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No you're not. No it didn't. No you don't. I can't handle that. I can't deal with you right now. You are ten years old. I'm sure you're just exaggerating, she's not that mean.
It's funny how life decides to teach you lessons in the hardest way, And that most of the time, you don't know what else you can do, think, or say. For the first time in a long time, I am finally starting to feel like me again,
Sunny days and sunny nightsI think about you all the timeEven when you’re not on my mindYou’re here in disguiseWho would’ve known that you could bring so much lightThen take away my sight Some might say it was rightBut only if you were mine So now
I am no longer going to let you get in my head and make me feel like there is something wrong with me, All because you can't see all of the potential that I have and all of the things that I can be.
I am broken in pieces, sitting behind my bedroom door, Trying to get myself to pick up the peices of my heart that are scattered all over the floor. You broke me in ways that I will never be able to understand,
I tell myself that I don't want anything more to do with you, But it is hard to convince yourself of that after everything that we have been through. I tell myself that I don't care whether or not you leave me on read,
Sometimes the best thing you can do is let go of what you know is no good for you, But, even though it is the best, it is also the hardest thing that you have to do.
For far too long now, I have been letting people get in my head and try and bring me down, But I am finally at the point where I am taking back control, and I am turning it all around.
I always thought that if you were the one to back down, it meant that you couldn't take it, And that if you were the one who chose to walk away, all it really meant that you decided to quit.
This back and fourth bullshit from you is something that I told myself I would never deal with, But I decided that when it comes to you, I can't deal with it anymore, and I have decided to plead the fifth.
I used to think that being alone was a bad thing, and that you need others to have fun, But as I am getting older, I am realizing that you don't need anyone else to get things done.
I used to think that being alone was a bad thing, and that you need others to have fun, But as I am getting older, I am realizing that you don't need anyone else to get things done.
I didn't want to admit it, but I cried myself to sleep every night this week because of you, And I know that it is going to continue, no matter what I try and do.
Picking petals off English daisies Never felt this lazy Sitting beneath autumn-colored trees The view is shady Watching friends frolic, dogs crashing into piled leaves My mind is hazy
As I have gotten older, I realized a couple of things about who I am, And that is that I tend to leave a lot of how I feel about myself to other people, but I am really tired of giving a damn.
I always thought that being alone was a sad thing, But that was before I knew about all the joy that it could bring. As time has gone on, I have gotten more and more used to being alone,
Sometimes things don't always work out the way that we had planned, And sometimes these things that are falling apart start to get you, and it gets to the point where you feel like you can't even stand.
Sometimes moving on can be one of the scariest things that you force yourself to do, But it is the only way that you can move on and try to see things through.
It has taken me some time to realize that there are two parts of your body that will always be at war with one another, And it seems like no matter how hard you try, they will never agree with each other.
It took me a long time to realize that no matter what you do, you can not please everyone, And that you will only drive yourself crazy trying to accomplish this because it is a task that will never be done.
It took me a long time to realize that there is only so much that you can blame others for, And that if you want to change your life, it is up to you to be the one to close that door.
It took me a long time to realize how much holding on to the past destroys you, Because you never allow yourself to see things from another point of view.
It took me a long time to realize how much holding on to the past destroys you, Because you never allow yourself to see things from another point of view.
It took me a long time to realize, but I have finally learned a lot about you, And that even though I thought you were different, your actions told me that you areexactly the same by the things that you do.
A thousand paper cuts cover my fingers,From flipping through the pages of this book.Of our book.The book we wrote together,Page by page,Day by day.
It was 11pm in the beginning of February. There was a group text. It was like the universe aligned.Months of friendship and flirting,Until you finally won my affection.
It took 10 years to teach myself how to breathe again How to live without pretending that’s what I was doing To stop allowing myself to die quietly As to not inconvenience the neighbors
When the rain stops And the sun drops Below the horizon line Do not forget the time we shared Or how I held your hand in mine But when the sun shines In your lovers eyes
I carry your smile to school every single day remembering the warmth it would grant me and all those around you even when the clouds loomed darkly you would always find a way to make us smile.
How do you win the same battle when you don't think that you have anymore fight? And when it seems like you have to give up because it seems like you can't do anything right?
I know that I am my home but I wanted YOU to be my home I laid the groundwork for my nest I collected the pebbles and bits of paper I gathered my hopes and my dreams and laid them at your feet
I can’t help but feel That I will never stop writing About this feeling That I will never stop feeling This in love And this unloved At the same time It’s an emotion
I'm ok now.Mostly, that is.I still think about you.Sometimes it feels like you never left:Stalking the fringes of my dreams.
Why is it that it is so easy to forgive other people, but we I have such a hard time forgiving me? That I give myself one chance to get something right, but I give others two chances; sometimes I even give them three.
