Coral-Red - Hello Poetry

The air is warm like the sand on the beach we walk on, my hand is rough intertwined with yours, like the words you speak to me, your smile is bright, like the light in my eyes when I look forth to see you, August evenings, January dinning, I’m in love with you and I hear you crying, let me hold on, let me keep these August evenings in my heart, don’t break my whole life apart, but if need be, leave me and break my soul into pieces of shattered glass, as long as these August evenings will so last.

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Sep 22, 2019

Sep 22, 2019 at 9:14 PM UTC

August Evenings

The air is warm like the sand on the beach we walk on, my hand is rough intertwined with yours, like the words you speak to me, your smile is bright, like the light in my eyes when I look forth to see you, August evenings, January dinning, I’m in love with you and I hear you crying, let me hold on, let me keep these August evenings in my heart, don’t break my whole life apart, but if need be, leave me and break my soul into pieces of shattered glass, as long as these August evenings will so last.

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Yes, I am fifteen, yes I’m young, but the pain? She’s old. The pain is old in a new soul, tossed through bodies of my family tree. I’m young and I’m old, my soul is fresh my agony is deep and withering within the depths of my mind. I will take every last bit of pain till the water is clean and my seeds are pure. I will take it all away so that you my future dear will never have to live this way.

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Sep 22, 2019

Sep 22, 2019 at 9:04 PM UTC

young pain

Yes, I am fifteen, yes I’m young, but the pain? She’s old. The pain is old in a new soul, tossed through bodies of my family tree. I’m young and I’m old, my soul is fresh my agony is deep and withering within the depths of my mind. I will take every last bit of pain till the water is clean and my seeds are pure. I will take it all away so that you my future dear will never have to live this way.

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When you pushed me onto the bed, your hands roaming, reaching a goal, breath twisted with alcohol, shivered in pain, stood up, tried to breathe, tried to leave, kissed my innocence and left me feeling at blame. Scared in the school hallways, rumours ran towards me and away from you, police questioned me and watched you walk to class while I walked into an interview. “Did you say no?” Did I? No. You can’t talk when you can’t breathe.

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Mar 16, 2019

Mar 16, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC

Faulted

When you pushed me onto the bed, your hands roaming, reaching a goal, breath twisted with alcohol, shivered in pain, stood up, tried to breathe, tried to leave, kissed my innocence and left me feeling at blame. Scared in the school hallways, rumours ran towards me and away from you, police questioned me and watched you walk to class while I walked into an interview. “Did you say no?” Did I? No. You can’t talk when you can’t breathe.

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Dad, you took you’re own life, because of your sadness, but like a disease your sadness will only get passed on, it doesn’t end, are you even gone? Are you talking to me when the lights flicker at 12 am? Is that you making me feel safe in the cold night, walking me home in the cold winter? You are not gone.

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Mar 16, 2019

Mar 16, 2019 at 3:45 PM UTC

Are You Even Gone?

Dad, you took you’re own life, because of your sadness, but like a disease your sadness will only get passed on, it doesn’t end, are you even gone? Are you talking to me when the lights flicker at 12 am? Is that you making me feel safe in the cold night, walking me home in the cold winter? You are not gone.

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You call me puppy because “I’m pouty and adorable.” But you say you’ll discipline me if I need it. Deep in my stomach your words always give me butterflies, I love you. -your puppy.

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Nov 18, 2018

Nov 18, 2018 at 3:59 AM UTC

Puppy Dog Eyes

You call me puppy because “I’m pouty and adorable.” But you say you’ll discipline me if I need it. Deep in my stomach your words always give me butterflies, I love you. -your puppy.

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Do you ever just think about death? Like it can happen anytime anywhere and you don’t have any control over it but yet you do?

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Aug 15, 2018

Aug 15, 2018 at 1:34 AM UTC

Dead

Do you ever just think about death? Like it can happen anytime anywhere and you don’t have any control over it but yet you do?

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Is it bad that all of my poems are about the way you hurt me? Is it bad that now you want me again? Is it bad that I never not wanted you? Is it bad that even though you caused me so much pain, I’m willing to throw away all the progress and countless hours of picking the broken pieces of my heart up? Is it bad that im willing to let you come back to your place in my heart even, when I know you’ll leave it empty again?

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Aug 4, 2018

Aug 4, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC

Painful Reminder

Is it bad that all of my poems are about the way you hurt me? Is it bad that now you want me again? Is it bad that I never not wanted you? Is it bad that even though you caused me so much pain, I’m willing to throw away all the progress and countless hours of picking the broken pieces of my heart up? Is it bad that im willing to let you come back to your place in my heart even, when I know you’ll leave it empty again?

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I was a flower. A beautiful blossoming flower, you made me blossom more. My petals were at their peak. You left and my petals withered away just like my innocence and self love did. I will make the same mistake to let someone plant my seeds again, let me blossom, let me love, and let me fall apart so you can have a flower crown.

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Aug 2, 2018

Aug 2, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC

Flower Crown

I was a flower. A beautiful blossoming flower, you made me blossom more. My petals were at their peak. You left and my petals withered away just like my innocence and self love did. I will make the same mistake to let someone plant my seeds again, let me blossom, let me love, and let me fall apart so you can have a flower crown.

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I remind myself of a flower. I constantly grow, getting stronger, much stronger but then my faith and hope withers away. You were my water. I needed you or I felt sick, I dried up and died without you, but my seeds will be planted once again, just to die again.

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Aug 2, 2018

Aug 2, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC

I Am The Flower That Died

I remind myself of a flower. I constantly grow, getting stronger, much stronger but then my faith and hope withers away. You were my water. I needed you or I felt sick, I dried up and died without you, but my seeds will be planted once again, just to die again.

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I’m not going to make some ******** up and say that you haven’t hurt me more times than you’ve loved me. Instead I’ll tell myself how you really made me feel. You your stupid smirk made me feel like a small child on Christmas Eve, it made me feel giddy and anticipation. Those types of feelings are the ones that I loved, I loved when you’d lay your head on my shoulder, during parties you’d stick right with me throughout the night, held me close. I loved those moments but those moments that you called me down, called me names and made me feel worthless, those are the moments that I would go crazy for just to have one more good memory. I fell for the guy that picked me up after you pushed me down, I fell for the guy that told me things nobody else will ever know, I fell for the guy that begged for my affection and attention as if I was a queen. You played tug-of-war with my feelings, my heart. You pulled me down then right back up. You made me feel alive and full, you made me feel rebellious, but now you make me feel empty, please come fill me again.

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Jul 31, 2018

Jul 31, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC

The Way You Affect Me

I’m not going to make some ******** up and say that you haven’t hurt me more times than you’ve loved me. Instead I’ll tell myself how you really made me feel. You your stupid smirk made me feel like a small child on Christmas Eve, it made me feel giddy and anticipation. Those types of feelings are the ones that I loved, I loved when you’d lay your head on my shoulder, during parties you’d stick right with me throughout the night, held me close. I loved those moments but those moments that you called me down, called me names and made me feel worthless, those are the moments that I would go crazy for just to have one more good memory. I fell for the guy that picked me up after you pushed me down, I fell for the guy that told me things nobody else will ever know, I fell for the guy that begged for my affection and attention as if I was a queen. You played tug-of-war with my feelings, my heart. You pulled me down then right back up. You made me feel alive and full, you made me feel rebellious, but now you make me feel empty, please come fill me again.

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