Inkedteapot - Hello Poetry

Time is relative Right now time is not relevant Time is an observing party We are the stars of the show You are a star Stars don't shine They burn How beautiful you burn Time is relative And you are relevant

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Feb 23, 2022

Feb 23, 2022 at 9:55 PM UTC

Time

Time is relative Right now time is not relevant Time is an observing party We are the stars of the show You are a star Stars don't shine They burn How beautiful you burn Time is relative And you are relevant

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"There is no greater need than a hurt person's need for more hurt" I spent hundreds of nights crying to a God I believed didn't love me I was so sure my miracle of being born was a mistake God made But God doesn't make mistakes And so I spent hundreds of nights crying to a God who owed me nothing I owed no one anything and they owe me nothing then He made me feel as if I owed him my entire being He was a monster in the making He was a boy who was raised that way He was a tormentor I spent hours crying to a God to take away my debt to him It took me two years to realize I owed him nothing He picked me apart piece by piece He made me feel like I was sick He had felt like the cure to the poison I created It took me two years to realize I was poisoned by everyone who ever cared about me I poisoned him right back though He was sick and so was I We needed help but knew we wouldn't ask We were two people poisoning each other with our sickness We owe each other nothing I was broken and begging for help He made me feel as if I were dramatic Attention seeking Fine He made me so angry I forgot what it was like to be sad I operated under the impression I was less I was unlovable Because no one in my life had told me otherwise We owe nothing to each other I owe my love to no one I do not deserve or earn love People give love freely And so do I

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Jan 14, 2022

Jan 14, 2022 at 10:34 AM UTC

What we owe to each other

"There is no greater need than a hurt person's need for more hurt" I spent hundreds of nights crying to a God I believed didn't love me I was so sure my miracle of being born was a mistake God made But God doesn't make mistakes And so I spent hundreds of nights crying to a God who owed me nothing I owed no one anything and they owe me nothing then He made me feel as if I owed him my entire being He was a monster in the making He was a boy who was raised that way He was a tormentor I spent hours crying to a God to take away my debt to him It took me two years to realize I owed him nothing He picked me apart piece by piece He made me feel like I was sick He had felt like the cure to the poison I created It took me two years to realize I was poisoned by everyone who ever cared about me I poisoned him right back though He was sick and so was I We needed help but knew we wouldn't ask We were two people poisoning each other with our sickness We owe each other nothing I was broken and begging for help He made me feel as if I were dramatic Attention seeking Fine He made me so angry I forgot what it was like to be sad I operated under the impression I was less I was unlovable Because no one in my life had told me otherwise We owe nothing to each other I owe my love to no one I do not deserve or earn love People give love freely And so do I

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I feel as if I'm being taken apart Piece by piece like a Lego set For your childish hands to touch how you please You hadn't even opened my box Yet I was scared of you taking me apart And now I'm scared of being put back together Once I'm whole, no one will play with me anymore

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Jul 31, 2021

Jul 31, 2021 at 5:13 AM UTC

Lego set

I feel as if I'm being taken apart Piece by piece like a Lego set For your childish hands to touch how you please You hadn't even opened my box Yet I was scared of you taking me apart And now I'm scared of being put back together Once I'm whole, no one will play with me anymore

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Every two weeks your skin cells die and are replaced So as I sit in bed tracing my fingers across my lips I wonder how long it'll take for my skin to forget your taste

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Apr 1, 2021

Apr 1, 2021 at 1:29 AM UTC

Skin

Every two weeks your skin cells die and are replaced So as I sit in bed tracing my fingers across my lips I wonder how long it'll take for my skin to forget your taste

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I dare not look at my hands Why not? The screeching of my head is louder than the banging of pots and pans You're afraid of your own thoughts? I'm afraid of who lyes there You're afraid of a simple man? I never said my thoughts were fair You're afraid of your hand I sought out death and now I'm all but bones I can't help but laugh, was this not your plan? Refrain from throwing your sticks and stones You intentionally ended your own lifespan I unintentionally gave myself skeleton hands

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Mar 22, 2021

Mar 22, 2021 at 2:35 PM UTC

Skeleton hands

I dare not look at my hands Why not? The screeching of my head is louder than the banging of pots and pans You're afraid of your own thoughts? I'm afraid of who lyes there You're afraid of a simple man? I never said my thoughts were fair You're afraid of your hand I sought out death and now I'm all but bones I can't help but laugh, was this not your plan? Refrain from throwing your sticks and stones You intentionally ended your own lifespan I unintentionally gave myself skeleton hands

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It's one thing to write about ****** It's another to be chased by a murderer.

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Feb 5, 2021

Feb 5, 2021 at 1:15 AM UTC

Mad man

It's one thing to write about ****** It's another to be chased by a murderer.

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Would you ask the sun why it shines? Then why ask me why I love you?

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Feb 4, 2021

Feb 4, 2021 at 12:52 AM UTC

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Would you ask the sun why it shines? Then why ask me why I love you?

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It was stealing glances at first, quick glances so you wouldn't see my olive eyes wandering. Then it became a pastime. I swore it was the last time but I went back to you over and over again. I didn't fall. Falling makes it sound like an accident. No, I walked right in. I knew what could happen and I went in anyways. You became my habit. You shouldn't be so easy to love, I'm afraid everyone is going to fall in love with you and you'll fall out of love with me.

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Feb 4, 2021

Feb 4, 2021 at 12:50 AM UTC

Bad habit

It was stealing glances at first, quick glances so you wouldn't see my olive eyes wandering. Then it became a pastime. I swore it was the last time but I went back to you over and over again. I didn't fall. Falling makes it sound like an accident. No, I walked right in. I knew what could happen and I went in anyways. You became my habit. You shouldn't be so easy to love, I'm afraid everyone is going to fall in love with you and you'll fall out of love with me.

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Vines crawl out of the cuts on my arm Stretching up to the sky, My brain's blaring with alarm A piece of me wants you to pry As I frantically cover my upper arm. I choke out sunflower petals Swallowing them down and pushing them back Waiting and waiting as the panic settles I can't make it through another anxiety attack The petals of the flowers you gave me Are still in my heart I fear I'm losing my sanity The memory of happiness is far and torn apart The room through my tears is blurry. Rose thorns scratch and tug at my skin, Blood drips down onto my notebook The melancholy air of midnight starts to set in I'm almost too scared nowadays to look.

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Dec 2, 2020

Dec 2, 2020 at 1:39 AM UTC

Petal

Vines crawl out of the cuts on my arm Stretching up to the sky, My brain's blaring with alarm A piece of me wants you to pry As I frantically cover my upper arm. I choke out sunflower petals Swallowing them down and pushing them back Waiting and waiting as the panic settles I can't make it through another anxiety attack The petals of the flowers you gave me Are still in my heart I fear I'm losing my sanity The memory of happiness is far and torn apart The room through my tears is blurry. Rose thorns scratch and tug at my skin, Blood drips down onto my notebook The melancholy air of midnight starts to set in I'm almost too scared nowadays to look.

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