aestheticurse - Hello Poetry

After those heartaches that has been done, I never asked and rushed a sense of love to come. After those painful stories and poems I wrote, I never imagined how could this happiness be my thought. After those series of "I" that I had. You've came that I hope for it to last so bad.

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Jun 11, 2020

Jun 11, 2020 at 8:35 PM UTC

I

After those heartaches that has been done, I never asked and rushed a sense of love to come. After those painful stories and poems I wrote, I never imagined how could this happiness be my thought. After those series of "I" that I had. You've came that I hope for it to last so bad.

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seeing you wanting her, seeing myself again wanting for repair

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Jul 30, 2019

Jul 30, 2019 at 6:12 AM UTC

seeing

seeing you wanting her, seeing myself again wanting for repair

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EXPECTATIONS, what are expectations? It was a 12-letter word that I’ve set as a standard Where anything way below, acceptance is just too hard It was the moment I kept myself away from freedom, Freedom of doing what I want to do Freedom of not having fun to what I love. Am I still the person who is willing to win this battle? Now that I think of it, Your opinion affects my system as it greatly matters. I lose self-reliance because our belief prominently differs Your words direct my capacity into incapability I lost myself, I lost my long-term built confidence, just so yours be followed. I believed I never made the right choice, The moment your opinion kept the majority’s mind closed. I was never person I ought to be. I was blinded by the pressure you form inside me Letting me consider I wasn’t doing enough, Luring me into what our society want, Persuading me that in all things that I do, I can’t. No, I am not a loser but. . . I’m tired. Set by high expectations Labelled by your opinions and Filled by Pressure Can I survive this battle? These three just consumed my positivity. All I have wasn’t enough, my fighting spirit reached its limit, I think I’ll be losing the battle. I think I need to quit. I quit. I quit reaching your expectations I quit on becoming a puppet of your opinion I quit being a slave of pressure. I’ll quit just so I could win this battle. I’ll stand on my own standards and expectations I’ll do what I think is best for me even though failure would arrive and teach me a lesson Societal standards are up but I’ll set my own I’ll be the queen of my freedom, where positivity overflows and life continuously goes on Your opinion may somewhat matter But you can’t have the compass to my journey of becoming stronger I’ll be learning to eliminate Just for my self-choices could dominate I’ll turn pressure into power, Power to survive, power to become better I will win this battle. No more expectations, No insignificant opinion No more peer-pressure to stop this motion. No more stops just rest. Victory is in me, all I have was the best. I am a quitter on quitting.

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Oct 10, 2018

Oct 10, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC

I QUIT

EXPECTATIONS, what are expectations? It was a 12-letter word that I’ve set as a standard Where anything way below, acceptance is just too hard It was the moment I kept myself away from freedom, Freedom of doing what I want to do Freedom of not having fun to what I love. Am I still the person who is willing to win this battle? Now that I think of it, Your opinion affects my system as it greatly matters. I lose self-reliance because our belief prominently differs Your words direct my capacity into incapability I lost myself, I lost my long-term built confidence, just so yours be followed. I believed I never made the right choice, The moment your opinion kept the majority’s mind closed. I was never person I ought to be. I was blinded by the pressure you form inside me Letting me consider I wasn’t doing enough, Luring me into what our society want, Persuading me that in all things that I do, I can’t. No, I am not a loser but. . . I’m tired. Set by high expectations Labelled by your opinions and Filled by Pressure Can I survive this battle? These three just consumed my positivity. All I have wasn’t enough, my fighting spirit reached its limit, I think I’ll be losing the battle. I think I need to quit. I quit. I quit reaching your expectations I quit on becoming a puppet of your opinion I quit being a slave of pressure. I’ll quit just so I could win this battle. I’ll stand on my own standards and expectations I’ll do what I think is best for me even though failure would arrive and teach me a lesson Societal standards are up but I’ll set my own I’ll be the queen of my freedom, where positivity overflows and life continuously goes on Your opinion may somewhat matter But you can’t have the compass to my journey of becoming stronger I’ll be learning to eliminate Just for my self-choices could dominate I’ll turn pressure into power, Power to survive, power to become better I will win this battle. No more expectations, No insignificant opinion No more peer-pressure to stop this motion. No more stops just rest. Victory is in me, all I have was the best. I am a quitter on quitting.

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The moment you arrived and stayed here inside my dreams, within my reach, along with my old past broken stitch, I no longer feel alone, deprived unloved, everything that un- could be attached. But time became my greatest enemy that weakens the wall built by my army. I found you there. Far away from me filled of all the thoughts and feelings that are unclear. Now, I got back to the time where everything is an un-, can't, dis-, not, and then won't. I am lost. lost in the moment that turned into memories. Lost from the track to my genuine happiness. Lost of courage to take a step towards love again. Lost in pain. Lost in thoughts. Lost in everything that I thought we were. Lost in everything that you made me feel. I was here but you escaped to be there and left me lost in the universe filled with hatred and despair.

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Mar 15, 2018

Mar 15, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC

Here. There. Lost

The moment you arrived and stayed here inside my dreams, within my reach, along with my old past broken stitch, I no longer feel alone, deprived unloved, everything that un- could be attached. But time became my greatest enemy that weakens the wall built by my army. I found you there. Far away from me filled of all the thoughts and feelings that are unclear. Now, I got back to the time where everything is an un-, can't, dis-, not, and then won't. I am lost. lost in the moment that turned into memories. Lost from the track to my genuine happiness. Lost of courage to take a step towards love again. Lost in pain. Lost in thoughts. Lost in everything that I thought we were. Lost in everything that you made me feel. I was here but you escaped to be there and left me lost in the universe filled with hatred and despair.

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