Foggy haze, cloudy days, rain drizzled from the sky. Todays a good day, no need to get caught up in the why’s. I’m grateful for this day, yesterday, and I pray to see tomorrow.
How, why, what, is this real, for real. This wasnt apart of the deal. For you I would rob, steal, even kill at will. I want to get off this ride, going in circles like a ferris wheel.
(INTRODUCTION) (Skip below to read a description of my mom to help understand the poems.) The next 6 poems I write are about my mom. My mom passed away when
I'm not the girl you remember, a mean face, but submissive, nice to most, & sweet. I tossed her to the wolves, no eviction notice, they ate her alive, fresh meat, bona petit.
Sitting alone in a dark room Wondering if everything that happened was true As the silence grows stronger and my heart beats faster I'm now laying down, lost and confused
couldn't you have waited just a little bit longer? I only wanted a chance to say goodbye
after all you have done to hurt me i wish you nothing but peace and the last thing you will ever get from me
Just as it started, it’s all ending. Coming to a close. Curtain call is starting soon. Apologies and Wishful Dreams. Glass Hearts on Pillars.
it feels so easy to let the world slip away. old friends pass like water through shriveled fingertips on aching, time-shorn hands. the evergreen forest outside brick walls
How to die without dying: Learn something new change your name change your wardrobe give take cut strings
It’s time I’m about to get my shit together I’m going to do what I want to do You can shout your words at me But your words don’t feed me
She stared into the sky above her with a fire in her eyes Days, weeks, months had passed since that day After hours sat by a window watching the rain floating heavy to the ground
i still remember the feeling of your hand holding onto mine our fingers intertwined i miss our silliness as we tickled each other and laughed together or when you put you arm around me
Of All The Things That I Miss I miss the nails on the back porch The worms in the lawn I miss the stables by your house
I live, I live, I live. I don’t want to be that girl. I don’t want to hear them sing.
An endless cacophony of meaningless noise. As seen in every answer she writes, Ink puddling on the page margins.
Dear Father, You were there for my birth At least I think you were But that’s about it You saw me growing up But I would rarely see you
You’ll never let me go. I understand that. You have pride, beliefs, things that keep you from leaving me alone to fend for myself,
Memories created are stored in the colors of sky and sea, grass and kitchen counter. Feelings of music and pain are stored in the apple-scented air and sweet breeze of the place I used to be.
I could never get rid of you The way you smiled How you laughed, the short chuckle that would follow after Your comforting stare
while you are out here, striving and thriving, i am trying to stop myself from continually colliding into you. i wish i didn't love you as much as i do, i wish this was easier for me to articulate.
exhale its over stress is out the door the floor is freedom i walk proudly to the next chapter in life almost as if peace had a scent i’m attached my time has come
Peter Pan, Peter Pan, why won't you take me back?Growing up has just turned everything black. Peter Pan, Peter Pan, this has to be a mixup,I simply never wanted to grow up.
Leaves Falling away from their home Some with struggling grip on the emptiness around them. God wishing to turn over anew,
The reflection in the pond of the five flowers that bloomed on the bank displayed like towers to my floor level frame. Surrounded by the dirt and decomposed, and the water swamping my sorrowed leaves
Heart Breaking Tear Inducing My world stopped when you left Sleepless Nights Numb Feelings I couldn’t pick myself back up I wanted to forget I wanted to stop existing All together
I balanced my back Flat. In looong grass. Felt the tickle of butterflies landing on my tummy And with the dandelions that sway in the field
You’re stuck in my mind, Your old laugh, Your smile Things I can’t leave behind It’s impossible to say I’m happy
She told me with a red face. Our silent rage crackled around us like lightning in the rumble before the rain. I heard her whisper- through her teeth,
It was him who found me. The giant with the calloused palms I was simply a form Clumsy in my gargantuan new body Horns piercing from my back;
You told me I was your little pearl. Glimmering and white, Pure and loved, A beauty to beat the rising sun. I was naïve and innocent,
In the death of your naive bravado, You held all your tears and grudges, But honey, it’s time to let them go. With the murder of your trust,
It's easy to forget, you know? That time can pass when you aren't paying attention And suddenly, your little sister says she likes that boy, And your little brother is taller than you are,
Honestly, I fell for you; I fell for you hard, like nothing else mattered. You were on my mind day and night and everything in between;
Desiring some kind of unspoken fantasy, Destined to remain idle, for what cna be done? Wretched, diseased, fangs clawing from the inside out. Eager to get a taste of something shiny and new.
Do you ever miss a moment Before it's over? Or a person Before you leave them? Do you ever miss a place While you're still there? Or a feeling Before it's gone?
I am at a loss For words For thought This loss Too much Too soon To process My loss Your loss
Tired bone and sorrowed hand, Make of thee all that you can. Build thy life of hope and tear, Of all thy love and all thy fear.
