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IINegativeII
IINegativeII
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I felt the rhythm of your heart Calmly beating in your chest As my lips slid across your ribs Searching for a place to rest I could feel it in the tips Of my fingers As they caressed below your lips Every tremble slowly pulsing resonating from in-between your hips I felt the rhythm of your heart quickly begin to raise its pace As your legs pinned me to your body and you held me in your embrace I could taste it in your sweat As it lightly glazed your skin My breath landing on your neck Bringing a tremble to your chin I felt the rhythm of your heart Start to resonate with mine Felt it in your palms as our fingers became entwined They tangled up so perfectly As if fit together by design Shivers slowly crawling Going up and down our spine I felt the rhythm of my heart And it finally felt whole Your warmth mended all the fractures And filled every single hole I felt the rhythm of my heart And I finally felt peace Your love felt like the glue Fixing every broken piece I felt the rhythm of your heart And knew this was more than fun I felt the rhythm of my heart and I knew that I found one
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
Rhythm of the Heart
I'm not ok Is that the first step I should take Should I admit to my mistakes Should I reach for another bottle Cry about how much this aches I'm not ok But it's never going to end Maybe all I needed was a friend But now I'm holding to this blade Tempted to cut again Because every time I look into the mirror I just want to ******* scream I swear to God that I still hear them And they keeps whispering to me How my death is drawing near I'm not as happy as I seem So listen closely I don't think you should love me I only use you when I'm lonely Wrap your arms around my neck And start kissing me slowly It's ******* crazy I only think about it lately My death And I don't think someone exists Out there that can still save me I am sick I admit that I'm not ok An atheist that drops to his knees Sometimes to pray And I scream until there's nothing left To say Cry into my hands until my lips start turning grey But every time I lay to go to sleep I keep getting haunted in my dreams Gasping and I'm sweating Trapped inside the devil's schemes "You're worthless, you should die" Tearing down my self-esteem So listen closely I don't think you should love me I always act so coldly I'll smile to your face But know that I am phony And yes I'm crazy I think about it Much more lately My death And I don't want someone to Save me
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 10:45 AM UTC
I'm Not Ok
She looked into my eyes Until I finally caved in Her nose against my nose her lips curled into a grin Every breath that she exhaled slowly crashed against my chin my lips slowly inching forward until they landed on her skin Her face on to my face and our lips so tightly pressed One hand playing with her hair the other firmly on her breast her nails carved into my shoulder other hand pulling from my chest Caught up in the moment we both started to undress She knew just how to tease me knew just how to flirt She bit my bottom lip just enough to make it hurt Kissed me down my neck and opened up my shirt I was moving down her hips slowly pulling down her skirt But there was no emotion We just gave into our flesh We were both still newly wounded and our pain was still too fresh We were both just seeking solace and a body to caress Our bodies full of lust and hearts full of distress
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 10:49 AM UTC
This is not a Love Poem
I can feel the end There's no more that I can take Nothing left of me to break; Nothing more that you can say To make me feel like a mistake No reason to lay awake Hoping none of this was fake No more wondering if there's more to love Than just drowning in the ache This is all that we have Left Another topic to discuss Another million different ways For you to say you don't believe in Us So just walk away I promise not to make a fuss We've reached the point Where love turns to disgust From all of the distrust But there's more to love Than just to hurt Much more to love than just to flirt Or let someone go up your skirt Let someone in not being alert To let your heart drag through the dirt There's more to love than just to hurt There's more to love than just to hurt There's more to love...
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 4:27 PM UTC
There's more to Love
Black smoke Rises sticking to the walls inside my lungs Coughing back my tears As the ash attacks my throat and spreads across my tongue The cinders crackle flaring up to light the sky devoid of sun As I toss inside, one by one; the letters that you wrote to me when we were young But we're growing old and as these fires flare up to fight the cold; As they burn up the words these letters hold, I find nothing can erase the lies you told. Because every promise that you sold still hides in every line, In every fold, In every letter inked in gold And ss the wind picks up and brings the rain And your letters burn till ash remains It hurts me just To say your name But I know my pain can be contained And that peace can Be obtained... From the ashes I'll be born again
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 10:52 AM UTC
From the Ashes
Why am I here again Same situation that I've always been There's no escape for me Always tempted to fall back and sin And it feels as if The devil has a hold of me Feels like his grip is at my throat And nothing's going to set me free And I find myself Talking to this mirror again Its reflection looks so brittle Like it's going to break from all the pain And I'll... Whisper its name So only it can hear me I'll lie to it again because I know it'll believe me I'll try to smile And say everything's okay Keep looking at that mirror Pretend I'm better off than yesterday And maybe I am Soon I will believe it One day I will leave it all behind Rip this sorrow off and then just leave it But for now, all I can do Is keep talking to this mirror Even though I hate myself And just hope the current me Would Disappear I’ll still talk to it in whispers So only I can hear me Begging the devil to let go of me And wondering Why God just won't come near me
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC
Mirror
I've lost it; my crown As it falls to the ground It's just making the sound Of "boo"s in the crowd and in them I just drown A self-proclaimed king that's been unmasked as a clown I grew overconfident thinking I was the best Rhyming just came easy It was a gift, and I was blessed But it kept growing harder and harder to get the feelings right from off my chest And I just grew obsessed I could feel the building up of stress I couldn't find the right words to express lost my gift of rhyme, oh who would have guessed I always taught myself on top but I was losing to the rest One of my poems got declined without any explanations I'll admit that none of these new pieces have been meeting expectations Maybe I've been running out of patience with all my creations I seem to have been lacking creativity when I think and lay down all the foundations My poems need raw emotion To be able to reach farther So I'll drain every thought I'll even talk about my father Describe how he'd get drunk and abusive towards his daughters While his son was just a coward afraid to step in as he attacked his mother I'll talk about every ******* thought that filled with horrors and all the dread that lingers here and bothers Maybe what I need is to drench all my rhymes in pain That's what brought me fame to slid open my wrist, squeeze the ink from inside my veins That's what people like poems they feel they can relate they say they've felt the same And again they'll cheer my name say the king's back in the game That I haven't lost my touch that I'm still ******* insane Then no one will ever doubt Why this throne has engraved my name
