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Tnmusicman
49/M/Old Hickory TN Writing music, songs and poetry for 30+ years. These poems are a window to my soul and I hope those that read them feel every emotion as I did writing them.
sorry i made you walk when i promised roses and i'm sorry i talked about things that were pointless you don't make me nervous you've only made me anxious that i'll **** up if your eyes turn silver when you melt don't fall for me i'll be your regret i warned you a thousand times, spelled it out for you on the fridge that i am not right, a little too bruised. but you just smiled and asked for me to do the same to you.
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 9:34 AM UTC
; pt 2
She drapes her beauty over a gossamer sleeve breathes music box melody through the spindles of dreams elopes with the stars and whispers lavish possibilities through a cauldron of clouds she, the whimsy, midnight Blues fantasy seeped in gin drizzled over my sins she is madness and meaning commingled in pearlescent glow
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Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 3:59 PM UTC
bewitching muse
I know you don't believe me anymore but I still want to say it. So, here goes... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for letting you down, time after time. I'm sorry for repeating the same mistakes, over and over. I'm sorry for not trying hard enough to get straight A's. I'm sorry for thinking that A's & B's were good enough. I'm sorry for not having any common sense. I'm sorry for being hard-headed & stubborn. I'm sorry for being passive-aggressive without meaning to. I'm sorry for not being mature enough for my age. I'm sorry for breaking the rules. I'm sorry for going through the fridge without permission and eating food that doesn't belong to me. I'm sorry for occasionally taking things that aren't mine from around the house because no one uses them anymore. I'm sorry that I'm not as angelic as my little sisters. I'm sorry for all the headaches I've given you. I'm sorry for all the fights I've caused between you and Dad. I'm sorry for being a disappointment. I'm sorry that I like to watch TV. I'm sorry that I get distracted easily. I'm sorry that you think I'm weird. I'm sorry for how I look when I take a picture. I'm sorry for having an uncontrollable habit that led to me creating scars all over my face. I'm sorry for having depression and anxiety. I'm sorry that I have ADHD that I don't know how to control. I'm sorry that I don't fit in anywhere. I'm sorry for spending 12 of my 16 years of life trying to make you as proud of me as possible, but instead making you count the days until my 18th birthday so I won't be your problem anymore. I'm sorry for being a horrible person in your eyes. I'm sorry that you think I'm heartless because I never cry in front of you. I'm sorry that you think I don't care about anyone or anything. But most of all, I'm sorry that you think that this is actually who I am...
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
Dear Mom, I'm Sorry...
I know you don't believe me anymore but I still want to say it. So, here goes... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for letting you down, time after time. I'm sorry for repeating the same mistakes, over and over. I'm sorry for not trying hard enough to get straight A's. I'm sorry for thinking that A's & B's were good enough. I'm sorry for not having any common sense. I'm sorry for being hard-headed & stubborn. I'm sorry for being passive-aggressive without meaning to. I'm sorry for not being mature enough for my age. I'm sorry for breaking the rules. I'm sorry for going through the fridge without permission and eating food that doesn't belong to me. I'm sorry for occasionally taking things that aren't mine from around the house because no one uses them anymore. I'm sorry that I'm not as angelic as my little sisters. I'm sorry for all the headaches I've given you. I'm sorry for all the fights I've caused between you and Dad. I'm sorry for being a disappointment. I'm sorry that I like to watch TV. I'm sorry that I get distracted easily. I'm sorry that you think I'm weird. I'm sorry for how I look when I take a picture. I'm sorry for having an uncontrollable habit that led to me creating scars all over my face. I'm sorry for having depression and anxiety. I'm sorry that I have ADHD that I don't know how to control. I'm sorry that I don't fit in anywhere. I'm sorry for spending 12 of my 16 years of life trying to make you as proud of me as possible, but instead making you count the days until my 18th birthday so I won't be your problem anymore. I'm sorry for being a horrible person in your eyes. I'm sorry that you think I'm heartless because I never cry in front of you. I'm sorry that you think I don't care about anyone or anything. But most of all, I'm sorry that you think that this is actually who I am...
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"I just want to be happy," I said, as tears fell down my face I just want to be happy and get the hell out of this place. I just want to be happy but I know I'll never feel that here in this place where love is scarcely shown and most time is spent in fear... I just want to be happy I don't wanna measure up to some stupid freaking standards that society made up I just want to be happy I just want to feel free I just want to feel secure... like I can actually be me I want to lay down my burden kick my heels up & relax... I just want to be happy... Is that too much to ask?
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 1:59 PM UTC
I just want to be happy
I don't have the words Your words The words that bring me to tears The words that comfort me more than the man of the ocean's melody It's absurd How I can have all these complexities within me Only for them to be swept away when I try to convey them I long for your way with words The ability to speak in an impacting way Forgive my sense of inferiority, friend I know you hate pedestals But I could never envision myself atop one either
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 2:52 AM UTC
Words
thought about putting a wedding dress on, maybe then you’d look at me. all you want is *** baby, slow down, we have all the time in the world if you want me. i don’t know why i put up with you, you make me feel so low. and talking to you is like talking to a brick wall, but i’d never tell you that, because i know you would explode. and as much as you cause me misery, i’d never wish the same upon you. we’re different, babe. i care for you, and you pretend. and even though i’d never admit it, we both know how it’ll end.
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
misery