thought of being in love again makes me nauseous. So what is heartbreak like, you ask? Heartbreak is more than one of the worst feelings in the world; heartbreak makes you bitter, heartbreak makes you do and say things you know you shouldn’t, and heartbreak, in some cases, is a sickness of the mind. “ here’s a little poem I wrote #poetryattempt  #asicknessofthemind  #heartbreakpoetry 
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I knew what love was once. 
Before it was strained. 
When it ribboned freely in the atmosphere.
Flowing in abundance.
My lips curling upwards involuntarily, 
Just inside your air.
Our eyes dancing upon lock,
Neither breaking the rhythm.
Love and I were companions.
Before you made us strangers.
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_____✍🏼_____ I knew what love was once. Before it was strained. When it ribboned freely in the atmosphere. Flowing in abundance. My lips curling upwards involuntarily, Just inside your air. Our eyes dancing upon lock, Neither breaking the rhythm. Love and I were companions. Before you made us strangers. _____🔚_____ #onceuponatime  #longlongago  #iknewwhatlovewas  #whatsaheartfor  #redamancy  #heartsongs  #writingtoreachyou  #heartbreakpoetry  #iamwriting  #writersblock  #bleedingpoetry  #bestillmyheart  #poeticconfessions  #spilledink  #typewriterpoetry  #misfitpoet 
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Those 2.45am guilt, sadness or heartbreak moments are raw ~
Those 2.45am guilt, sadness or heartbreak moments are raw ~
Cold world
Cold world
Ignorance
Ignorance
There's also something about warm tears.
There's also something about warm tears.
Can you ever truly have love without hate, joy without pain or dark without light?
Can you ever truly have love without hate, joy without pain or dark without light?
My Everything
My Everything
It’s all just chemicals, anyway.
It’s all just chemicals, anyway.
@adebtpaidinink is a rare breed of man I am grateful for and whose infinite ability to still show kindness and love through heartbreak is a gift beyond  comprehension.  Don't get me started on his #beautifulmind ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ .
Give your own ❤️ a gift and check out @adebtpaidinink .
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The first slide is me #paraphraSINg the words of a writer who knows love in the writing style of another who doesn't and the #IRONy is not lost on me .
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@adebtpaidinink is a rare breed of man I am grateful for and whose infinite ability to still show kindness and love through heartbreak is a gift beyond comprehension. Don't get me started on his #beautifulmind  ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ . Give your own ❤️ a gift and check out @adebtpaidinink . . The first slide is me #paraphraSINg  the words of a writer who knows love in the writing style of another who doesn't and the #IRONy  is not lost on me . . #writetoheal  #drunkpoetssociety  #poeticous  #heartbreakpoetry  #poeticsighs  #poetryisnotdead  #poetrylovers  #inked  #wordporn  #writingcommunity  #poetrycommunity  #instapoetry  #poetryloving  #inked  #poetryisbetterthantherapy  #wordswithqueens  #wordswithkings  #SINderella  #behindgreeneyes 
I speak in many tongues to many men. Argue with angels and I always win, but I don't know the first thing about love.
I speak in many tongues to many men. Argue with angels and I always win, but I don't know the first thing about love.
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Our love was built on carbon, under pressure. Amount of gun fire and triumph for a lifetime. 
Our love was built on heartbreak and misery. 
But of course we both knew misery loves company. 
Our love was built upon the madness and false hope of the world. 
We both knew how hard it will be for our love to survive.
But here we are. 
It survived. Carbon pressure. Gun fire. Heartbreaks. Triumphs. Hopelessness. And false hope. 
We survived.
Poem below! - Our love was built on carbon, under pressure. Amount of gun fire and triumph for a lifetime. Our love was built on heartbreak and misery. But of course we both knew misery loves company. Our love was built upon the madness and false hope of the world. We both knew how hard it will be for our love to survive. But here we are. It survived. Carbon pressure. Gun fire. Heartbreaks. Triumphs. Hopelessness. And false hope. We survived.
Years down the line, you can still feel this way. We just have to trust ourselves and give ourselves the time to fully recover ~
Years down the line, you can still feel this way. We just have to trust ourselves and give ourselves the time to fully recover ~
Once Sunday comes around I’ll have someone else to write about
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Medicine
Medicine
Nightmare
Nightmare
Love drunk and smitten
Love drunk and smitten
What songs get you all in your feels?  Lover of all things music, comment your current obsession 🦋
What songs get you all in your feels? Lover of all things music, comment your current obsession 🦋
Yours Always
Yours Always
And I hung up and pretended that my phone died I’m sorry
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waiting on someone to find you is a kind of purgatory.
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Cheaters M.O.
Cheaters M.O.
Letting Go
Letting Go
She should know this by now
She should know this by now
Poor little heart 🖤
Poor little heart 🖤
Touch me
Touch me
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Un-Holy
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I keep falling down
into myself
stumbling over 
the things I’ve tucked
away in old and dusty
wine crates
lining the walls of 
what I thought 
was my subconscious 
but goddamnit 
you keep breaking 
through 
no matter how
many funerals
and candlelight vigils
for one I hold in
my bathtub
I can’t consecrate 
this space
this self as separate 
from you and what
you’ve made of me
but this bed is now 
hallowed ground
a place for holding
my breath
as I rest my head
hoping to never
ever 
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FULL POEM IN CAPTION • • • 📸 photo via Pinterest • • • Un-Holy • • I keep falling down into myself stumbling over the things I’ve tucked away in old and dusty wine crates lining the walls of what I thought was my subconscious but goddamnit you keep breaking through no matter how many funerals and candlelight vigils for one I hold in my bathtub I can’t consecrate this space this self as separate from you and what you’ve made of me but this bed is now hallowed ground a place for holding my breath as I rest my head hoping to never ever fall in love again • • • #CIvy  #CIvyPoetry  #poem  #poetry  #poetrycommunity  #poetsofinstagram  #instapoem  #instapoet  #instapoetry  #poetryporn  #wordporn  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram  #spilledink  #spilledinkpoetry  #heartbroken  #heartbreak  #heartbreakpoetry 
Complications
Complications
Pieces
Pieces
Every lover has a texture of the love they give
Every lover has a texture of the love they give
Butterflies 🦋
Butterflies 🦋
Mark My Words 💋🖤
Mark My Words 💋🖤
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Unheard
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I bled my very heart out to you
blood pooling in little bubbles 
beading from the skin 
I clawed at knowing 
your indifference 
would soon be walking 
through our door

