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bellis-tart
It's an outward expression / of my inward self / without rules and rigid lines / it's depressing at times / or bright like sunshine / sad, confused, angry / it's like therapy to me / and it's free.
I was more honest with you Than I've ever been with anyone else Including myself I guess it wasn't my honesty you were after You must have wanted more of an actor Of the adult film variety I guess you never saw in me The girl who's seen enough misery Just the one who takes the abuse To fulfill her use As the pin cushion you force your lies into The languages we speak arent the same anymore You've buried my tell tale heart beneath the floor And turned without a goodbye through the door Leaving only silence, you couldn't possibly have said more
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
Untitled
why don't you just say what you mean, you really think I cant see through the smoke screen? but it's me taking things the wrong way? overreacting, living in my brain? funny how the only time I hear a thing from you you're asking how or if I could prove that I havent ****** up your life or made you sick if I was smarter I'd just quit giving two ***** cuz your only answer is silence and ******* it, I thought you said you cared so stupidly I believed you, even though I was scared and now you've proved that you're just like the rest just like ********* and two face, you're far from the best you used me, and laughed as you moved on to the next, you disrespect me, but I should take it and move on? I thought you were one of the good ones, but boy was I wrong!
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
I was wrong
He's gotta be tall, dark and handsome be chasing stars or have some heart, passion and art with moonbeams in his eyes He can serenade just breathing pass you the world within his greeting contain the spark to start a blaze of tomorrows He should be an open book Speak the truth with just a look The candle and the mirror reflecting it's light No questions asked, he should be solid as stone fill you up and make you feel at home be the one who dedicates every song to you He could be Mr. Right but nothing's black and white, he's Gray
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Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
Gray
no brakes, skidding tires, smashing glass, crunched steel sharp points piercing pinholes in a nerveless vein locked doors, hot engine, sweet exhaust chamber full, trigger ready, safety off one, two, five, ten.. how many would be enough dissolved at the bottom of a sleep inducing 40 ounce'r take off, like weighted birds soar is stuttered the quiet scream of a blade that cuts like butter childhood memories are not sweet, filled with imaginary friends they are haunted by real ghosts, tortured by lost souls looking for an escape long before you ever knew you would have so many reasons to run away
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
When I was a kid...
I'm holding out for something true for the one who really thinks I'm not too loud or sassy and my thighs, they aren't too big who doesn't see my belly or think I'm a walking growth spurt stretch mark or that my hair is never right and I wear yesterdays makeup today I know there's someone out there who doesn't think I talk too much and values my opinions who also thinks I'm smart I'm waiting for the one I guess they call him Mr. Right to help me up when I'm down not down me for my plight who wants to be with me clothed as much as when we're not who sees me as an equal more than just a back scratcher to reach that itchy spot I'm holding out for the real thing that lasts past Saturday night for the drum beat to my melody for the fire to my light
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 2:48 AM UTC
fire and light
I've burned the candle from both ends, burning fingers trying to hold on soaked right through with whiskey, and tears shutters ripple up my spine to the brain I no longer wish to use I've done my time, paid my dues kissed my fair share of frogs, for something better but the best is always yet to come, or so they say I've desecrated my boundaries, jumped borders, and covered empty pages just to hear that faint scratch of the pen across the paper which still sounds louder than your heart You see, I am a coward who takes solace in the certainty that words will drip from these fingers, like the lies from your lips you call her your wife, but know nothing of the sanctity of marriage you babble on, about the greatness of your union while taking me to your bed, you speak of connections, when you could never understand singing your own praises, you're not like every other man, ha! I have burned the candle at both ends burning my fingers to hold on, as my whiskey soaked self engulfs in flames, I let it burn..
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
Burn
sunrise, a time to sleep bag over shoulder, cart following feet the light of day is a safety net for this stumbling, lost man to be in such a vulnerable position as that when dreams flow free nights spent packed up, for warmth shuffling around searching for a hope or a drink, his last in a puddle on the ground for peace, in a hectic, screaming hallow for the world to just open up and swallow to feel the smoldering center of the earth, warm his bones to feel a part of something, for the first time since he left home, all those years ago he imagines the heat burning his pain like each bubbling blister popping is years of abuse escaping through his skin scars forming outward and inside, an extra layer of protection, between now, and the sunrise.
