annie07 - Hello Poetry

I am not gonna meditate on you anymore I am not gonna think about you anymore You came like a lightening bolt Then left like you were never here Making me question my own identity Making me question my life’s reality Was it just in my head? Was it a dream? Was it a nightmare that I didn’t see? Aloof, my mind strays in different directions Were you someone I thought you weren’t? You walked in and embraced me like a child Told me you wanna hear all about my mind Held my hand so it wouldn’t shake while i speak You said you won’t judge me even if I hung myself on a tree Then one very fine day, you started drifting away Into the abyss, where I couldn’t even hold onto you I kept latching onto the shadow you left behind Tried to manifest you back cause I was always crying But I’m tired now, and I can’t go on like this And so they say, The final act of loving someone, Is letting them go So I let you go

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Mar 13, 2025

Mar 13, 2025 at 1:47 PM UTC

Let You Go

I am not gonna meditate on you anymore I am not gonna think about you anymore You came like a lightening bolt Then left like you were never here Making me question my own identity Making me question my life’s reality Was it just in my head? Was it a dream? Was it a nightmare that I didn’t see? Aloof, my mind strays in different directions Were you someone I thought you weren’t? You walked in and embraced me like a child Told me you wanna hear all about my mind Held my hand so it wouldn’t shake while i speak You said you won’t judge me even if I hung myself on a tree Then one very fine day, you started drifting away Into the abyss, where I couldn’t even hold onto you I kept latching onto the shadow you left behind Tried to manifest you back cause I was always crying But I’m tired now, and I can’t go on like this And so they say, The final act of loving someone, Is letting them go So I let you go

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It begins with a tragic sigh A sudden cool breeze Tortuous cold fog Leaving you unable to see After a while, you stare at the broken pieces Your shadow shattered on the floor Tears falling one by one You wait for someone to knock at the door Days pass by, while you sit and rot Too scared to open your eyes You keep the curtains closed You question, “Time flies?” But then on a very subtle day You shake your head and get up It starts with taking a deep breath Feeling that air in your body, down your lungs You walk to the kitchen, slow and steady And make some coffee for yourself Still confused but something lights up inside you You pick up and read the book buried on the shelf It seems like you have to start from the beginning Back from when you were just a kid Pushed into this cruel world to “live” Your whole life looks like a dark pyramid You no longer wait for that knock You stop longing for that one hug You give up on the idea of being “saved” So you ponder and let it go with a soft shrug Whatever meant the most to you Sounds like a stupid idea now All that grief you were holding within Seems like a television picture or a show And this is how you know This is the art of letting go

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Mar 4, 2025

Mar 4, 2025 at 11:26 AM UTC

The Art of Letting Go

It begins with a tragic sigh A sudden cool breeze Tortuous cold fog Leaving you unable to see After a while, you stare at the broken pieces Your shadow shattered on the floor Tears falling one by one You wait for someone to knock at the door Days pass by, while you sit and rot Too scared to open your eyes You keep the curtains closed You question, “Time flies?” But then on a very subtle day You shake your head and get up It starts with taking a deep breath Feeling that air in your body, down your lungs You walk to the kitchen, slow and steady And make some coffee for yourself Still confused but something lights up inside you You pick up and read the book buried on the shelf It seems like you have to start from the beginning Back from when you were just a kid Pushed into this cruel world to “live” Your whole life looks like a dark pyramid You no longer wait for that knock You stop longing for that one hug You give up on the idea of being “saved” So you ponder and let it go with a soft shrug Whatever meant the most to you Sounds like a stupid idea now All that grief you were holding within Seems like a television picture or a show And this is how you know This is the art of letting go

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In 10 years from now You’ll hear about my death You’ll stand still for a while Remembering how it felt To be around me To witness my vulnerability You’ll remember it all How I wanted to die young My words will echo in your ears The tears in my eyes But it would be too late To call my name and hear back I’ld already be six feet underneath But my body will still remember how it feels 10 years from now, You’ll hear about my death When you would have moved on Settled in with someone But you would never find me Never find me ever again

