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Letters from Lia Oct 2018
I thought my barriers were too high
I was certain that it will not fall
I guarded my heart
It was locked and kept
I buried it six feet under the ground
I hid it where nobody can find it
I considered it dead

But little did I know
It was me who broke down my wall
It was me who dug my heart
It was me who offered my dead cold heart

It was funny he kept it
Oh no
It was funny to think that he'd keep it
He clutched my heart and I lost my breath
Isn't it ironic, how he killed my dead heart?
It was funny, I am certain.
I thought I was numb but ****, it ******* hurts
—you don't need to know
siin_li
Mary Frances Oct 2018
You are the Gift of Love
I gave to myself.
My love for you
defies distance,
conquers barriers,
and transcends lifetimes.
Yanamari Jul 2018
Not even a chance to say the basic
Goodbye
Stopped me mid-sentence before I could ask
Why
Raised your barriers and pushed me away, unable to
Vie
Called you a million times and now my eyes are
Dry
If this was to be the outcome, that first time we met, I wouldn't have said
Hi

Or so I say,
When I have a feeling why you would lie
Pulling off a stunt to raise the barriers high
But these barriers aren't around me
They're around you
So please, don't make these barriers your way of saying
Goodbye.
I don't even know what to feel...
Irina BBota Jun 2018
What kind of fool am I
to believe that I own the sun
in tenderhearted, enchanted mornings,
singing a ballad of a worried prisoner
who has secret storms in his blood,
and his sweet melody is calming down
my storms and my distress...

What kind of fool am I
to believe that I once lived in a castle,
and til the morning of the midnight
I was reading tales of the darkest knight,
but then... a strange voice through a cloud
called me “the unearthly child”, out loud...

What kind of fool am I
to believe that the grass is my pillow.
I'm like a downhill dreamer,
walking barefoot in the park,
hand in hand,
waiting to be called into
the Promised Land,
saying the holy vows of Heaven...

What kind of fool am I
if I dreamt the sky burning
as I walked on midnight's alley,
feeling dispossessed of the
sweet things that seem so far...

What kind of fool am I
if I play the game of survival
in the longest season of rain and lightning,
if I take a second glance at life
and catch that amazing moment
when two wrongs can make a right
and don't want to give up, not without a fight.

Well, I must say:
I'll get through all the barriers one day,
even if I end up being the last star from the left,
cause love... will always make me sail like fool,
as long as I'll breath
the miracle of life in my chest.
Joe Apr 2018
Castles sitting with walls so grand,
sitting high, like great dunes of sand.
A special treasure shared by those within.
Oh! How I wish I could stroll right in!
To obtain this treasure so unknown!
But the gate is shut, so I sit, alone.
Yanamari Apr 2018
I feel the icy walls
Rising up around me
In my reach
And under my touch
I don't look up
I don't look out
I don't try to reach
Past the walls about.

And if I see
A sliver of the light
Tears blur my sight
And I collapse
As the walls come crashing down...

And if you catch
My soul by chance
I would crack
Into a million shards of ice;
My final barrier
And the end all...
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