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Ramu98
Ramu98
22/F
The little girl inside of me was feeling so small. She was aching badly, her heart was going to burst out and so was mine. She ached for both of us, and I, I ached for her. I ached for my skin, for My pores and the discolorations on my face, I ached for my hair, ached for my split ends damaged by time and negligence, I ached for my nails, too big too hard too yellow too something, I ached for my fat, ached for my stretch marks I ached for my love handles, muffin top, little pouch on my not so flat stomach or any extra something that might not always be considered nice , I ached for my fingers, I ached for my thighs, I ached for my teeth, I ached for my nose, I ached for my forehead and my hairline that was too uneven too messy too something. I ached so badly for the barely audible voice of the little girl inside of me when she was trying to cheer me up this morning, whispering that I can do it, that I should do it I should care for myself. I should take a bath put a face mask on brush my hair and be gentle!! “You’re doing this because you love yourself, you want to take care of it” she’d whisper. I ache for her and how she’s slowly getting smaller now, soon she’ll fade and I’ll be left with no one to help me wake up in the morning. I’ll ache for my heart, who’s had more than enough pain but still receives more punches, my heart will ache for itself it will ache for the both of us as it sees me wilting away as I mourn the little girl that was once the voice of hope in me. I ache for my aching and for the fact that I don’t know how long I can fight before I fade away too.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Ache.
The little girl inside of me was feeling so small. She was aching badly, her heart was going to burst out and so was mine. She ached for both of us, and I, I ached for her. I ached for my skin, for My pores and the discolorations on my face, I ached for my hair, ached for my split ends damaged by time and negligence, I ached for my nails, too big too hard too yellow too something, I ached for my fat, ached for my stretch marks I ached for my love handles, muffin top, little pouch on my not so flat stomach or any extra something that might not always be considered nice , I ached for my fingers, I ached for my thighs, I ached for my teeth, I ached for my nose, I ached for my forehead and my hairline that was too uneven too messy too something. I ached so badly for the barely audible voice of the little girl inside of me when she was trying to cheer me up this morning, whispering that I can do it, that I should do it I should care for myself. I should take a bath put a face mask on brush my hair and be gentle!! “You’re doing this because you love yourself, you want to take care of it” she’d whisper. I ache for her and how she’s slowly getting smaller now, soon she’ll fade and I’ll be left with no one to help me wake up in the morning. I’ll ache for my heart, who’s had more than enough pain but still receives more punches, my heart will ache for itself it will ache for the both of us as it sees me wilting away as I mourn the little girl that was once the voice of hope in me. I ache for my aching and for the fact that I don’t know how long I can fight before I fade away too.
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Are you your type of person? Do you admire the way you see things? Has pain smudged your brain and inked blackness that seeped in the holes of the remnants of your soul or are you still able to think? Is your heart still yours to feel whatever you please? to love and hate and never cease to see the light at the end of the tunnel at the end of a long dreary road to find color in a black and white world? or has the severity of it all made it bleed blinded it and left nothing but a travesty?   Are you still a person? After all that you’ve endured Is your mind still able to find spots of light to shine on the darkest depths of you? or did your fire die long ago accompanying the innocence that abandoned you with your childhood? Do you still have your mind? or did your thoughts become nothing but replications of what others seem to do? did the world get to you? Do you remember who you were before? when you were yours or are you too scared to think on your own?
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 10:04 AM UTC
Back to January
We’re only flesh and bone So why do you feel like an ethereal creature made of my favorite things molded into one?
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Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 3:26 PM UTC
Flesh and bone
I don't stand a chance in this chaotic world Without your soothing voice I know I'll crumble I want to feel small in your lap and just curl While your whispers silence the hateful mumbles I need you to stay and dizzy me with kisses Distract me from this cruel judmental life And the way I die everytime I hear the hisses And the words that cut like knife Take me, make me yours consume me Pull me close don't allow me to even dwell Let's create a world just for us let us be Free for once from this living hell
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Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 6:11 PM UTC
A world for two
I'm a warrior But not like any other The enemy isn't other people It's in my head I fight and strive In hopes that I'll survive The storms of hatred Towards me from within me It's a self-made war Within my mind Within my soul I'm a warrior and I hope I won't lose this war
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
I'm a warrior
Your honey lips Are still sweet Even after the spills Of bitter lies in discreet My foolish heart Still melts Still considers you as art After all the pain it felt You have me wrapped Around your oh so lovely finger Even after all that happened And all those lying whispers I love you too much To let you think that I can live without your touch Without us having a link I'm in so deep But please don't break me again Try for us and let us keep What we have despite all the pain Your honey lips are for me even after all that mayhem No matter what lies they speak I still crave to kiss them
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC
Honey lips
I'm always the one to blame In a mess and confusion And all I do is just aim To get there closer In that place of yours It shouldn't be this way I'm not supposed to ask You'd have to want me night and day I shouldn't have to talk But you keep pushing me away Doing the exact opposite of what I please Of what you want Was it all just lies? I know you're true Maybe it's just that life's a bit dull But your mind is a rainbow You just don't let it shine But again it's just my fault I'm always the one to blame I never work hard enough And then I sit alone with guilt Eating me alive with every word You whisper or text It's all the same Empty words in an empty world And I'm always the one to blame
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Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
I'm always the one to blame
Dear depression I'm writing to let you know That I don't have anything else to give You took away all my hope What more do you want of me The few breaths that I take? They're not even for me I swear I just don't want them to break The ones who still care about me Somehow you weren't able to push them away I guess they're stronger than I'll ever be But I don't want you to make them ache Hurt me bruise me take my soul But let my body here For them , not me , I'm miserable at my best But I can't let them live in fear Dear depression Please subside We can live together Just don't make me die
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 6:04 AM UTC
Dear depression
You're mine Therefore I'm fighting for you If you let go I won't keep my hand for you to hold Just as I want you you might want someone else You were mine I love you as much as to let you go And everything else just pales Next to anything about you So please let me know are you like me or do you want her I'd understand I won't imprison you You aren't mine anymore Please just tell me where to go from here and set me free Make it known that for us there is no future Set us both free be mine again or let me be
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:41 PM UTC
I was sure you're mine
I'm in a world of darkness Where everything is dim All is black Everything but him He's the colour to my life How sad that he doesn't know That in this world of madness He's my last piece of hope
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:20 PM UTC
Cheesy love poem