I could hear the wind, rustling through your veins, when you opened your mouth and the gnarled wings of a hummingbird fell out. I could taste the regret,
deep breath, deeper, deeper yet, deeper than the ocean of your eyes that keep calling me home, calling me back back to the
I don't know where to start. You’re the downside to up. You can make a happy man frown. You’re the bad side of good. Where sin and worry are present, you are there. I loved you,
Night so young, Innocently, Just out of teens, Bravely. First time in a club, Not so easy, Try to look relaxed, Getting typsy. Music in our ears, Start dancing,
waves of desire. stormy days and his ocean eyes, and a world of hurt being left to decipher what I did I did wrong, what put me so far away from what I wanted even after I wrote you a song
Wild & Crazy, Names given to me, Growing up this, Apple scrumping and fighting, No support in the family. Divord parents immediately, First in the playground, totally,
Making moves honestly, Criminal Past, Unashamedly, Back to front, Identity. Find oneself, Completely, Letting go of things, Easily. Getting clear in my head,
Mentor. It was the one word I felt I could call you. Our bond was too strong for "teacher" Friendship a forbidden term Mentor was the only word fitting. Savior.
Where Blue Meets Blue
Now I'm packing up my things, From the space where our hearts overlapped. You've left a few items I know that you'll be back. I'm not going to be there You can have my key, I'm leaving this place
17, the first time, Huge lower back pain, Great agony, Wanting to stay in bed, an eternity. Exhaustion followed, Many days that passed, Concentrate on nothing, How long would it last?
I know it's not right, Know it's not fair, Make a decision, Don't seem to wear. Consider myself a good soul, Liked by all, Friendships a many, Often the last to call.
Online match, We both swiped right, Could of been left, Sigh, I didn't see the catch. Meeting for first drink, Totaly mystery, Nerves, anxious, and misery, Absolute pure clarity.
At first the illusion is good and proper, promises a many, it is hard not to faulter. Time ticks by and the terms comes through, wow this is expensive, but we will make a lot of money too.
It started out oh so long ago, the fog behind leaves a clue, but not something resolute. The times of the day were directed by the signs, yet those favoured the unfortunate working class towns .
Walking around all day, feeling like shit. The night before was difficult, whilst laying on my pit. I lie down at night, feeling totally spent. An hour or two quickly passes by and then wide awake again.
I see it over there on the horizon and dread what it is to come. Knowing there is no escaping makes me feel all numb. Oh why on why do I feel this way, I thought I got help.
Will this madness ever subside, Really am not so sure. Many a times I've tried to relax, Only to whack the living room door. Really need to get some sleep, What is it I need to do?
I mean 'no' when I say 'yes', Compulsion to give myself away, Conversely not, Get what I truly want. Don't feel whole, Desire for love, Seeking it in the worse places,
I'm not starving like most of Africa, or trying to flea its war torn borders. There is no looking out of a single celled room, an externally locked door, and a four barred window. This isn't my reality.
You're you and I’m me There’s no one else I’d want you to be Why can’t you say the same of me I came flying out You came crashing down
their words were building blocks,stacking one, by one,by one, on my chestat first,
Anterior View of a Fragile Abdomen By Emma Roy Inspired by Monica Ong documentary poetry “Silent Anatomies” ***Please note the media attached is the original version of the poem
The sunlight echoes across the room in waves. We said goodbye; they left down the callow way. Later, after fizzy breath and Valentine thoughts,
Our comet. It was a sign. As we sat there under the starry night sky, talking about life and our future together, it was a sign. The breeze was cool and the sky was clear and everything in the world seemed absolutely perfect.
I thought you’d smell like butterflies- like the tip of a lollipop-stained tongue, baby’s breath and bleached teeth- so I inhaled you like a pixie stick and
Tina, my bathroom won’t smell like your hairspray and I won’t hear your thunder in someone else’s voice but if your heart chooses to grow, I hope you’ll come to know
they way that poems speak; had once spoken to me, it said, "ain't your time to leave" don't worry you'll pull through, you still got air to breath. but we've got work to do to get you on your feet
Embark on a journey to nowhere and find it easily. Now look up the side of a mountain and be blinded "Rage Rage against the dying of the light"-Dylan Thomas. I covered my eyes and was brought to a familiar dark sky.
Dear Angelique, You’ve been on my mind for quite some time. When we last spoke, I don’t recall. I anticipate your presence,
Dear Demons, I believe that passion and fury are equivalent to playing with fire. That these fires are unforgiving, and inextinguishable. In fact, I just so happen to be a pyromaniac.
