Jet0012 - Hello Poetry

life is the beautiful lie death is the hideous truth in between is the untouchable skies where death awaits for you

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Apr 4, 2020

Apr 4, 2020 at 1:58 AM UTC

life is the beautiful lie death is the hideous truth in between is the untouchable skies where death awaits for you

i hate loving you youre entitled to everything without knowing entitled to my happiness entitled to controlling my feelings entitled to my love i hate loving you because youre entitled to so much but can leave in one second i hate loving you cause ill never stop loving you

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Nov 23, 2019

Nov 23, 2019 at 8:55 PM UTC

i hate loving you

i hate loving you youre entitled to everything without knowing entitled to my happiness entitled to controlling my feelings entitled to my love i hate loving you because youre entitled to so much but can leave in one second i hate loving you cause ill never stop loving you

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Welcome to AA. Also known as Addicts anonymous Well, hi I’m Jetzael, and I have an addictive personality. But you can call me jet. It started about 4 years ago with small things. You know, from the things I ate to the seats I took. But then my addictive personality escalated to people. But let me explain to you how my addiction with people worked… or works. Itll start of by needing to take a glance at you. That would fulfill my high. Then I needed a simple hello until I needed a hug, a conversation, lunch every day, a seat next to you, it never stopped! My addiction with you never stopped, it just kept growing. And when my high wore off, you didn’t get out of my head. What were you doing? Were you happy? Did you need something? Are you mad, sad, frustrated? Are you okay? … am I okay? All I could ever think about, was you. And we all know here, addictions never end in a good high. So it got to the point where my questions turned from were you okay? To was I ever gonna be. I went through the withdrawal. All alone. All the restless tearful nights until I got high again. Not by you though. But her name was oxycodone, with her friends Percocet and codeine. They became my best friends. They always distracted me from you until I got tired of them, because you… pff… you gave me highs that codeine could never. But then came along all the restless, nauseous, and chilly nights until they all got out of my system. Why? Because I was growing an addiction for you… again. Would you still like me this way? Would you support my ways? But the one question that kept me up all night was, did you still love me? At least just a little bit? But then my old home-girl came through, Maryjane. And numbed my mind away from all the questions and thoughts that existed about you. She would smoke me out every day, before the sun was even two minutes into his 12-hour shift. We would be numb the whole day so I never had the chance of thinking about you. Couple of months went by, but if you wanna be exact, my addictive personality could tell you how many months, days, hours, minutes and seconds it was. But that’s unnecessary. I mean, all my highs were starting to let me forget your scent, touch, words, even your face. But then you crossed me again, and all those things I thought I forgot about you, rushed back into my head faster than any other drug that existed. So here I am again, craving highs, not from oxy, perc, codeine or marijuana, but from you.

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Nov 10, 2019

Nov 10, 2019 at 3:18 PM UTC

Addicts Anonymous

Welcome to AA. Also known as Addicts anonymous Well, hi I’m Jetzael, and I have an addictive personality. But you can call me jet. It started about 4 years ago with small things. You know, from the things I ate to the seats I took. But then my addictive personality escalated to people. But let me explain to you how my addiction with people worked… or works. Itll start of by needing to take a glance at you. That would fulfill my high. Then I needed a simple hello until I needed a hug, a conversation, lunch every day, a seat next to you, it never stopped! My addiction with you never stopped, it just kept growing. And when my high wore off, you didn’t get out of my head. What were you doing? Were you happy? Did you need something? Are you mad, sad, frustrated? Are you okay? … am I okay? All I could ever think about, was you. And we all know here, addictions never end in a good high. So it got to the point where my questions turned from were you okay? To was I ever gonna be. I went through the withdrawal. All alone. All the restless tearful nights until I got high again. Not by you though. But her name was oxycodone, with her friends Percocet and codeine. They became my best friends. They always distracted me from you until I got tired of them, because you… pff… you gave me highs that codeine could never. But then came along all the restless, nauseous, and chilly nights until they all got out of my system. Why? Because I was growing an addiction for you… again. Would you still like me this way? Would you support my ways? But the one question that kept me up all night was, did you still love me? At least just a little bit? But then my old home-girl came through, Maryjane. And numbed my mind away from all the questions and thoughts that existed about you. She would smoke me out every day, before the sun was even two minutes into his 12-hour shift. We would be numb the whole day so I never had the chance of thinking about you. Couple of months went by, but if you wanna be exact, my addictive personality could tell you how many months, days, hours, minutes and seconds it was. But that’s unnecessary. I mean, all my highs were starting to let me forget your scent, touch, words, even your face. But then you crossed me again, and all those things I thought I forgot about you, rushed back into my head faster than any other drug that existed. So here I am again, craving highs, not from oxy, perc, codeine or marijuana, but from you.

