Whimper - Hello Poetry

If you could only see yourself through my eyes You would uncover my secret My desire to love To hold you close Yet I smile. Holding this inside Cracks eroding at the surface. I might burst. Alone to pick up the broken pieces of myself.

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Jul 20, 2025

Jul 20, 2025 at 9:13 AM UTC

Through Thine Eye

If you could only see yourself through my eyes You would uncover my secret My desire to love To hold you close Yet I smile. Holding this inside Cracks eroding at the surface. I might burst. Alone to pick up the broken pieces of myself.

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I am unfit to endure summer. Yet the burning becomes bearable A bastion Blissful. Summer will only been seen through you. Without you I am unfit to endure.

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Aug 15, 2023

Aug 15, 2023 at 10:59 AM UTC

κακοθερής

I am unfit to endure summer. Yet the burning becomes bearable A bastion Blissful. Summer will only been seen through you. Without you I am unfit to endure.

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You’re awfully talkative when you drink too much. Painfully silent when you are not. Why can’t you talk to me without it? Resentfully. Am I that woeful to be around? Apologise again. You didn’t even acknowledge what you did wrong. Blissfully unaware of your own mistakes or rather Blissfully unaware of my existence.

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Dec 23, 2021

Dec 23, 2021 at 11:07 AM UTC

Loathful

You’re awfully talkative when you drink too much. Painfully silent when you are not. Why can’t you talk to me without it? Resentfully. Am I that woeful to be around? Apologise again. You didn’t even acknowledge what you did wrong. Blissfully unaware of your own mistakes or rather Blissfully unaware of my existence.

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The smallest of them you realise in a heartbeat. The mispronunciation of a name - The stuttering of words - Dropping the cutlery on the floor. You deal with the consequences immediately. The understandable look of shame - The internal frustration. Why is it that the largest stay hidden. Days, weeks, months. Silence. Nothing to be said. Until the day of reckoning. The realisation. The shame. Fear. How terrifying. Nothing can be done, With only crippling consequences to come.

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Feb 13, 2021

Feb 13, 2021 at 9:19 AM UTC

Mistakes

The smallest of them you realise in a heartbeat. The mispronunciation of a name - The stuttering of words - Dropping the cutlery on the floor. You deal with the consequences immediately. The understandable look of shame - The internal frustration. Why is it that the largest stay hidden. Days, weeks, months. Silence. Nothing to be said. Until the day of reckoning. The realisation. The shame. Fear. How terrifying. Nothing can be done, With only crippling consequences to come.

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If time is a straight line. Every time I look behind - I see her. Mirage - Rub my eyes - I think it's more hallucinations in my head instead. Squawking, talking - Awake in bed. The voices whisper - She is dead.

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Jun 1, 2020

Jun 1, 2020 at 8:44 AM UTC

Hallucinations

If time is a straight line. Every time I look behind - I see her. Mirage - Rub my eyes - I think it's more hallucinations in my head instead. Squawking, talking - Awake in bed. The voices whisper - She is dead.

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Saw nothing - Seeing it. Hear nothing - Makes me. Forgot everything - Shatter.

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May 18, 2020

May 18, 2020 at 3:25 AM UTC

Nothing.