anxiously awaiting 
your exhaustion 
the leftovers you saved 
for me stale looks 
of disappointment, 
disgust

I poured out the content 
of my veins in hopes 
that you’d be stirred 
by what my heart pumped
by seeing
Salty invisible blood on my cheeks
Blood in the form of ink 
my words like silent screams

Our home became 
a sensory deprivation chamber 
in the wake
of your evacuated warmth
you stole the only key 
I had left for my heart 
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FULL POEM IN CAPTION • • • Unheard • • I bled my very heart out to you blood pooling in little bubbles beading from the skin I clawed at knowing your indifference would soon be walking through our door anxiously awaiting your exhaustion the leftovers you saved for me stale looks of disappointment, disgust I poured out the content of my veins in hopes that you’d be stirred by what my heart pumped by seeing Salty invisible blood on my cheeks Blood in the form of ink my words like silent screams Our home became a sensory deprivation chamber in the wake of your evacuated warmth you stole the only key I had left for my heart and on your way out you locked the door • • • #CIvy  #CIvyPoetry  #poem  #poetry  #poetrycommunity  #poetsofinstagram  #instapoem  #instapoet  #instapoetry  #poetryporn  #wordporn  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram  #spilledink  #spilledinkpoetry  #heartbreak  #heartbreakpoetry  #healing  #healingthroughwords 
We fall in love with the idea of people at the beginning of a relationship. Our heart is the most precious gift you can trust someone to hold. If you give someone the gift of your heart too quickly, you haven’t allowed time for your evaluation process. The evaluation process shows that you honor and value your own heart. That real love and trust doesn't develop because of an idea it's through actions of a person's character over time.
We fall in love with the idea of people at the beginning of a relationship. Our heart is the most precious gift you can trust someone to hold. If you give someone the gift of your heart too quickly, you haven’t allowed time for your evaluation process. The evaluation process shows that you honor and value your own heart. That real love and trust doesn't develop because of an idea it's through actions of a person's character over time.
Trying something new 😊❤️
Trying something new 😊❤️
Ticking time bomb
Ticking time bomb
I’ve always understood the concept of horcruxes and why sometimes, it’s ok to put pieces of your soul into things other than yourself. Sometimes it’s just too much to handle.
I’ve always understood the concept of horcruxes and why sometimes, it’s ok to put pieces of your soul into things other than yourself. Sometimes it’s just too much to handle.
inconvenient
inconvenient
holidays
holidays
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Taking it back to //659: Fleeting Magic 💛✨
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