More and more people gather in the distance as I tighten my grasp by digging my fingers even deeper into the dirt. I’m on the edge of a cliff, well, actually I’m over the edge as I am dangling dangerously above an abyss that seems limitless – all I can make out as I nervously … More Bi-Weekly-Something Loss | The Purple Parachute
outstandingall I ever wanted to befrom the same makebut to a different degree I can’t accept myselfas one of the othersbecause I am my own daffodilstrying to become roses redthe same soil their basetheir growth differing as yet I can’t accept myselfas a rose or a daffodilbecause I am a poppy Elle Vampa – Outstanding … More Sleeploss Becomes Her
nothingchanges, all remains equally dull and excruciatingly desperate, grey days blending into black neverfinding a way out, change my style of breathing for the better, finding hope in what was lost, trying too hard to become new in old ways nowherecan I find the door that leads to the true me, locked inside, eager for … More Bi-Weekly Loss | 5 Reasons Why I (Still) Feel Like A Loser
even if allhope is deadin the endstart anew andtake a breathfeel aliveand say helloto 2025 Happy New Year everyone! Make 2025 the best one yet :) I’m pulling one over Life, as I’ve decided to write a book. Well, a collection of poems more like. It’s going to be called Solitude in Red and will … More Poem | Alive
hope is for the weakthe ones who should know betterthan to await change in desperationif life can’t get worse, hope it will get better hope is for the lazythe ones who should stop prayingto instead get up and fix their brokenif life can’t be friendly, hope it will get nicer hope is for the wickedthe … More ‘Tis The Season To Be Loser
broken and bruisedlike the boxthat carries giftstoo precious towrap in gold my rage coversup the humanpart of myselfI’m reluctant toreveal to you fear sorrow hurtfailure tears painall my badshidden in alayer of guilt a ribbon of rageconceals all there isso you won’t seethe vulnerability in me Elle Vampa How would you rate our service, on … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Feedback Is A Rage
too latesaid Lifeyou missedyour chanceand nowyour heartwill foreverbe mineand minealone Elle Vampa There are too many “should I’s” and “what ifs” to know where to begin. Is there a filter to put them in order, I wonder? Then again, would it matter? Should I have dated that one guy I didn’t really like when I … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Goodbye To Love
changeis comingwill pass byand not look twicebefore you retrace your stepsit strikes anew forit is comingaround againchange Elle Vampa Change. It’s making me exhausted. Here’s a list of recent rapid changes: Reading this list back brings back the exhaustion. I’ve got so many plans, emotions and worries, it’s a miracle I’m still standing. But I … More At A Loss For Change
The Day Before The bus is laden with good vibes all round yet I cannot help but stare out of the window, sulking. I thought I’d never need a bib again after my infancy, but here I am: on a bus driving through France, in order to pick one up. One that has my name … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Le Loser En Français
The first time I saw my father cry was when I was eleven years old. We were at the wake of my grandmother – his mother – and he cried. Naturally, of course. But I vividly remember realising that up until that moment, in that room, in that situation, I’d never seen him cry. Not … More Daddy’s Little Loser
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