' 'fear' 'love' 'heartbreak' 'happiness' 'beauty' 'heart' 'selflove' 'loveyourself' 'relationships' 'pain
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Folded
The moment I laid eyes on you my heart jumped and my knees buckled I almost folded up like a lawn chair from the excitement in my gut
Seek.
Seeking you.
Seeking your love.
Seeking your touch.
Your touch.
Might be what hurts the most.
Running over my scars.
Opening up my wounds. Only to create more.
when I was thirteen years old,
I discovered the power of words.
not just in the philosophical sense,
not just in academic settings.
no, I discovered how deeply words can cut, deeper than the sharpest knife
Was this pain and torment and torture
Giving me the supplies I needed
To craft my own sistine chapel
Did you leaving
Cause my hands to grow brushes
I used to wallow in my pain, when I first started this fight.
I would lay and cry myself to sleep every night.
My present is far different from my past, and the world around me is moving so fast.
The muse.
It stems from the inside
When searched for outside.
The muse.
It is in the form
Not in the function.
The muse.
It is in the fancy
Rather than the facts.
Come closer, a strong flower
feel your thorns against my skin,
fragile touch to the strong winds,
reach for your strength in each touch,
such grace with each deadly look.
Tormented Pain fills the atmosphere as I await a tide of motion, my eyes are filled with tears that I struggle to hold back.
The pain and the struggle...They are just words.
It’s hard to feel them when you feel hurt
It's hard to relate when you don’t associate especially when your mind is in a different
I await the day you drown in your own sorrows
Your pain will drown you and suffocate you
the way you suffocated me
You will stop breathing unlike me
more alive than ever without your hands,
I feel all alone
Walking through the crowd
Heart is hard like stone
Everything is loud
Many is near
I scream until my chest hurt
Can anyone hear?
Do I have any worth?
To wake up is pain.
Divorce is not the only strain.
Depression, anxiety, it hits me like a train.
Bankruptcy, torture, is this all fun and games?
All I see and hear is her name.
-"All the fragment pieces I had to pick up from my heart.
Simply just to go back and relive the devistating pain that once tortured me.
I had to paint the picture blindly to not see any bad part os me.
I feel like I'm losing control
I just need you to hold me
I don't want to get back with you just need you to hold me
Kids running around screaming and crying relationship failing when you thought you was trying
sleepless nights long work hours killing you softly the strength of his powers
i tried to love you the way any daughter would
i tried to do everything
talk
yell
argue
counsel
hug
fake smile
talk
yell
argue
counsel
hug
He says I'm beautiful just by looking at the surface.
He says I'm perfect yet close his eyes to the scars on my body.
He compliments my smile yet fail to see its a disguise for my pain.
Meetig first time,
Exciting,
Meet halfway,
Compromising.
Get there before you do,
Mind starts wandering,
Think what to say,
Want to appear interesting.
You turn up,
I was finally starting to find myself love myself. Until you. I was planning a future for me where I could reach me where I could be me, and I wasn’t you.
I close my eyes and take a step
Right, left, right, left
My hand placed gently, my hip grasped
My right leg traps with the other,
My mind goes to rest
Right left right right
Find peace in the mist after it rains,
his shimmering blue eyes.
Find peace in your hearts aches and pains,
his breath taking smile.
Find peace in the warmth of your bed,
his cuddles at night.
You ripped my heart out of my chest
You threw it on the ground
And it shattered into a million pieces
You threw the pieces into a raging fire
And it turned into ash
You blew the ash into my eyes
The harsh spotlight causes my anxiety to tighten my chest; my voice waivers as I stand on stage to introduce my poem. My voice is weak, I feel as if I wanted to crumble into nothingness.
How many hearts have to break?
How many steps do I gotta take?
How many breaths, oh lord forsake?
Until I come home to meet my maker?
You’ve watched me struggle and watched me drown.
Love /ləv/- an intense feeling of deep affection
Love /ləv/- silence echoing outdoors as I lay eyes on you
Love /ləv/- our eyes lighting up as you spin me to class
Love /ləv/- handing you my heart to fix your broken one
I don't want to think about your huskey voice,
I don't want to think about the way you laughed,
I don't want to think about everything I loved about you.
I can't sit here and pretend that it didn't hurt when you left,
You are music. You are in all things. You started as fun. Not serious. Then you got me alone and you filled my ears and now you’re in my headspace. I can’t get you out. I memorized you. Your movements, your pace, your words.
I wonder what it’s like. I wonder if I’m different. I wonder if my thoughts aren’t other people’s thoughts. I wonder if there’s a reason I couldn’t have him. I wonder if there’s a reason why I can’t seem to find another him.
