Sierralynn - Hello Poetry

I want you to know I’m sorry I left But I needed to go My mind agreed To something I set In motion Long ago I’d been fighting for you Just to stay a little more But I could not find The courage to stay For myself. This fighting Grew old My body became tired Soon I could no longer Keep the act going. The days grew longer The nights became darker My brain would never turn off I felt it would be better For me to disappear Escape from the earth And leave everything To go on without me. So I say it again I’m sorry I left But it was my only choice I couldn’t stop What I already started. I’m sorry.

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Mar 29, 2020

Mar 29, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC

Sierralynn

A final plea

I want you to know I’m sorry I left But I needed to go My mind agreed To something I set In motion Long ago I’d been fighting for you Just to stay a little more But I could not find The courage to stay For myself. This fighting Grew old My body became tired Soon I could no longer Keep the act going. The days grew longer The nights became darker My brain would never turn off I felt it would be better For me to disappear Escape from the earth And leave everything To go on without me. So I say it again I’m sorry I left But it was my only choice I couldn’t stop What I already started. I’m sorry.

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Let the clouds remind you That I am always nearby When the storms and thunder come I sing along with them. As rain covers the earth And deep clouds surround the sky Hear the patter of the drops And know all along I’m by your side Never too far gone Feel the cool touch on your skin Like a gentle tap from me Let it remind you I’ve never really left. Smell the fresh breeze Imagine me there Let the winds whisper About secrets and stories I’ve left for you to share. Smell the fresh scent Close your eyes And know above anything You can see me in the sky.

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Dec 23, 2019

Dec 23, 2019 at 8:11 PM UTC

Sierralynn

Remember me in the weather

Let the clouds remind you That I am always nearby When the storms and thunder come I sing along with them. As rain covers the earth And deep clouds surround the sky Hear the patter of the drops And know all along I’m by your side Never too far gone Feel the cool touch on your skin Like a gentle tap from me Let it remind you I’ve never really left. Smell the fresh breeze Imagine me there Let the winds whisper About secrets and stories I’ve left for you to share. Smell the fresh scent Close your eyes And know above anything You can see me in the sky.

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I’m taking up time and seconds That no longer are there for me Ticking clocks That should Have been silenced forever ago A past action Should have been Followed through I wish I had The courage Before To finally Be gone

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Dec 23, 2019

Dec 23, 2019 at 8:09 PM UTC

Sierralynn

Ticking Clocks Of Life

I’m taking up time and seconds That no longer are there for me Ticking clocks That should Have been silenced forever ago A past action Should have been Followed through I wish I had The courage Before To finally Be gone

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Sad Shattered Self Sees Something So Simply Small Seeking Someone Simply Safe Scarred Seconds Says Sabotage Saves So Sane Senses Sail Scribbled Seas

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Dec 23, 2019

Dec 23, 2019 at 8:08 PM UTC

Sierralynn

Sentences seem stupid

Sad Shattered Self Sees Something So Simply Small Seeking Someone Simply Safe Scarred Seconds Says Sabotage Saves So Sane Senses Sail Scribbled Seas

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My shattered self searches for something That will help fill the void. But all it finds are capsules filled with empty promises sharp edges filled with pain. It no longer knows what to do. So it takes the capsules and carves with the shape edge. Hoping that the new additions might cover her flaws, might fill her empty spaces. Shattered forgotten it sits in aching silence. My shattered self is ruined. My shattered body is torn and broken. My shattered thoughts escape me. I am shattered broken. I can not be fixed.

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Aug 28, 2019

Aug 28, 2019 at 12:08 AM UTC

Sierralynn

At the end

My shattered self searches for something That will help fill the void. But all it finds are capsules filled with empty promises sharp edges filled with pain. It no longer knows what to do. So it takes the capsules and carves with the shape edge. Hoping that the new additions might cover her flaws, might fill her empty spaces. Shattered forgotten it sits in aching silence. My shattered self is ruined. My shattered body is torn and broken. My shattered thoughts escape me. I am shattered broken. I can not be fixed.