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
To Be King
I've lost it; my crown As it falls to the ground It's just making the sound Of "boo"s in the crowd and in them I just drown A self-proclaimed king that's been unmasked as a clown I grew overconfident thinking I was the best Rhyming just came easy It was a gift, and I was blessed But it kept growing harder and harder to get the feelings right from off my chest And I just grew obsessed I could feel the building up of stress I couldn't find the right words to express lost my gift of rhyme, oh who would have guessed I always taught myself on top but I was losing to the rest One of my poems got declined without any explanations I'll admit that none of these new pieces have been meeting expectations Maybe I've been running out of patience with all my creations I seem to have been lacking creativity when I think and lay down all the foundations My poems need raw emotion To be able to reach farther So I'll drain every thought I'll even talk about my father Describe how he'd get drunk and abusive towards his daughters While his son was just a coward afraid to step in as he attacked his mother I'll talk about every ******* thought that filled with horrors and all the dread that lingers here and bothers Maybe what I need is to drench all my rhymes in pain That's what brought me fame to slid open my wrist, squeeze the ink from inside my veins That's what people like poems they feel they can relate they say they've felt the same And again they'll cheer my name say the king's back in the game That I haven't lost my touch that I'm still ******* insane Then no one will ever doubt Why this throne has engraved my name
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Sometimes I miss our past... All the phone calls and Kisses... I miss the late nights and secrets... All the hopes and good wishes... But recently I stopped caring and I'm not sure what to do... Because life goes on without those things... Without love ...Without You. But it feels numb... it feels like living without meaning Give me all those moments back when you turned my heartbeat into screaming Erupt all of my senses with just the slightest touch of skin Give me what you give him, tell me it's alright for us to sin Lie to me...tell me he's not the reason for your smile That your being with him is just a test for me That you've put me through a trial Because... Life goes on But I can't go on...without you There's a million different ways for me to tell you how I feel But I always seem to choose the worst way I've been trying to build up the courage to tell you I still I love you But I can't seem to find the words to say... And imagining his hand caressing up and down your skin Is making all my sunny days turn gray Your smile still gives me strength ..maybe enough to find the will And tell you what I need for you to turn my way Then again... This... Might just be a phase... A fluke. A lemon. An emotional wave... These bipolar feelings are driving me mad... I love you... I miss you... I want you so bad... Eventually, though, my thoughts of you... will wither away... You'll find another person to brighten your days. What's left to say? I've pushed you away... And what's more my insensitivity, by you, has been repaid.... I know deep in my heart I'll always miss Us...hate that I withdrew... But to free myself from this misery... I must remember... Life goes on without You.
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
Demons Ft. Itzel
Sometimes I miss our past... All the phone calls and Kisses... I miss the late nights and secrets... All the hopes and good wishes... But recently I stopped caring and I'm not sure what to do... Because life goes on without those things... Without love ...Without You. But it feels numb... it feels like living without meaning Give me all those moments back when you turned my heartbeat into screaming Erupt all of my senses with just the slightest touch of skin Give me what you give him, tell me it's alright for us to sin Lie to me...tell me he's not the reason for your smile That your being with him is just a test for me That you've put me through a trial Because... Life goes on But I can't go on...without you There's a million different ways for me to tell you how I feel But I always seem to choose the worst way I've been trying to build up the courage to tell you I still I love you But I can't seem to find the words to say... And imagining his hand caressing up and down your skin Is making all my sunny days turn gray Your smile still gives me strength ..maybe enough to find the will And tell you what I need for you to turn my way Then again... This... Might just be a phase... A fluke. A lemon. An emotional wave... These bipolar feelings are driving me mad... I love you... I miss you... I want you so bad... Eventually, though, my thoughts of you... will wither away... You'll find another person to brighten your days. What's left to say? I've pushed you away... And what's more my insensitivity, by you, has been repaid.... I know deep in my heart I'll always miss Us...hate that I withdrew... But to free myself from this misery... I must remember... Life goes on without You.
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I need to scream But can't seem to get these words out It's hard to breathe And I can't seem to shake this doubt I'm feeling weak My pain still lives within this pencil Hard to speak But I hope I can Repent still It's hard to see Heavy rain's falling from the clouds It's hard to hear With this thunder shouting loud A scattered Breeze Keeps hitting like a Knock A steady Beat Like ticking from the Clock A torn up sheet Still haunts me by the lamp An Awful read With its envelope and stamp Hard to believe The contents of your letter Our mother's gone When just last week you said that she felt better How can it be A complication with her heart Wish it was me This is tearing me apart A horrid dream I'm swallowed up by fear Mamma don't go Because I still need you here
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 12:46 PM UTC
The Letter
If I close my eyes all I ever see is you Drown the world in black and deprive the sky of blue Deep down I always sort of knew My heart will dance despite its bruise All I have to do is let you in If I close my eyes all I ever see is you And just take all of the abuse Kiss me, hold me then throw me after I've been used Deep down I always sort of knew Close your eyes and tell me who you see Say my name regardless if it's me If I close my eyes all I ever see is you A shame that you could never love me too If love gives you wings then it's no surprise I never flew Deep down I always sort of knew The days of bliss have become few How could I ever move on to someone new If I closed my eyes all I ever saw was you Deep down I always sort of knew
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Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 10:36 AM UTC
High as the Ceiling