bruhhh - Hello Poetry

Im holding one between my teeth There's nothing I can do but wonder If I should I know I cant 10 12 20 Even never straying Vacancy in every laugh line Metal Mistress calming quiet i cant breathe Mom i ****** up Dad im sorry Tip of my thumb taps three times On each side of my silver sun Burning hot in my pocket I revolve around it and it takes my empty heart

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Jan 1, 2016

Jan 1, 2016 at 5:03 AM UTC

bruhhh

Exit sign

Im holding one between my teeth There's nothing I can do but wonder If I should I know I cant 10 12 20 Even never straying Vacancy in every laugh line Metal Mistress calming quiet i cant breathe Mom i ****** up Dad im sorry Tip of my thumb taps three times On each side of my silver sun Burning hot in my pocket I revolve around it and it takes my empty heart

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I regret That I have yet To barrel down a bannister Take charge of the floorboard And command a room, Silent and full or Symphonic and fractured My perceptions The hungry trees Of a hungry forest I do not regret Having entered, So I cannot regret Not having done so. Some places I imagine Feel like Orpheus Looking Back Feel like The preference Of Pleasant Death. You ask me why I will not go, I say Because, I Will Not. You ask me why I am afraid, I say I am a flame Entombed Who still feels the wind. You ask me What is it most You fear? I answer, The flowers In my head Not sick, But dead.

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bruhhh

Nov 25, 2015

Nov 25, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC

meekkeen

I Envision Myself Wearing a Crown of Flowers, Playing at the Meadow's Edge

I regret That I have yet To barrel down a bannister Take charge of the floorboard And command a room, Silent and full or Symphonic and fractured My perceptions The hungry trees Of a hungry forest I do not regret Having entered, So I cannot regret Not having done so. Some places I imagine Feel like Orpheus Looking Back Feel like The preference Of Pleasant Death. You ask me why I will not go, I say Because, I Will Not. You ask me why I am afraid, I say I am a flame Entombed Who still feels the wind. You ask me What is it most You fear? I answer, The flowers In my head Not sick, But dead.

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1. I just couldn't stop myself from falling and suddenly realized, I didn't want to. 2. Thank you for making my time feel worth something. 3. This is the third time I've wrote this and it still doesn't explain much...I'm sorry. 4. I haven't slept for two weeks because of you and I hope you still think I'm cute with these bags under my eyes. 5. All the ***** couldn't drown my love for you and never once did it make me forget your name; only my own. 6. There are over one million thoughts going through my head everyday, and I still haven't mastered the art of putting them on paper but maybe one part of this will mean something. 7. It's hard for me to explain what's going through my head right now...but I've thinking about you all night. 8. I just had to say this before it was too late but hell, I'm barely on time for class each day. 9. I wanted to wait for the perfect time, but that wait would last forever. 10. I don't know how to be alone and I hoped someday that you'd fill in the empty space in my bed. 11. My hands are shaking and I don't know if I am scared, nervous or anxious; but I know this time I won't chicken out. 12. I just had to get this weight off my chest and god, I almost forgot what it was like to really breathe. 13. I am tired of being afraid.

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bruhhh

Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 7:17 PM UTC

gaypetals

Suicide Note or Love Letter?

1. I just couldn't stop myself from falling and suddenly realized, I didn't want to. 2. Thank you for making my time feel worth something. 3. This is the third time I've wrote this and it still doesn't explain much...I'm sorry. 4. I haven't slept for two weeks because of you and I hope you still think I'm cute with these bags under my eyes. 5. All the ***** couldn't drown my love for you and never once did it make me forget your name; only my own. 6. There are over one million thoughts going through my head everyday, and I still haven't mastered the art of putting them on paper but maybe one part of this will mean something. 7. It's hard for me to explain what's going through my head right now...but I've thinking about you all night. 8. I just had to say this before it was too late but hell, I'm barely on time for class each day. 9. I wanted to wait for the perfect time, but that wait would last forever. 10. I don't know how to be alone and I hoped someday that you'd fill in the empty space in my bed. 11. My hands are shaking and I don't know if I am scared, nervous or anxious; but I know this time I won't chicken out. 12. I just had to get this weight off my chest and god, I almost forgot what it was like to really breathe. 13. I am tired of being afraid.

