alif-afifi - Hello Poetry

For most, torture is something physical. For instance being peeled of from our sacred skin we take refuge in, or being burned by that cigarette **** over and over again. But to me, torture is being alone in the dead of night In my room, with nothing but me and my destructive mind. Its overthinking all the little details. Its not knowing why that person suddenly stopped talking. Its that corrosive feeling of worthlessness that your mind convinced you of being. Its when war wages on inside your brittle self and you know you could not hold on any longer. Its when youre all alone with no one there to save you from yourself. Its a torture that makes death seem like a friend. Beckoning you into its embrace.

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Dec 6, 2014

Dec 6, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC

Torture

For most, torture is something physical. For instance being peeled of from our sacred skin we take refuge in, or being burned by that cigarette **** over and over again. But to me, torture is being alone in the dead of night In my room, with nothing but me and my destructive mind. Its overthinking all the little details. Its not knowing why that person suddenly stopped talking. Its that corrosive feeling of worthlessness that your mind convinced you of being. Its when war wages on inside your brittle self and you know you could not hold on any longer. Its when youre all alone with no one there to save you from yourself. Its a torture that makes death seem like a friend. Beckoning you into its embrace.

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I hate you, I hate the things you do to me, I hate how i build walls around my dying heart and you just bring them down like paper cards, I hate how you keep me silent when all i want to do was scream and shout, I hate how easily you destroy me while i cant even seem to dent you, I hate how your words pulls me apart and mine comes out like whisps of wind, I hate how everything i do and see are now about you, I hate all these sad songs that keep playing in my head because of you, I hate that you are the queen that i'm enslaved to, I hate how easily you control me when i cant even control myself, I hate the fact that i am so inlove with you i have become insignificant and weak. But i cant be any happier than when im with you.

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Oct 19, 2014

Oct 19, 2014 at 9:22 AM UTC

I Hate You

I hate you, I hate the things you do to me, I hate how i build walls around my dying heart and you just bring them down like paper cards, I hate how you keep me silent when all i want to do was scream and shout, I hate how easily you destroy me while i cant even seem to dent you, I hate how your words pulls me apart and mine comes out like whisps of wind, I hate how everything i do and see are now about you, I hate all these sad songs that keep playing in my head because of you, I hate that you are the queen that i'm enslaved to, I hate how easily you control me when i cant even control myself, I hate the fact that i am so inlove with you i have become insignificant and weak. But i cant be any happier than when im with you.

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You look around you, You see everyone going about their daily business. You see normal typical beings. You wonder, are they really what they seem to be? For every person wears a mask. Hiding behind each masks, Lies untold stories, legends, and adventures waiting to be unfold. The darkest of secrets hidden behind layers of skin and flesh. And the brightest of hopes, living inside the sacred hearts. A magnificent being lies beneath, waiting to spread its wings. But to you, theyre just another face passing by, Because the masks they wear is all you see.

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Jul 9, 2014

Jul 9, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC

Masks

You look around you, You see everyone going about their daily business. You see normal typical beings. You wonder, are they really what they seem to be? For every person wears a mask. Hiding behind each masks, Lies untold stories, legends, and adventures waiting to be unfold. The darkest of secrets hidden behind layers of skin and flesh. And the brightest of hopes, living inside the sacred hearts. A magnificent being lies beneath, waiting to spread its wings. But to you, theyre just another face passing by, Because the masks they wear is all you see.

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Heaven and Hell, I taste when i'm with you. Heart as cold as ice, yet warm like the grassy fields of the spring meadows. You were the hurricane, chaotic and unforgiving. But with every storm, lies a rainbow radiating every inch of beauty within. Your mind beautifully balanced, a mysterious blend of dark and cheery. Your existence, like the gleaming rays of the sunrise. Bringing new hope after a dark and cold night. You are the bitter sweet of life.

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Jul 4, 2014

Jul 4, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC

Bitter Sweet

Heaven and Hell, I taste when i'm with you. Heart as cold as ice, yet warm like the grassy fields of the spring meadows. You were the hurricane, chaotic and unforgiving. But with every storm, lies a rainbow radiating every inch of beauty within. Your mind beautifully balanced, a mysterious blend of dark and cheery. Your existence, like the gleaming rays of the sunrise. Bringing new hope after a dark and cold night. You are the bitter sweet of life.

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