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Mama used to describe love as such a beautiful thing That when I fall in love, I should feel happy and safe That one day the man of my dreams will buy me a ring And when he proudly hands over his last name, there should be no other female in the whole world he would rather claim And when I thought I found such a lovely thing I truly thought I was in love, but then I started hurting I had no typa freedom, didn’t experience any typa love My days felt like they were becoming longer, perhaps even colder. I obeyed his rules, or else I was punished. I prayed I wouldn’t get beat He saw the tears form in my eyes and roll down my face He leaned in to kiss me, as my body froze over He cried as he said he was sorry and that it was love That it was love who took over. That he had to punish me because he loves me That it was love! He said this love was destined, and how I could never leave his side because the connection we had, that it just had to be fate. But I felt that I was slowly dying on the inside. I was in pain, physically and emotionally I couldn’t tell anyone what just happened. Nothing of what hes done Im going into shock, mentally drained. But he held our hands tightly together Spoke gently into my ears and said, babygirl it will all be fine This love we have, its gonna last forever I thought to myself… forever? This love… was gonna last FOREVER? And it was as if he could hear all my thoughts, he said Forever baby, this love is forever ever. Mama didn’t tell me bout this part of love! No one told me about this part of love! I didn’t know this was part of love… because my body was aching, some parts bruising It was as if I was locked up, my true emotions were always contained I swear im slowly going crazy, I think possibly falling in love I started falling in love with the man who had me mentally restrained I didn’t find the love mama was talking about But- I think maybe I found one even better The stockholm syndrome typa love

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Nov 10, 2019

Nov 10, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC

Stockholm Syndrome

Mama used to describe love as such a beautiful thing That when I fall in love, I should feel happy and safe That one day the man of my dreams will buy me a ring And when he proudly hands over his last name, there should be no other female in the whole world he would rather claim And when I thought I found such a lovely thing I truly thought I was in love, but then I started hurting I had no typa freedom, didn’t experience any typa love My days felt like they were becoming longer, perhaps even colder. I obeyed his rules, or else I was punished. I prayed I wouldn’t get beat He saw the tears form in my eyes and roll down my face He leaned in to kiss me, as my body froze over He cried as he said he was sorry and that it was love That it was love who took over. That he had to punish me because he loves me That it was love! He said this love was destined, and how I could never leave his side because the connection we had, that it just had to be fate. But I felt that I was slowly dying on the inside. I was in pain, physically and emotionally I couldn’t tell anyone what just happened. Nothing of what hes done Im going into shock, mentally drained. But he held our hands tightly together Spoke gently into my ears and said, babygirl it will all be fine This love we have, its gonna last forever I thought to myself… forever? This love… was gonna last FOREVER? And it was as if he could hear all my thoughts, he said Forever baby, this love is forever ever. Mama didn’t tell me bout this part of love! No one told me about this part of love! I didn’t know this was part of love… because my body was aching, some parts bruising It was as if I was locked up, my true emotions were always contained I swear im slowly going crazy, I think possibly falling in love I started falling in love with the man who had me mentally restrained I didn’t find the love mama was talking about But- I think maybe I found one even better The stockholm syndrome typa love

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life is the worshiped lie death is the hideous truth in between lies the untouchable skies where death awaits for you

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Nov 10, 2019

Nov 10, 2019 at 3:10 PM UTC

Untitled

life is the worshiped lie death is the hideous truth in between lies the untouchable skies where death awaits for you

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earbuds in volume set to max faces go blurry as everything fades away, I put on my mask

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Nov 10, 2019

Nov 10, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC

daily routine

earbuds in volume set to max faces go blurry as everything fades away, I put on my mask

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enamorate de ti misma y tendras un romance para el resto de tu vida un amor eterno

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Nov 10, 2019

Nov 10, 2019 at 3:05 PM UTC

amor eterno

enamorate de ti misma y tendras un romance para el resto de tu vida un amor eterno

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Its been two weeks since I’ve been using .. and honestly, I thought I could never stop abusing. The first time I used, I was so high. It made me believe you were the cure to all my pain so I sat there and saw how you started controlling my brain. I felt so happy, so in love that I felt like I could fly. I started using more, just to escape from the problems in the real world. I was floating away to another dimension, possibly my dream world. It became part of my routine, if I didn’t have my daily dose, I caused a scene! Everyone said this drug had me afflicted but nah, nah... you think I could be addicted? ... No! I swear im fine, I promise. But ayo, you think I can get another line? Look at me, look at the person I came out to be, this wasn’t the person I wanted you to see. Please wait, one more date, one more line to replace the pain. I swear ill give you all my love in exchange. But now I’m all alone, an my heart feels like its becoming stone. I’m keeping all these feelings in my chest and the demons surrounding me are playing with my emotions like some game of chess... But you know what? The recovery of this crave will release my brain from being your slave. You made me believe all the lies you said, as my addiction for you just spread. But while I cried, I came to recognize, the love you had me was always just a lie. A lie I was addicted to.