Dear Trauma, my constant companion, We got together ten years ago it's hard to forget. You help me, remind me to be careful. Not to trust men who smile so kindly. If I have you with me
Dear twenty-seventeen there's a lot of things you showed me like how time can move so slowly then get faster than you'd like there's a lot of things that happened like my highschool days at home
Next month will be a year since we been broken up. But every time I look at you old feelings get woken up. I finally have the girlfriend I think I've always wanted. But how can I fully be happy if in my thoughts you've haunted. I'm not saying I wa
I had all of you, Most of you. Loving you, Close to you. You meant the most to me
I write in gray No hands when I drive Blur my eyes until streetlights And stars look alike I take the long road home To breathe and clear my mind It's hard to fall asleep
Covered in a fury of flames,And subsequent smoke,I called for some water to quench myparched self.So you,My beautiful,Last signal flare,guided me to your outstretched arms.You became my oceanOf loveAnd shallow devotion.I grasped for your hand,Sear
you say you wish you could be happier but do you really try or do you ponder on the past refusing to break the chain that wrapped around your ankle
Even through my thick skin When wits should fit, no quick send Though I won’t miss your shit friends That night, I met my wit’s end Maybe my intent had its rest in The tent I’ve pretended to pitch, in
An aftertnoon stroll has me walking by houses, with doors that let me back into realities I used to know. Run down homes with doors whose screens are coming off the hinges, with doors that
I burn the pages of my oldest notebooks, erasing the ages that have passed me by. I remember the old days, and cheerful jokes told paired with a longing gaze, and my calloused fingertips.
I have trusted you with all my own, you leave me laying all alone. I cannot bear to keep in mind what you did to your own kind. I did nothing wrong, but you think I caused it all.
Dear Passat, Or should I say Piss Ant- You left as fast as you came, but aged, as though every wheel rotation was the mark of a century. I wasn't the first to own you,
i thought i loved You In truth my actions showed my fear of losing You and my want for Your affections
“This is it.” Society breathes, “This is all you need. This man, This husband, he will tell you who you should be.” Roses and
Text me when you're home Safely Did you eat? I can buy you something Gave you all my love All I could give But what I couldn't do was Forgive
Because I love you, I am patient Waiting as you ramble about things I don’t care about I am patient as I wait for you to message me
I used to obsess about my books being perpendicular on the night stand; that was of course before you found your way into my life.
One year. So much And yet, nothing Lose my life Lose my mind Lose my friends Lose myself. Move.
Written October 22, 2017 Although your chest kisses mine And our thighs are intertwined, I can feel it spewing from your lips. THIS IS what they speak of
Time is a soft and gentle mother, who puts a steady hand on the small of your broken back and whispers, "It's time to move on, sweetheart," and for once, you can actually listen.
My body is cold. My fingers, frostbitten and blue. The hairs on my arms protrude upwards, bumps litter my sugary skin. I see each breath I take fogging the air and the window in front of me.
I am afraid Of you? of course not. Of me I am afraid That I will possess you and not just caress you. Who am I to think That you are mine And noone elses,
he looked me in the eyes and told me please don't cry "it was only this one time i'd never re-commit this crime" it's been three years since still every time i hear his name, i wince
I stand alone here in this empty room, watching people pass by the windows and watching them live. Each one of them i watch yet only one stands out to me,
I love him. I say in my head. Over and over. I love him. Of course I love him. Why wouldn't I love him? There's no one better. I'll never find anyone better. I don't deserve any better.
Mom and I were going to leave for the suburbs. I knew. My cousins didn't. Leah and Logan skipped school that day. I partially convinced Leah. Logan was indifferent. They hid from the bus.
I'll leave you the love I held for you under our empty bed, next to the rear-view mirror that once held a picture of our smiles. I'll leave you the lingering feeling you once gave me
Rotten Core. That's what I found of you the one I adore. Adored. Once you came to my house with that apple, Charming, your smile full of esctacy
When you first took that step from me, I held my breathe to see if you would leave. Even I could see, that after our break, our love was no longer free. Heartache and tears. Contempt and fears.
Maybe we don't have to know; What's there to come in the future. And maybe ten years after everything We'll stumble upon each other again, laughing about how we broke each other's heart. Love,
I don't ache as much as I used to my bones are stronger and my soul is too memories don't suffocate me anymore I can think of what used to be and I'm still able to breathe.
The simply complexiteyof eating strawberries onHis kitchen counter,on the one night I had the chanceto lie in His bed,In the pure bliss ofsexual tension and spiritual connection.
Thought I could stay,That what I felt as strong enough that I would'nt feel like walking away.Thought I could stop this;All my doubts,But they keep me up at night,Trying to win this ceaseless war,
one Sometimes, there are last Christmases, last birthdays, last goodbyes. And sometimes, you don't know that that's what they are until they've gone by. two
Everyday Ι walk over similar roads, And in every way the same memories replay. As my feet bring me to the places, my mind brings me to other times. Back then, and today
It's been a long four years, each dwindling to an end a little faster than before.My last may be my last but it's all still just a first,Years and months of friends and then none.