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Feb 28, 2025

Feb 28, 2025 at 8:42 AM UTC

10 Years

In 10 years from now You’ll hear about my death You’ll stand still for a while Remembering how it felt To be around me To witness my vulnerability You’ll remember it all How I wanted to die young My words will echo in your ears The tears in my eyes But it would be too late To call my name and hear back I’ld already be six feet underneath But my body will still remember how it feels 10 years from now, You’ll hear about my death When you would have moved on Settled in with someone But you would never find me Never find me ever again

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Six feet underneath I know you can’t even see me When I was there I would sit and stare You once asked Why do I keep looking like that Little do you know I am longing for a show When I am dead And my eyes are shut instead I’ld still be able to see you in my grave Because I am saving this picture’s trace So even when I am gone I’ld have you with me forever So even when the world will forget about me I’ld still remember you So even when I won’t be breathing My eyes would still see See you there with me

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Feb 26, 2025

Feb 26, 2025 at 12:15 AM UTC

Stop & Stare

Six feet underneath I know you can’t even see me When I was there I would sit and stare You once asked Why do I keep looking like that Little do you know I am longing for a show When I am dead And my eyes are shut instead I’ld still be able to see you in my grave Because I am saving this picture’s trace So even when I am gone I’ld have you with me forever So even when the world will forget about me I’ld still remember you So even when I won’t be breathing My eyes would still see See you there with me

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Blood, more blood On the walls The door What you see is rusted blood stains I see the flashbacks Of myself, Injecting poison Thinking it’ll save me from my demons You see sickening red colour, I see my struggle I see the girl swaying in thin air, Trying not to fall, trying not to collapse I see the arms with blood running down them, I hear the muffled screams, “Help me, someone?” Oh what a sight, that I can’t un-see now She’s falling, hitting her head on the floor Is she brainsick? To yet put herself in this mess again Overdosing like it’s a candy you can’t resist Oh but, she’s only a human, Trying to survive, trying not to die of emotions Trying to let go of traumas she can’t forget She’s only a girl She’s only a human She’s not a monster

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Feb 12, 2025

Feb 12, 2025 at 10:15 AM UTC

Needles

Blood, more blood On the walls The door What you see is rusted blood stains I see the flashbacks Of myself, Injecting poison Thinking it’ll save me from my demons You see sickening red colour, I see my struggle I see the girl swaying in thin air, Trying not to fall, trying not to collapse I see the arms with blood running down them, I hear the muffled screams, “Help me, someone?” Oh what a sight, that I can’t un-see now She’s falling, hitting her head on the floor Is she brainsick? To yet put herself in this mess again Overdosing like it’s a candy you can’t resist Oh but, she’s only a human, Trying to survive, trying not to die of emotions Trying to let go of traumas she can’t forget She’s only a girl She’s only a human She’s not a monster

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I lie down by the dandelions To sleep a peaceful sleep I rest my head on the green bed Going somewhere down, deep I move my lips to make a sound Words don’t seem to follow me So I hover my hands to show Try to make you see all that I feel I like to keep my doors closed Do it all for self defence Shut you out when you try to walk in Expect you to see through my lens Lately I have been surviving Thriving in my dark, impaired town Madness spreading around like cancer Fear and panic growing loud It’s about all that’s within Killing me slowly like a disease All the things I can’t speak of All the things making me weak I have waited to be woken up For this nightmare to pass As the dandelions sway beside my mortal body As I slowly fade into the soil As I slowly vanish As I slowly sleep A peaceful sleep

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Sep 27, 2020

Sep 27, 2020 at 1:05 PM UTC

Sleep a Peaceful Sleep

I lie down by the dandelions To sleep a peaceful sleep I rest my head on the green bed Going somewhere down, deep I move my lips to make a sound Words don’t seem to follow me So I hover my hands to show Try to make you see all that I feel I like to keep my doors closed Do it all for self defence Shut you out when you try to walk in Expect you to see through my lens Lately I have been surviving Thriving in my dark, impaired town Madness spreading around like cancer Fear and panic growing loud It’s about all that’s within Killing me slowly like a disease All the things I can’t speak of All the things making me weak I have waited to be woken up For this nightmare to pass As the dandelions sway beside my mortal body As I slowly fade into the soil As I slowly vanish As I slowly sleep A peaceful sleep