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Mar 27, 2019

Mar 27, 2019 at 10:44 PM UTC

Addiction

Its been two weeks since I’ve been using .. and honestly, I thought I could never stop abusing. The first time I used, I was so high. It made me believe you were the cure to all my pain so I sat there and saw how you started controlling my brain. I felt so happy, so in love that I felt like I could fly. I started using more, just to escape from the problems in the real world. I was floating away to another dimension, possibly my dream world. It became part of my routine, if I didn’t have my daily dose, I caused a scene! Everyone said this drug had me afflicted but nah, nah... you think I could be addicted? ... No! I swear im fine, I promise. But ayo, you think I can get another line? Look at me, look at the person I came out to be, this wasn’t the person I wanted you to see. Please wait, one more date, one more line to replace the pain. I swear ill give you all my love in exchange. But now I’m all alone, an my heart feels like its becoming stone. I’m keeping all these feelings in my chest and the demons surrounding me are playing with my emotions like some game of chess... But you know what? The recovery of this crave will release my brain from being your slave. You made me believe all the lies you said, as my addiction for you just spread. But while I cried, I came to recognize, the love you had me was always just a lie. A lie I was addicted to.

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24 hours in a day 7 days in a week I’ve been trying to learn how to deal with you How to deal with your words That are sharp Sharp enough to cut my skin & through my heart You see me in pain but you just sit there with that grin You say : Im not pretty enough Not feminine enough Not curvy enough BASICALLY what youre tryna say is that... im Not good enough now you’re gone & im here, still alone Trying to Hide my feelings But the band aids you got me... I’m still bleeding But you know what ??! I’m not ready to quit my mother taught me my worth No matter how the shoe fits My father showed me What it was to be treated right So I do not have to feel guilty Because you wanted me out of your sight I don’t need you to tell me what I am I am good enough Not to someone else, but to myself I am so much better than what you say I am I am proud, just being myself

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Dec 23, 2018

Dec 23, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC

24 hours in a day 7 days in a week I’ve been trying to learn how to deal with you How to deal with your words That are sharp Sharp enough to cut my skin & through my heart You see me in pain but you just sit there with that grin You say : Im not pretty enough Not feminine enough Not curvy enough BASICALLY what youre tryna say is that... im Not good enough now you’re gone & im here, still alone Trying to Hide my feelings But the band aids you got me... I’m still bleeding But you know what ??! I’m not ready to quit my mother taught me my worth No matter how the shoe fits My father showed me What it was to be treated right So I do not have to feel guilty Because you wanted me out of your sight I don’t need you to tell me what I am I am good enough Not to someone else, but to myself I am so much better than what you say I am I am proud, just being myself

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There he was Always by my side He was there to wipe my tears He was there to hug me and take away my fears He was there to stop me from drinking too many beers He was always there until one day I made things blurry Everything was going downhill He didn't even look back He just left in a hurry I said I didn't care Deep down, I just wanted it to be a nightmare I knew he was no longer by my side I had lost everything, everyone, even my pride We talk once more Our conversations never a bore I tell you how much I've missed you and all about the days I've been blue you are one of my blessings I know I won't mess this up again I'm not even stressing I love you so much Our friendship has become something no one can touch Thank you for being by my side Through the low and high tides

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Mar 7, 2018

Mar 7, 2018 at 7:30 PM UTC

he was there...

There he was Always by my side He was there to wipe my tears He was there to hug me and take away my fears He was there to stop me from drinking too many beers He was always there until one day I made things blurry Everything was going downhill He didn't even look back He just left in a hurry I said I didn't care Deep down, I just wanted it to be a nightmare I knew he was no longer by my side I had lost everything, everyone, even my pride We talk once more Our conversations never a bore I tell you how much I've missed you and all about the days I've been blue you are one of my blessings I know I won't mess this up again I'm not even stressing I love you so much Our friendship has become something no one can touch Thank you for being by my side Through the low and high tides

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