I started out the year very unhappy.
There are many times I have wished to go back, to change the past. Should’ve said this, Should’ve done that. The list goes on and on… But this is not a movie, And I don’t have a time machine.
I wish I was harsh like the denial letter from a school. I wish I was bitter like a friend scorned. I wish I could sting even just half as bad as that whiskey you constantly down. I wish I was rough
There are days when, unbidden and unsought, memories surrounding you enter my thoughts.
In my heart I’ll remember the spring trees and the taste of fruit early in the morning before the sun rises, high in the sky, and paints the world with color.
I was a little brat. I threw tantrums. I hit, bit, and scratched. I didn't care about others. I only thought about myself. I loved myself. I am alone. I isolate myself.
I greet the day begrudgingly. The sunlight pools in my eyes like tears. It streams down my face and no matter how much I rub it does not come off.
I remember my first A story about hidden pain A story about the desperate cries I remember my first Because then, I had nothing to gain I found my mind devouring the paper
To you I am just a guy, A guy from whose cup you sipped bitterness, With whom you shared a bed of loneliness. From whose plate you ate pain, To you I am just a guy, Out of whose tongue deception oozes.
"I hope you always find a reason to smile. "-Anonymous In the events that occurred I hope you find what you've been missing
Burning bridges is dangerous. It means an ultimatum, A point of no return. Once a bridge is burned, You can never cross again. Build a new bridge in its place, yes, But that first bridge is gone forever.
If you compared her to a fire You’d find they’re much the same Her heart too hot to touch The fire too wild to tame
I kept Looking back For a familiar Face and voice That smiled And cheered me on It hurt for so long When I looked back To see hesitance And eyes looked away It pained me
The strong voice That proclaims That I won't give up Has withered Into a whisper That mumbles I want to live And people will talk People will point There will be laughs
I lost myself. Why? Why do you do this to me? Constantly blinding my eyes, clouding my mentality, forcing my heart to beat faster. Why? Why do you allow this to happen?
Do you Ever feel Like you're Drowning Like the Sun Has stopped Shining Do you ever Feel the darkness Eat away at you All the while Everything
Breaths puff out In the cold chilly air Frost dies underneath And you don't care You try to breathe You lift your feet To take a step On that very long Staircase And you're gone
They smile Well-meaning intentions But how it hurts Your brow furrows You frown At the impudence You speak as if You know me well But knowing me As a child Does not mean
It's gone It's past It won't come back It's dead It's faded There's a crack In what once was But now isn't Anymore It was open But now The door Is closed
Beautiful lies But once it turns Into truth It's ugly And painful I trusted you With my bare heart And even though I gave support And encouragement When I prayed
Ever so still Breathing slowly In and out But nothing At all Seems to come From your heart Icy frozen Deep inside Nothing breaks The hard shell Inside is air
A mountain to climb, an emotional high A divot in our path, and suddenly we crash Into the ocean, drowning in waves I lie in bed, pleading for you to stay A sky to navigate The Great Unknown
A sigh escapes Heart growing cold Tears squeezed out But nothing matters Not at the moment Everything is gone Your life is a lie Or so it seems But no energy Is left behind
See now it is over you are with him I must give up and have hope for something else move on move on move on you have potential move on your mind must belong to yourself
It’s funny to think of yourself in pieces When the shatter has since become a distant memory
Its been a long time coming,An that has gotta be known.That man's a Red Tornado;My broken heart he has thrown.
Whatever. Whatever you say. Whatever, I don't care... Whatever that--whatever--means, he can't be bothered to care. "Whatever" he said. ARGH! Just makes me want to pull at my hair
I never felt safer laying in his arms, seemed like a story. My happy place I never felt more in love listening to his stories, living in a fairy tale. My happy place
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.I say it in my head again.Again. Out loud. But just above a whisper.Repeat it again in the shower. It gets lost in the melody.Mixing in the steam in the background.
I've been broken and battered Shaken and shattered I've been waiting for patience By God… I wish life was more gracious I had lost my way and couldn't see the light
I hope I always remember
To the girl that looks in the mirror, Your thoughts are in the wind you can’t catch them with your net, you only tie them with your sin.
