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With you, I never earned,
The power, to intervene.
I feel invisible, most times,
It’s how, it’s always been .

You never gave me,
What I gave, without thought.
An ear for the stories,
Of the worldly wars, I fought.

This distance on the map,
Added to what, you outgrew,
This cup infused with my love,
Wasn’t the strongest brew.

I felt powerless, most times,
You were out of my reach.
There I sat alone, sighing,
Staring at stars, on a beach .

Did you look at the sky?
Feel the strings pull and tug?
Even if you felt it, ever so slightly,
A wormhole to you, I would’ve dug.

You decided for the two of us,
And cloaked me invisible.
You never gave me any power,
Over your life, to cause any trouble.

I wished, the promises you made
Didn’t come with an expiry.
Even in death, I will keep mine,
This love remains, my burden to bury.

I was so easy to put away,  
I never caused any drama,
Treated me like an acquaintance,
Washed me off your karma.

You stopped acknowledging me,
Moved on with your vice,
Who was I to intervene now,
And give you any advice .

You made me into a stranger,
I knew you, from many lives before,
I live this life without you now,
This hurt will last for many more.
Thought it should rhyme :)
On the deck I lie, beaten and battered
I've put my heart on the line, but did it really matter?
My flesh has been flayed and bound by steel,
I'm condemned to myself and the things that I feel

Another nail, beaten too
Tearing through my carapace and securing all that is loose,
The bolts, the nuts, the bones and the screws,
I lie ripped apart and exposing all of me to all of you

What's vulnerability really if not an autopsy of the soul?
Never are we so bare and exposed, these insecurities taking their tolls,
Another bang and another thump, another nail is driven through,
The bearer of the hammer, it had to have been you

The flesh is seared and as taut as could be,
did I do this to myself or have you done this to me?
I watch as you line up another nail, but I can't stop you,
The truth is I love to be this bare, would you let me break you down too?

My heart stays on the line, and for you, you can have it in whole,
My wit, my body, my mind, and my soul.
Vulnerability passes with haste
While regret lingers, ever bitter the taste
With someone dear in mind. To the people that you make everything feel fine ♡
 Sep 2018 CryBaby Di
laura
to be honest -
lots of penises
lots of them
worked out sort of

stepped on a jellyfish
stabbed myself on a broken mirror
by accident
ate a lot of donuts

pet a dog
hung out with cats
hung out with good people
a few of them
hung out with bad people
lots of them

ran away from a boyfriend
complained about nothing
got a lappytoppy finally
complained about trump

cut my hair and its still annoying
me with its definition
fell in love with a girl
then immediately regretted it

that sort of stuff
 Aug 2018 CryBaby Di
laura
that guy’s got a different ride
all the time
says he’s an heir to an oil
magnate yo
bet his ex girlfriend’s kicking
herself ‘cuz
the checks larger than three
or five year’s
worth of salaries, crazy crazy
baby got
regrets but she says she’s not a
gold digger

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