This is not me
I've never been here
it's someone else you see
this is not me.
I want to say goodnight to you but few if any know,and those who did have flown away,do you want to stay and listen to someone who does not know if you are there,
do you even care that I am here?
I fear you don't and so I won't be saying goodnight
in any case
I shall sleep tight
locked inside the darkness of my lonely night.
in the middle of the night
wrapped in wool blanket
i walk out my door
into my dark wood
the heavy snow fall
has stolen all sound
as i stand
flakes melt on my cheeks
you are somewhere
like me alone
with only thoughts
IT’s amazing to me
To see how content you can be
Walking through life making a mess
With your decisions in every step
Colliding with others minds, hearts & lives
To the fire that burns bridges
With caution to the wind
You didn't even ask me when or why
I have scars that I can’t hide
Because you don’t care enough to see the person I am
What I struggle with or what is hidden
As far as we got was only far enough
To find out you’re boring in bed
What only matters to you is what you can be given
As you share your life story everyone listens
And I’m the only one not dumb enough to know
How well you put on a show
You believe we are all oh so privileged
So oh, what an accomplishment!
You never even asked if it was what I wanted
So to the girl you’re dating now I hope she knows you better
And gets what she is expecting
Because if she knows you like she better
She knows how much she will be getting from you
And how very much so she will be disappointed.
Why can't we see beauty
In all things that die?
Is it because we are afraid
Of saying goodbye?
We see art in the leaves
That fall in the autumn
But they are dying
Descending to the bottom
And we pick flowers
For the ones we adore
And the life in that flower
Cannot be restored
So why do we see beauty
In only some things that die?
Maybe it will always be a mystery
And we'll never know why
No it is not you who is not good enough
for maybe it is me,
I don't deserve someone with
that big of a smile,
or eyes that shine like puddles in the Sahara.
Maybe it is I who does not deserve your kisses,
maybe it is I who does not deserve your kind stares
and your sweet text messages
maybe it is I who does not quite fit in the key hole.
maybe it is I who is the broken piece of glass from your heart made of mirror,
maybe it is I who does not deserve the butterflies or the
heart ache, or the tears of joy.
maybe it is I who deserves scar painted arms,
maybe it is I who deserves the emptiness you feel,
maybe it is I who deserves to fill you up
maybe it is I who does not have any worth.
Maybe it is you, who could make me feel like I do
it comes in wave
more so than
anything i've put in my system
a brutal break
incapacitated by addiction
time went by
you went your way i went mine
but life don't let
you off so easy
fighting that tingle in the spine
thought myself further than i am
i'll avoid meeting
end hiatus greetings
but i'm only humbly a man
stronger now than ever
mind and soul
in confidences i now stand
you'll float on in
just like i've dreamt
but it's me who'll have the upper hand
Throwing up will make you beautiful
After all, beauty is pain
Waxing every square inch of your human body
Squeezing into those Spanx to hide your smallest flaws
Your daughter, she needs help with her eating disorder
There's no beauty in that. Strictly pain.
Or telling your 20 year old best friend everyday for 6 years a size 3 isn't anywhere neat fat
Having the same conversation with a 10 year old girl: is that any more beautiful? No.
Forget that beauty isn't painful
A mother experiencing excruciating pain yet forgetting it all when she holds her child for the first time
Death of a man with terminal illness--all the pain built up to the soul finally at ease
The battered woman seeking courage to break free and begin new life
Actual emphasis to "beauty is pain" is one who pushes through the undesired struggle-- beauty is the reward
Remember that beauty can be painful
What's beautiful in your life?