Akratiisalive - Mad Heart, Be Brave

on his day and mine

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Consent

Consent is what calls for untoward

When we lose our minds

In hopes of not losing them;

It rights people to perform harshness

With grace, and turn the blame on us.

Consent is nothing but a web

Of lies and unjustness,

Felt heavy at the moment.

It's nice to ask

but never to approve.

It's a web, again.

A web of the unconscious in

the moment of liveliness

- @akratiisalive

oh my god thank you so much for thinking of my art like that you’re such a sweet soul hugging you rn💗

I wanna straight up absorb some of y’all’s art styles into my cerebral cortex via osmosis

hi! can you add me to the taglist? i love your work sm!

hey! thank you so much so glad u enjoy reading it! would love to add you 💗

the faces on cardboard stand so still, so stubborn;

some crooked, grinning, others flushed, skinny.

they perch so distinct yet so similar. so alive in the moment, dead soon after.

what do they say about the bodies they are attached to?

how spontaneous but motionless, such misdirects they create!

some jaws clenched, some eyes flashing red;

they froze the moment but fabricating the abstract sense.

after some sixteen nights,

the bodies live vicariously through the stationary smirks,

touching each other’s arms, rejoicing in

the nihilistic environment they concocted once.

its been several years since they faced the flash,

they have propagated the boards, one for each soul.

now the memory serves only when one roams about the storeroom.

so they do, if roam not often, but once a month.

“the cardboard emits different reflections”, each mutters.

time changed their vision and their power to resist what it brought-

faces on cardboards stand so still, so stubborn,

some crooked, grinning, flushing fiendish forms.

- @akratiisalive

Trigger Warning: physical violence.

I'm so terrified. I have loved and unloved And it's not what I desired, it's just unjust. I have lived my sins And wept for good; I am a holy spirit in the world of blasphemous rules. I am plused and minused diurnally, Have been holding hands with ghosts, mentally. "Shut up and bang your head into the wall; a heart so strong will never get old." I stand for nothing, Immortality petrifies me. A heart so strong was never strong. To judge and build you cannot keep my sins. I'll cut my hands and bleed internally If that's what it takes to be holy and survive harmlessly. I will weep for the good until after you gauge out my eyes. If I showed you love you will die.

- @akratiisalive

hey guys! how are y’all? hope august is being nice to you. haven’t been able to post something in a while now because not sure what is happening with my writing. but don’t want this blog dying like me (literally sitting here, wrapped in a blanket with a bundle of tissue papers on either side because apparently u can catch severe cold in august!!!!). anyways, wanted to tell y’all that i’m very grateful for all the love that you have shown in these past months. love reading your tags in the reblogs. my heart just goes💓💓💓💓. would love to hear your questions, random stuff, poetry prompts or basically anything. my tag list requests are always open as well. drop by in the inbox/asks sometime! - akrati, xx

mother, o mother! by @akratiisalive, published in ayaskala magazine

hi!! I saw ur post and wanted to let u know that I enjoy ur writing sm and genuinely love when it pops up on my dash,,it’s always so touching and well-written and i fr find myself re-reading ur writing bc it’s so good :”)))) wishing u all the best and hope you get well soon!!!!

no im constantly enthralled by the positive energy u radiate over here! really hope u r doing good and love the way u write omg🙇🏻‍♀️💓💓so this coming from you is so wow. so grateful for you! love you<3