When I was young I blew up a balloon Shiny and perfect like a cartoon, I tied it’s string to my wrist, strong and new Fearing it would leave when the wind blew. Like my shadow it followed beside
so glad this happened I am so happy for you I'm just in shock is all I'm not laughing I don't think it's funny these are not happy tears a heart cannot break
As sitting alone lets me silently ponder, Only does one such I start to wonder What might have been, or what could still be… Neither’s the answer to what I should see. Remember a time when I could see future
i am in love with the memories of being in love with good morning texts and good night lullabies
Just say it. say what your really think. I'm a... bitch flirt control freak annoying brat spoiled severly OCD, boring girl crazy, type A,
you always called me pretty
No regrets No words to explain my thoughts, my feelings, my words. Word’s I use to describe us
I’ve begun to realize the strength of the human spirit. How much pure tenacity it takes to decide to continue. I've begun to realize that I’m more than a brain,
Metamorphosis; The process of transformation from an immature form to an adult form In two or more stages. Metamorphosis; maturity. Caterpillars that eat their knowledge out of Milkweeds
You were my second chance or so I thought
My mind keeps replaying the mornings when i'd wake up with you on my mind. 2 hours away getting ready, to look good--for you getting butterflies in my stomach
All hopes are shattered The damage is done and wounds, fresh Time to cut all ties
I see a lot of women do this: They make their way down A flight of stairs,
I could imagine us all alone Hand in hand, just me and you
Now, I can see. I can see myself, now, The way you always seemed to see me: Down on my knees, head touching the ground. My friends never wanted to be me. But, as I walk, now, head out of the clouds,
I'm sitting in the break room, trying to be alone... reflecting on my past ; bitter because it's made me different Yes, I have regrets and remembering adds salt to the wound
The other day she sat beside him for the first time in months She watched his eyes brighten at the thought of his new life without her But the way he sat on his hands told her he was fighting the urge to touch her cheek
There are some things that slowly but surely cease to exist
Sometimes we find ourselves in a very dark place.
take my hand and set me free, from this dream of you and me. Promise me one simple thing, but where to start, where to begin? maybe a hello, or maybe goodbye maybe some simple question,
Today would be memories of our journey Together and apart, Of struggles and triumphs over brokenness and unworthiness… Today would be sweet nothings funny stories soft kisses strong embraces…
Shut your mouth and listen to what it is I have to say I will take you all back on that specific day I was laying in my room listening to the two of you argue
They came floating down The River Wilson, their final destination Lake Walt. I stood by the bank, as a small child. What were they?
I miss the world I once knew.
It's not your fault I'm afraid of the sea Even though I ache for the open air and the salty breeze I haven't escaped the shipwrecks on the shore Some never had the chance to sail
Love is unbearable it would be terrible. Feeling the pain believing he has something to gain.
Our life is full of lies and misconception My presentation of myself is a lie if only if someone can look behind my smiles into my lonely heart if only if someone can tear down my walls once more
It's YOU! It's always been YOU! The one I run to when my life is a mess The one that with a single smile kills all of my stree Your the curve in my smile, the glow in my skin
I remember waking up in the middle of the night.
When you've fallen your arms detach from your body the only thing that isn't numb is your sore heart wet fingers caress your cheeks and soak in your hair nothing else matters and everythings distant
"Forgiveness settles it all" they say
When I was just a wee young thing,I was taught life's lesson well
when we leave this place that we call home what will be left behind?
4 years old,
You're all that's ran through her mind, overthinking and lack of sleep, What was it about you that captivated her? Why was she in so deep? Two years ago she was different,
She doesn’t love me the way I love her.She baited me like a fish on a lure,and I fell for every line.Now I’m stranded here by the wayside.
In my place I am alone but not lonely I am the wind and my friends are the trees,
Of the anger I felt, The pain deep inside, The hopes that you dashed, The need to hide, The time I gave, The life we made, The kisses we shared, The games we played, The tender embraces,
I met him in the city of angels
I've come to realize
It started in the cool winter night Under the moon and stars Surrounded by light. Time stopped as the world spun the center of the universe where the two became one.
My love You have come Without words Tongue less in the night You see me but I cant I've been bestowed a couple of times but never by a goddess Your crippled hands stretch
A broken heart and shattered dreams Left this man wandering
Every time I finally start to overcome
I am bittersweet, Bittersweet and scared. I am unable to let go Of all my fears. Interested in the journey, But very wary of the road, I'm worried by upcoming decisions
Love.Oh why the painnnnThat you have caused me.Just a curse, scars on my body.Broke me down too my knees,
My veins are running dry now,But I’ll try to write this one out.I’ll express the things I thinkWith what’s left of this ink.
I was quick to loose that respect for you only cause I realized it was respect you didn't deserve. At one point you were on a pedastal so high, that everyone else was below you, to me.
They complain when i talk about my problems Where can I be free? Here I guess- if you don't mind I will express myself. It's been awhile now, In fact it's been too long.
She sits there, she's pondering.
Not all scars show, and not all wounds heal Sometimes you can't see the pain that others feel Not all lies are false and not all truths are real Sometimes lies are necessary to help you deal
Y’know that story about shells from the ocean My mom used to tell me to hold them to my ear There’s nothing to fear she would say No crabs or little monsters today
Girls will be girls
I've dreams of where nothing but joy, love, and knowledge exist. Followed by a sudden wake and a burst of reality. The crop that you grow is the one that you step on. You may not see it, may not acknowledge what you do.