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#*Out of my little cage Through the tall grass My bare feet Stepping into the wild woods My skin aglow Touched by the essence Of the echoing howl The rustling, abandoned leaves Oh, the silenced trees Amidst the wilderness Swayed the blissful ecstasy And as I touched, I snuffed Rushing though my veins As if my blood had no value Ever A wallflower, many wallflowers My body off the ground Heart out of chest Oh, the delectation, the zest*#

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Apr 15, 2020

Apr 15, 2020 at 12:00 PM UTC

Wild Leaves

#*Out of my little cage Through the tall grass My bare feet Stepping into the wild woods My skin aglow Touched by the essence Of the echoing howl The rustling, abandoned leaves Oh, the silenced trees Amidst the wilderness Swayed the blissful ecstasy And as I touched, I snuffed Rushing though my veins As if my blood had no value Ever A wallflower, many wallflowers My body off the ground Heart out of chest Oh, the delectation, the zest*#

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#*I screamed Hoping someone would be awake To hear the sound of damage If not me I wanted to alert the rest Of the predation I became the victim to Because you were the kind of guy They don’t warn you about You’re the kind they praise The one who gets into the house Uninvited but welcomed Because you know how to make them smile Slowly infesting the heads To get into cold beds Because you enjoy the ********** You enjoy the art of treachery The idea of being good at one thing Feeding on the muffled, “Please” But you don’t stop Not until you fill blood in the crease You’re ruthless, and you’re proud of it*#

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Feb 8, 2020

Feb 8, 2020 at 11:40 AM UTC

The Predator in Your Head

#*I screamed Hoping someone would be awake To hear the sound of damage If not me I wanted to alert the rest Of the predation I became the victim to Because you were the kind of guy They don’t warn you about You’re the kind they praise The one who gets into the house Uninvited but welcomed Because you know how to make them smile Slowly infesting the heads To get into cold beds Because you enjoy the ********** You enjoy the art of treachery The idea of being good at one thing Feeding on the muffled, “Please” But you don’t stop Not until you fill blood in the crease You’re ruthless, and you’re proud of it*#

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#*I’m not sure if I can make it till the finish line In so many years, I’m trying to be honest for the first time When the sky turns dark, and the lights go off I run with my demons –away from people, away from love Its a ceaseless cycle —of needing to be seen but hiding Underneath the cold blanket of meaningless conversations It is not something I am proud of -believe me when I say this I used to be the girl fantasising my first dance, my first kiss But now I see how I’ve turned out to be so cold and grey Because life is funny that way One day you’re fearless and bright, almost reaching the sky And the next you’re locked in your room, because nothing now makes you smile*#

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Feb 4, 2020

Feb 4, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC

Life is Funny That Way

#*I’m not sure if I can make it till the finish line In so many years, I’m trying to be honest for the first time When the sky turns dark, and the lights go off I run with my demons –away from people, away from love Its a ceaseless cycle —of needing to be seen but hiding Underneath the cold blanket of meaningless conversations It is not something I am proud of -believe me when I say this I used to be the girl fantasising my first dance, my first kiss But now I see how I’ve turned out to be so cold and grey Because life is funny that way One day you’re fearless and bright, almost reaching the sky And the next you’re locked in your room, because nothing now makes you smile*#

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#*There’s a highway to happiness Beyond my sorrow I have found a path to heaven I fill my veins with drugs Every night A different sort of narcotic A subtle smile For a while it gets better For a while I look pretty And the world seems beautiful Until it passes, leaving me drained Gushing out of my body Pulling me back into cruel reality A dangerous place where I am not who I am I walk a different path I say nothing I feel Real, yet so unreal So I tell you I am doing alright Doing drugs all night Washing away my scars 1 a.m showers, sounds bizarre But Isn’t, if you’re me If you could, only see*#

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Feb 4, 2020

Feb 4, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC

Drugs and Other Things

#*There’s a highway to happiness Beyond my sorrow I have found a path to heaven I fill my veins with drugs Every night A different sort of narcotic A subtle smile For a while it gets better For a while I look pretty And the world seems beautiful Until it passes, leaving me drained Gushing out of my body Pulling me back into cruel reality A dangerous place where I am not who I am I walk a different path I say nothing I feel Real, yet so unreal So I tell you I am doing alright Doing drugs all night Washing away my scars 1 a.m showers, sounds bizarre But Isn’t, if you’re me If you could, only see*#

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