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there is no such thing as
right person, wrong time
that’s just what i told myself to soften the blow of losing you
Bleeding hearts are left to break
Replaying memories from the past
Opening up was a mistake
Kindness and love never last.
Everyone continues to move on
Not one seems to understand the pain
and so i screamed
i screamed until my lungs
couldn't take it anymore
my eyes were red
my cheeks covered in tears
i didn't know how to get over
this kind of pain
i wanted him
All they wanted was something,
New,Fresh,Blind love.
Ready to sacrifice their heart.
But the past clouding their head.
Brutal reminders of,
Pain,loss,heartbreak.
All they want is to forget.
Love filled his eyes
Anger filled her gut
Future in his mind
Ending in her gut
Delusion in his head
Resentment in hers
Two lovers
End in sight
Tossing and turning trying to change the channel
Eventually I woke to the static
The good times were worth the sleep
Yet the bad times woke me up quinched for a drink
It’s like your just a figment of my imagination
Snuck in my mind
Just to find out
There’s no limitation
To how deep this gets
And maybe if you’re not there yetMaybe you will be one dayBut it will be with someone elseAnd they’ll love you and you’ll love themAnd maybe if you’re not readyThis will prepare youFor when you can give your heartThere’ll be someone giving you a f
You said I'm sorry, but for what?
Holding me the way I've always wanted to be held.
Touching me the way I've always wanted to be touched.
Making me feel good.
My thoughts albeit was filled
with only you.
Impossible it was to think of anyone other than you
Then you found someone new
I moved on endlessly hoping I would love another too
lo más difícil no es decir que todavía te amo.no es no poder dormir al sentir la ausencia de tu pielno es entrar en pánico cuando empiezo a olvidar la radiancia de tu sonrisa
Don’t call me beautiful when your hands have become wrenches
prying open my legs.
Your eyebrow raising into your hairline as you
unsuccessfully try to ease the words out of your mouth,
like two roads
Misbeliever, Inept, Callous
It is me, an orphaned sapien
Treading over the vaccancy
Pricked by putrid thorns
Life, a blinded prophet
Balanced on judgement
"Go, find someone!"
In Garden of actions,
when it comes down to
then end of the night
you can turn from the truth
let him shout his devotions
and feed you with lies
while you wonder what else could be broken
i found the truth
in the tear-stained pages
where i spilled my heart and soul
i found lies
in the sickly sweet whispers
that i thought were made of gold
i found love
a heart is a delicate toy, [beating it’s own frail song]
encased inside a cage of bones, strong
yet equally complex in its meaning.
MY
Mind beats with
devotion to sweep
Loves lust bittersweet
Taste The lies from
Tips of tongues touched
Kissed shared Lips.
Thinking with my
heart every beat
MY
Mind beats with
devotion to sweep
Loves lust bittersweet
Taste The lies from
Tips of tongues touched
Kissed shared Lips.
Thinking with my
heart every beat
MY
Mind beats with
devotion to sweep
Loves lust bittersweet
Taste The lies from
Tips of tongues touched
Kissed shared Lips.
Thinking with my
heart every beat
if you're reading this, clearly it's too late
you made me wait, hate, and waste
time and energy, invested thoughts and feelings
but since you're reading this, you might need to understand
i put my hands down as they chose their weaponry.
i should’ve known my weakness would eventually get the best of me.
I feel like i'm on a flight above a kite
She's just so right she even passed me a sprite
Her smiles quite a sight thats so bright
The candle has been lighted i'm so excited
Brown eyes, smooth skin,
A smile far prettier than sin.
He strolled into my life,
He made my mind spin.
He raised my heartbeat, so fast.
Brown eyes, smooth skin,
A smile far prettier than sin.
He strolled into my life,
He made my mind spin.
He raised my heartbeat, so fast.
He is a flame in the daylight:
Seemingly innocent
To the naked eye,
But painful
To the touch.
Though he leaves
Flower Child:
Roses grew in her eyes
So she only saw beauty
Lilies filled her ears with melodies
Songs of lovely tragedies
Dear friend
Wipe away those tears I know it hurtsBut trust me when i say there are better daysU will smile againU are beautiful and amazingDont let this break u
Circles. We are going in circles.As we spin around, the world stops.And we both will eventually fall.So I wonder, who will fall first?
Baby, I fell for you
I can’t let you play me like a fool
I won’t be that girl anymore
Closed the door
On this innocent and young heart
On those summer days the comfort was ours.
I laughed, I couldn’t believe it was love.
Gone was all of the fear from yesterday.
Joyful and carefree, that was what we were.
My letter to Love;
Dear Love,
Why do you twist me
Why do you twist me
Like a sponge that needs cleaning
Bleeding out water bubbling
All the reasons why he deserves me
Why do you drive my heart
I don’t want to feel blue anymore.
I’m tired of crying the same blue tears
I’m tired of only being the one listening, with my own two ears
Where are you going?
What have you seen?
What have you dreamt of?
Where have you been?
Where did you come from?
Where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton Eye Joe?
I miss you, come home.
My first high was falling in love at the wrong time with the right words
Polite words that struck like fireworks to a young girl so afraid to be alone
The leaves are green full of summertime things
The bark, brown, waiting for the chilly fall-time to come down
I say “I love him” then he lets me go
Pushed me to open my heart and make space for you there
I showed you cuts and offered to heal each one
You kissed my hand knowing I selpt with it nect to my cheek thinking of you
Poetry is Pathos
If there’s anything that poetry has taught me, it is how to feel.
Poetry is pathos you see. Through art, it allows feelings without identity to take form.
When I knew you, you were soft
yet sturdy and maliable like
the Koa trees that used to grace my hometown
We spoke different languages
My hands and heart threaded words of love into
My eyes sting from the memories that run down my face
My mind spins from the trauma that life left me in
My body aches from all the hours of stress
My body is chained to the bed
My ears are focused only on the music
My eyes are tied shut
My mind runs wild
My heart tries to break out
I can look at you
Instantly I would smile
Your perfect curly brown hair
And your golden hazel eyes
Could light up this whole town
But it's dark now that your gone
I click play and listen
I can feel every lyric of a familiar song dig deeper into my heart
All the memories start flooding right back
I can visualize you in every second of that song
The man who stole my heart,
Some say he didnt have one,
Some say he need a new one.
All I know is he stole mine.
Two day later,
I see him out with another,
Love breaks me like no one has before.
The reminiscent sting of its every touch
is like a million needles piercing my
mind
body
soul.
I want you to build me back up.
There was freedom in ones lonliness and existence in ones presense.
I wanted to witness the never ending night, but time was of the essence.
My vision had advanced dull across the colorless sky,
"Everything isn't always what it seems."
"Everything that glitters aint gold."
Those sayings are so old yet they still apply to now
Through my blurred vision I felt the pain of the meaning of these saying
I broke it
I didn't mean to
It was by accident
I tried to hold it
It just slip out of my hand
I just slipped because there
was somethingin my way.
I didnt see it coming
I didn't know what to expect
When I saw your face
Familiar, Unique, and you seemed sorta sweet
I knew of you, but not about you
We became close
How arrant with infatuation
To one whom abhorrently loathes
my desolate soul.
To waken in darkness,
Tormented by the enigma
of loyalty and heart ache.
the reminders of my past,