I have red lips from blood
Brown like a beautiful book of stories. Everything you told me. In this life I thought I would believe. A romance, a sparkle and a diamond ring. For that moment we were together. I thought that you would be.
Disability. The lack of an ability. A table with a missing leg.
It was during those 547 days with you When I unknowingly conformed to the ideals Of a perfect girlfriend. At least that's what you told me: That I was "perfect". Consequently, I began to feel
Do you ever meet someone who is breath in your lungs?
It's time to let go and let God, literally you're blind without faith cause it's the source in which you see, it leads your intuition and utilizes ambition, faith creates an image so we can imitate Jesus,
It's kind of beautiful how the clouds float together Folding into an oblivion it's even more beautiful here with your head lying back On my knees I listen to your eyes, Because they make everything so real
The Cycle Pain keeps us afloat. Pain keeps us sane. It allows us to feel something. Without pain, there is no love. Without love, there is no sacrifice.
Connections I make The faces I take for granted Moving with purpose Showing only surface gestures Of good will I hope to fill a void Every step brings me further
You messed up not me you lost a great thing not me you're the one who's alone and crying,not me So don't try to compensate now, for the things you did then
I wanted you to be that person I trusted you to be that person The one who won't break my heart and make me cry The one I could depend on to never lie But my expectations were to high it seems
I still think about you I never stopped. Saw no reason to, I guess.
When I first met you
Curly brown hair, Messy in a wonderful kind of way. Green eyes, my favorite color. Tall and lean and oh, That smile. That dimpled smile. That smile that made it all seem alright
Tock Tock Wash your hands. Remember: paper, lines, game. Paper: history, English O. Did I lock my car? Memorize your lines Rehearsal rehearsal rehearsal.
Caught off guard; Shock held silent grip; A few sniffles emerged; Red cups in a fence with a bouquet Spelling the words RIP Spez. For the first time Teachers sobed openly in front
Dominicana. Y gringa. Decidete. So I am both.
What this money means to me Is that one day I'll succeed I'll succeed to achieve my dreams
These days feel like half-empty sheets of paper and I don't have enough ink in my pen My coffee has gone cold but I continue drinking, because drinking is a nervous habit of mine
Alone the rain is not your friend It soaks your coat and taps your head Your feet grow cold and you fill with dread
When all is lost And you think it’s over Don’t forget to look over your shoulder I will be there
We started with a "hey" We ended in "good bye" You left me on the floor Pretending I'm fine But you left me out to dry And all you had were lies I think about you everyday
When you start off young you see yourselfan astronaut among the starsor driving in all the fancy cars. You never know what mess you’ll get in
Sometimes I can't breathe When you're walking next to me. Sometimes you just have to take a chance and just say 'Hello'. You smile at me and I smile back,
I didn’t fall in love I saw him and I fell on my face Arse over tit, head over heels Tumbling over my handlebars and headlong into something that I didn’t understand but that he did I did not fall in love
i loved you in the curve of your upper lip budding laugh lines at the edge of your eyes. i loved you in the swell of your lower lip against my own and in the stories the pads of
I thought it was a thing but it was just a fling,truely it was games played by a player. Thought I made myself clear about trust being dear.
What we had lives only in memories in my heart in my soul, in my mind.What we had is gone,gone,echoed only in our shadows.Gone from the light
I only see you in my dreams though I look for you always when I'm walking down the street and in every crowd I look out hoping to see your face (dreading actually seeing you,
If you really cared you'd wonder: where'd I been? How I was doing? Just what the hell happened that I dropped off the side of the earth?
He reads his words. I listen to them, Ponder them, Then give feedback. We discuss his artwork, How he expresses himself, And I try to tell him How they affected me.
From this distance, The outline of her is only visible. Time has made a small impact, But her coldness has caused the gap I call her name, Only to see her respond to another.
If you had listened You would've known That I wishing for you But you never listened Because you thought You didn't have to I told you everything On my mind But you should know
Dad, where are you? Why aren’t you here?
My fingers have froze the tips are bleeding a gentle stream of flowing red blood. Everything I love is slowly fading away or frozen in time within my mind.
My toes dig deep Deep into the water drenched dirt
Reaching out, gripping your hand with mine, Muscles stretching, tendons straining to hold on. My grip is starting to slip away; I Won't Let Go. Your memories entrenched within my mind,
maybe it's better this way maybe my self respect will transition from an oak relying on your rain to a cactus growing toward her sun because i know she won't be bitter
My life's movin' on. New decisions, thus made. The scars from first love and first sorrow Are gettin' better each day. Rays of sunshine drop in. Past my desolate days. I'm runnin' and comin'
Your name was once an omenA sacred prayer sent up to heavenThat set the sky ablazeIn your luminescent glory
Forget this town.Now I remember why I left.I don't need you now. Maybe this is a sign.You might have beenjust a phase to me. Getting over youwon't be easy.It'll take time.
thanks again for feeding a child grownwith your acid samplesand gold-flakes. good-to-know there's time after allin the day.