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 2:25 AM UTC
nomad
I remember saying to you, "I want you SOOO bad!" I want all your parts, the light and dark, I want you even after so long even though you're gone I want you like a kid wants to see Santa on Christmas eve, hoping for a glimpse of the elusive man, not even questioning his validity I want you like hot fudge on ice cream, the perfect compliment to my frigid self loathing, hot and sweet covering every inch, making me melt, I want you like the bros at the gym want gains out of this world gains, hard work pays off gains the protein to your muscle, stronger than the weight on your shoulders, I want you the way a tree buds and grows its leaves into the most lush escape, only to send them off with the most colourful goodbye awaiting their return in the spring, I want you like my dog wants food and let me tell you one singular thought fixates his mind, and that is eating I want you like an soft song played on the strings of a perfect evening, while we slow dance in the dark I want you like an ice cold beer on a hot summer day! the spritz of the cap, bubbling with anticipation, the sweat forming on the bottle dripping down your finger as you touch it to your lips and then, ahhh pure refreshment, quenching my Sahara thirst I want you like how green grass, and shrubs and flowers and trees all grow towards the sun, innately seeking the heat source of life, the very sustenance that keeps them alive, I want you like the air all around me, I wanna feel you permeate every cell in my body, wanna feel you expand my lungs, and pump my heart, fire neurons in my brain sending electric signals to every muscle tingling my nerves I want you like the first snowfall magical and nostalgic, cozy and beautiful I want you the way I wanna write poetry that saves lives, the way I want the words to build themselves with every pen stroke and speak to you, I want you the way no one has ever wanted me worth the effort, if you would just try to see I could build a universe around us, so we would have our own stars that shine for our eyes only, and we would never miss a chance to watch the beauty of our stars crossing the sky, I want you with feelings, and that uncomfortable "communicating" thing that I do so well for a living but struggle to do with you, I want you raw and exposed our souls bared, a connection even fully clothed, I want you so bad was all that I could muster under that gin soaked cloak of bravery I should have said, that all I really wanted was for you to want me too
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
I want you
I remember saying to you, "I want you SOOO bad!" I want all your parts, the light and dark, I want you even after so long even though you're gone I want you like a kid wants to see Santa on Christmas eve, hoping for a glimpse of the elusive man, not even questioning his validity I want you like hot fudge on ice cream, the perfect compliment to my frigid self loathing, hot and sweet covering every inch, making me melt, I want you like the bros at the gym want gains out of this world gains, hard work pays off gains the protein to your muscle, stronger than the weight on your shoulders, I want you the way a tree buds and grows its leaves into the most lush escape, only to send them off with the most colourful goodbye awaiting their return in the spring, I want you like my dog wants food and let me tell you one singular thought fixates his mind, and that is eating I want you like an soft song played on the strings of a perfect evening, while we slow dance in the dark I want you like an ice cold beer on a hot summer day! the spritz of the cap, bubbling with anticipation, the sweat forming on the bottle dripping down your finger as you touch it to your lips and then, ahhh pure refreshment, quenching my Sahara thirst I want you like how green grass, and shrubs and flowers and trees all grow towards the sun, innately seeking the heat source of life, the very sustenance that keeps them alive, I want you like the air all around me, I wanna feel you permeate every cell in my body, wanna feel you expand my lungs, and pump my heart, fire neurons in my brain sending electric signals to every muscle tingling my nerves I want you like the first snowfall magical and nostalgic, cozy and beautiful I want you the way I wanna write poetry that saves lives, the way I want the words to build themselves with every pen stroke and speak to you, I want you the way no one has ever wanted me worth the effort, if you would just try to see I could build a universe around us, so we would have our own stars that shine for our eyes only, and we would never miss a chance to watch the beauty of our stars crossing the sky, I want you with feelings, and that uncomfortable "communicating" thing that I do so well for a living but struggle to do with you, I want you raw and exposed our souls bared, a connection even fully clothed, I want you so bad was all that I could muster under that gin soaked cloak of bravery I should have said, that all I really wanted was for you to want me too
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Does it make you wonder, Just what's the ******* point?
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
life [a10wordpoem(10w)]
All those breadcrumb pieces of my heart I'd hoped you would use to follow your way back, lay rotting along side the stagnant words you left behind with me I doubt you would find your way home, even if you wanted to but, I have no more of myself to send with you when you leave again
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
come back