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You haven’t seen the scars of the tears. Lightly etched on my skin Hidden under heavy layers Covered by colored masks You don’t see the breakdowns in front of the mirror. Every inch is inspected Every inch is rejected Every time I see the reflection So how can you know everything is fine You never bother to ask I no longer care to share We sit at distant ends of reality Because In real life I’m shattered inside. Every second I break a little more Day by day I break away Soon I fear Nothing will be left

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Aug 12, 2019

Aug 12, 2019 at 1:51 AM UTC

Sierralynn

Behind the smile

You haven’t seen the scars of the tears. Lightly etched on my skin Hidden under heavy layers Covered by colored masks You don’t see the breakdowns in front of the mirror. Every inch is inspected Every inch is rejected Every time I see the reflection So how can you know everything is fine You never bother to ask I no longer care to share We sit at distant ends of reality Because In real life I’m shattered inside. Every second I break a little more Day by day I break away Soon I fear Nothing will be left

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I’ve been breaking for so long my shattered pieces are scattered to far to ever recover them. I’ve lost so much of myself I no longer know what I really look like on the inside. I’ve tried covering up the missing parts and the gaping holes with anything I can find but it’s made me not me. It’s made me a person I no longer know. I no longer see myself as me but as a plastered shell covered with false looks. filled with a fake person. I’ve cracked myself given shards of me to others in hope they would stay. In hopes they would find what they wanted in me. But they kept the shard and left. They do not want me. And in return I no longer want myself.

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Aug 11, 2019

Aug 11, 2019 at 2:35 AM UTC

Sierralynn

Broken self

I’ve been breaking for so long my shattered pieces are scattered to far to ever recover them. I’ve lost so much of myself I no longer know what I really look like on the inside. I’ve tried covering up the missing parts and the gaping holes with anything I can find but it’s made me not me. It’s made me a person I no longer know. I no longer see myself as me but as a plastered shell covered with false looks. filled with a fake person. I’ve cracked myself given shards of me to others in hope they would stay. In hopes they would find what they wanted in me. But they kept the shard and left. They do not want me. And in return I no longer want myself.

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My shattered self searches for something That will help fill the void. but all it finds is capsules filled with empty promises sharp edges filled with pain. It no longer knows what to do. So it takes the capsules and carves with the shape edge. Hoping that the new additions might cover her flaws, might fill her empty spaces. Shattered forgotten it sits in aching silence. My shattered self is ruined. My shattered body is torn. My shattered thoughts escape me. I am shattered broken. I can not be fixed.

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Aug 11, 2019

Aug 11, 2019 at 2:33 AM UTC

Sierralynn

Painful darkness

My shattered self searches for something That will help fill the void. but all it finds is capsules filled with empty promises sharp edges filled with pain. It no longer knows what to do. So it takes the capsules and carves with the shape edge. Hoping that the new additions might cover her flaws, might fill her empty spaces. Shattered forgotten it sits in aching silence. My shattered self is ruined. My shattered body is torn. My shattered thoughts escape me. I am shattered broken. I can not be fixed.

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I sit down and feel like I’m in a box with a label. A label of unwanted Of just not quite right. Of outcast. A label of annoying, Of weird. I’m inside a box in my family. One they wish they could throw out. It’s been sitting there and no one knows what to do with it. No one wants to touch it. They don’t want to deal with it. They try to look away to forget it’s there. They think if they ignore it long enough It will disappear. No one wants the box with me in it. It hurts. It hurts knowing they don’t want me. It hurts knowing I’m not what they want.

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Jun 8, 2019

Jun 8, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC

Sierralynn

A labeled box

I sit down and feel like I’m in a box with a label. A label of unwanted Of just not quite right. Of outcast. A label of annoying, Of weird. I’m inside a box in my family. One they wish they could throw out. It’s been sitting there and no one knows what to do with it. No one wants to touch it. They don’t want to deal with it. They try to look away to forget it’s there. They think if they ignore it long enough It will disappear. No one wants the box with me in it. It hurts. It hurts knowing they don’t want me. It hurts knowing I’m not what they want.

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I have a heartbeat in my chest I don’t want one Beating. Reminding me that I’m here Alive. I wish that when I stop to think I couldn’t hear it supply oxygen to this body I do not want. Though it would be painful To stop the heart In my chest I hurt as it is. If it were to stop The pain would subside I wouldn’t feel this anymore It would be good. Beautiful probably.

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Jun 4, 2019

Jun 4, 2019 at 11:35 PM UTC

Sierralynn

This heart in my chest.

I have a heartbeat in my chest I don’t want one Beating. Reminding me that I’m here Alive. I wish that when I stop to think I couldn’t hear it supply oxygen to this body I do not want. Though it would be painful To stop the heart In my chest I hurt as it is. If it were to stop The pain would subside I wouldn’t feel this anymore It would be good. Beautiful probably.

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