I try to move on the the future, and forget about my past, I don't' wanna waste my life away so fast, you say i have a heart so strong, so everything I have done wasn't all wrong? I have made my mistakes, So I try to forget about the pointless he
when i was little, i was lonelyi looked for people like me -i found you, and you were greatfor a while at least.
I am not a girl Who loses her head over- Some boy- who smiles at her- just so. You caught me by suprise An emotional accident, anomaly
Kindness, integrity and respect With the heart of shear compassion and determination Giving up will never be an option But failing will not be shameful
Pain, the wound created out of events that life has burdened upon you. Experience, the wound healed and turned to nothing, but a scar only to be vaguely remembered.
The heart-wrenching news you tell me nowadays Is stored in the latched box of my distant mind; it decays Into my deepest and darkest ponders, And upon reminder is where this distraction wanders.
I want to know who I am I thought I was you…that buried deep inside my soul somewhere lied an essence as pure as yours, not tainted by the neurosis
It's hard to be erased. A whole chapter of my life a waste. You fell at a different pace. So now, tears are all I can taste. I saved your pictures, just in case, Although, I have memorized your face.
I long for a chance to know you again, the way I used to.. To know the dark echoes of your heart, and the pools of light that filled your eyes. I wish I could drown in your self loathing
It’s 3am and I can hear myself breathing but I’m questioning the breaths. What if I told you that I’m not really here? I am just a blurry vision in the mirror where I slice my wrists and hold them up to God.
I drift I never touch the surface I never touch the sky I am in between heaven and hell Glory and guts Existence and death. Where I am Shifts suddenly I am on top
As the wind whips within my face. The cold sharp agonizing pain brings memories of disgrace.
Even flowers that give the sweetest scent Must one day wither away. But will you remember how strong they stood Before their ultimate decay? The future seems full of many days
I'm tearing down the tower where you once lived in the castle of my heart. I'm gonna use all the stones, you won't get any part of the walls, ceiling, or floor. The new tower will be better;
The first step can be the longest. When you want to forget someone. The first step can be challenging. When you feel as if you could never forget them. The first step can be the hardest. When you want to tell them everything. Let them now.
Do you know the difference? It's your new-found lack of interest The way we used to speak, About this life, That romantic time at Miller creek, You made me feel so much alive,
(poems go here)Things come and go, We sit and stare out the window. Thinking what we’ll miss, And would it be different if we hadn’t kiss. One day there, here, and the next gone,
> Forever mine, > Forever yours: > words littered on > innocent shores. > > Those promises > collapsed by waves, > when washed away, > they've carved our graves.
I let you go a little more each dayI guess it's better that way.Losing you all at once bewilders my soulRipping away a part from a whole.Hey, best friendThought I knew you so well
I have forgotten the way we loved with salt still on our skin,* but not every secret hurt. Blocked out the image of the stained blood color of your lips against her pale parts, the sweetness
Don't try to explain yourself I know the truth I never want to be by myself never wanted to hurt you.
Letters of blue, background of gray. A forlorn hue, a fading day. Memories made, memories lost. Characters built, companions cost. Childhood gone, in body for sure. Maturity's con,
To travel that yonder highway A dream I once had To travel to that far away place Of familiarity and known I ponder of when I will go I do not care where Only that it is far away from there
Memory let your montage play in the theater of my mind to an audience of one. Clips and pieces, images with sounds: they scatter on the screen as shape is taken and form is whole,
I once knew of a girl, Roaming and young, Who closed her eyes when it rained, And envied the sun.
You only held me back. Clipped my wings so I couldn't fly. Well look at me now. Soaring way up high and flying free. You'll never again take that away from me.
The more I look, the more I see, you never wanted me for me. You only wanted what I was not, well congratulations that's what you got. The more I listen, the more I know.
To see everything else Oh, when will it be The home the love Come with me I read I learn I dream of it all The friends the words Come with me
Out of Sight. Out of Mind. sometimes it’s hard to find the paradise I had in mind I fight with all my might and I’m still here. You’re still there. Out of Sight. Still in Mind.
Champagne corks are popping, everyone's wishing you luck on your way. You're leaving this life behind you, at least for a little while. This set of people, these familiar sights and smells gone in a day.
Sitting here waiting buzzzz You text me, “Be right down” “Be right down” turns into Searching for a song on the radio -night radio ….waiting buzzzz