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 Jul 2017 w
Shylah S
no, I'm not talking about the ones with big noses
or greasy hair

not the ones with bad breath
or round bellies

no, I just like them raw
a little broken, a little sad

the ones with scars
a story to tell

I sure know how to pick em' you might say
but I'd never give them up any day

a whole adventure in a person like the outdoors
one with canyons and mountains he would let me explore
only ugly guys give themselves all at once
no parts hidden, everything is exposed

vulnerability is thought to be a weakness but in reality it's bold

I like ugly guys.
So go out there and be real, often we hide because we fear getting hurt. But in that fear we miss out on the world, we miss out on living, and worst of all, love. So even if we may get bruised, get to the lowest of the low, you'll one day stumble upon something that embraces you as you are, something that cherishes your ugliness unconditionally, something that inspires you to be better, whether that be a passion, a person, or something as simple as a smile. Is it really worth hiding if you miss on the chance to experience that?

Edit: I am very grateful to everyone who took the time to read my work and am in disbelief a piece of mine chosen as the daily pick for the very first time! This community is amazing :)
 Jul 2017 w
Christopher
The End.
 Jul 2017 w
Christopher
Her
Last words
To me
Were:
"Don't forget
That
I love
You
And you put back the missing pieces
In more ways than one
And I am forever thankful to you"
Tonight I said goodbye for good.
 Jul 2017 w
José
You just have to -
 Jul 2017 w
José
Sleep well knowing that
things will work out in the end.
Just let it happen.

©  2017 José
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
JJW
 Jul 2017 w
Gem
Tangent Lines
 Jul 2017 w
Gem
How sad it is
to be like tangent lines —
to meet once,
and never again
- to the strangers we meet
 Jun 2017 w
Gem
To thee
 Jun 2017 w
Gem
To thee, who uttered my name
In a room of blur and a crowd of who’s
With that alluring smile which I blame
For wrecking my walls until it’s no use

Time with thee is a forceful billow
crashing on me, drowning my sanity
And with every innocent hello
I’m grounded with the force of gravity

Behind that façade, I see something more
Stay as you are, ‘tis something I adore
A lot to unravel, but there is no rush
When things are chaotic, 'tis okay to hush

To thee, who’s born on this lovely day
Whose existence shines when skies are gray,
For little acts, I thank thee
Time and again, I thank thee

*g.b.
 Mar 2017 w
Kate Burton
JMB
 Mar 2017 w
Kate Burton
JMB
Nothing hurts more than knowing that i have to let go of someone i've waited for
Today i realized that saying good bye does not always mean 'i don't love you anymore'
Because when i said good bye to you, i meant 'i love you so much'


This will be the last time i'll have to let you go
The last time i will not be beside you
The last time i won't be holding your hand
And the last time i will be unfair to you

I'll be missing our late night talks at the back of the church
I'll be missing your touch
I'll be missing your corny jokes that make me want to roll my eyes all the time
And i will be missing you

One day, we will see why this had to happen
One day, i will be beside you again
One day, all this waiting will be worth it
One day, it will be us against the world

You will be here in my heart
I hope and pray that i'll stay in yours
Please wait for me
And i promise this will be that last time i'll have to let you go


*~KDCB
 Feb 2017 w
Pax
Observant
 Feb 2017 w
Pax
I am someone who
sometimes doesn't
really care much
of what's happening
around him
yet i am
a careful observant
who just
Kept silent.*


© 2017
 Feb 2017 w
Ola Radka
Silence
 Feb 2017 w
Ola Radka
Let the silence in you
Be your everyday guest.
 Feb 2017 w
Pax
jibberish
 Feb 2017 w
Pax
every dream has a corresponding action.
Dear Reader,

When i was young, i dream of many things. I guess in life our paths its never or would be as expected. It doesn't mean we or i have live full of regrets,  perhaps there's some but not entirely all. Granted we're young and foolish in choosing which way. Still me on the other hand, I waited, I choose what's safe and what's given. Perhaps I was indecisive on what i want, or i was too fearful of failure on disappointing them and also maybe myself as well. I never would have expect that I could hurt myself more than what people's darkness had brought upon me. I fear that when I reach 35, and I'm still alone, I might lose my mind. I really wanted to quit my job here and find myself. I think I've been confused and lost for quite some time now. Writing seems to brought up what's needed to be done, that's why I'm doing this. Recently I've been reading online books and watching some films/TV just to ease my restless mind, relieve me on my sadder thoughts. I tend to sleep more over the weekend, atleast there I can be whenever I have to be. But all this escape are just an excuse for me to live on. You know I've erase all my childhood memories, or its just the way it is as we grow we forget those distant past, yet one thing that remain that i still wanted, a family of my own. I dream before that I have a simple white house with my family, one or two child, and i have a stable job while my wife stays at home. A cliche isn't it? I guess since before I only want the simple things. Now I never would have guess its that hard to achieved when you know there is a rock that blocks the passage way in your heart and there's a hidden wall of fear in your mind. I guess you can tell that I know what to do, but didn't do it. Perhaps all of us needed more time, more courage to be ready. All I think about; 'Risk is never easy'. Once I step I retrack back, doubtful, fearful of what i thought are the consequences. Sorry reader if I am quite vague on this journal, this is just tib bits on what's on my mind here and there... I'm thankful, when you read this, that alone is enough, because I myself need to understand all what's written here, to understand my inner self more.... I just end my jibberish here for now...

Your friend,
Pax
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