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He looked at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, not like a piece of meat that is waiting to be devoured more like he needed her like plants need sunlight it almost seemed like she is oxygen and he needed her to be there and fill his lungs every time he took a breath with every glance you could see the love in his eyes and the smile that played at his lips like he wanted to love her until the end of his life and to be without her would be the end of his life The way he looked at her said "I will never leave you" like every moment with her could have been his last, and every moment without her was utter torture She looked at him like he was the blood in her veins and every time she met his eyes it was the first time like her love was unfathomable and without it she would not go on She looked at him like she saw every moment they ever had together in the curve of his jawbone, every kiss they ever shared in the color of his lips, like all of the love in the world was resting on his brow The prelude of their kiss, where their foreheads rested against each other and their noses touched seemed to be endless and peaceful as though nothing else existed The moment they kissed looked like it lasted forever in their eyes, but felt so fleeting like it kept them grounded and without it they would be 10 ft off the ground "When I met Johnny, I was pure ****** He changed that. He was my first everything. My first real kiss. My first real boyfriend. My first fiancé. My first guy I had *** with. So he'll always be in my heart. Forever. Kind of funny that word." Winona Ryder She sounded so nostalgic and soft, he meant the world to her As though the world would be off centered without him "I'd die for her. I love her so much. I don't know what I would do without her. She is going through a lot right now. I wish I could just kiss away the pain, make it go away, stop it, **** it! If she, you know, I don't know what I would do. I'd **** myself. I love that girl. I love her. I love her almost more than I love myself." Johnny Depp He seemed so passionate, like without him he both couldn't and wouldn't want to go on Like the world wouldn't stop, it would just cease to exist "Believe me, this Winona Forever tattoo is not something I took lightly... Her eyes **** me." I believe they did **** him, that just the thought of her cut him like glass that every moment he spent with her made him love her so much it hurts I want a love like Johnny and Winona a love so strong that it'll leave me thinking about every kiss, every accidental brush of their arm against mine, every second since their eyes met mine. I want a love like music, a love that makes me feel like with it the world will slow to one beat per measure. A love that feels like the ocean, they are the shore, and I am the seashells that get swept up in it A love that is completely undeniable on every account A love like Johnny and Winona

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 3:31 AM UTC

bruhhh

Johnny and Winona

He looked at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, not like a piece of meat that is waiting to be devoured more like he needed her like plants need sunlight it almost seemed like she is oxygen and he needed her to be there and fill his lungs every time he took a breath with every glance you could see the love in his eyes and the smile that played at his lips like he wanted to love her until the end of his life and to be without her would be the end of his life The way he looked at her said "I will never leave you" like every moment with her could have been his last, and every moment without her was utter torture She looked at him like he was the blood in her veins and every time she met his eyes it was the first time like her love was unfathomable and without it she would not go on She looked at him like she saw every moment they ever had together in the curve of his jawbone, every kiss they ever shared in the color of his lips, like all of the love in the world was resting on his brow The prelude of their kiss, where their foreheads rested against each other and their noses touched seemed to be endless and peaceful as though nothing else existed The moment they kissed looked like it lasted forever in their eyes, but felt so fleeting like it kept them grounded and without it they would be 10 ft off the ground "When I met Johnny, I was pure ****** He changed that. He was my first everything. My first real kiss. My first real boyfriend. My first fiancé. My first guy I had *** with. So he'll always be in my heart. Forever. Kind of funny that word." Winona Ryder She sounded so nostalgic and soft, he meant the world to her As though the world would be off centered without him "I'd die for her. I love her so much. I don't know what I would do without her. She is going through a lot right now. I wish I could just kiss away the pain, make it go away, stop it, **** it! If she, you know, I don't know what I would do. I'd **** myself. I love that girl. I love her. I love her almost more than I love myself." Johnny Depp He seemed so passionate, like without him he both couldn't and wouldn't want to go on Like the world wouldn't stop, it would just cease to exist "Believe me, this Winona Forever tattoo is not something I took lightly... Her eyes **** me." I believe they did **** him, that just the thought of her cut him like glass that every moment he spent with her made him love her so much it hurts I want a love like Johnny and Winona a love so strong that it'll leave me thinking about every kiss, every accidental brush of their arm against mine, every second since their eyes met mine. I want a love like music, a love that makes me feel like with it the world will slow to one beat per measure. A love that feels like the ocean, they are the shore, and I am the seashells that get swept up in it A love that is completely undeniable on every account A love like Johnny and Winona

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I fall in love with places the way that some people fall in love with human beings.

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bruhhh

Dec 2, 2014

Dec 2, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC

gracedlightning

Attachment- a 17 word story

I fall in love with places the way that some people fall in love with human beings.

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I know you're up, it's 3am and still you won't answer me. otm.

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Nov 30, 2014

Nov 30, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC

bruhhh

I know you.

I know you're up, it's 3am and still you won't answer me. otm.

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I saw you You looked as beautiful as usual Draped in grey, it hugging your every curve and covering your face Only seeing your evergreen eyes when you kiss the tree line and spread yourself on the ocean bed Waiting for me to lie down and look at the moon on on a silver chain around your neck I love you I always will look at you like it was the first time You had a heart that I once saw and he poisoned you and you are slowly dying I can see you getting worse you've lost the light in your eyes, you're the vacancy sign that I identify by I take solace in you I used to at least, just like you I am getting worse You are equally codependent but you traded me for him You let someone in You let someone in but you never told him our secrets did you? That was why he never understood what we have You were the bandage that clotted my bleed, but now you're the exit sign behind my picture frame The only comfort I have is that he'll never love you as much as I do But he cant hold you either

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Nov 23, 2014

Nov 23, 2014 at 2:58 AM UTC

bruhhh

Almost Untitled

I saw you You looked as beautiful as usual Draped in grey, it hugging your every curve and covering your face Only seeing your evergreen eyes when you kiss the tree line and spread yourself on the ocean bed Waiting for me to lie down and look at the moon on on a silver chain around your neck I love you I always will look at you like it was the first time You had a heart that I once saw and he poisoned you and you are slowly dying I can see you getting worse you've lost the light in your eyes, you're the vacancy sign that I identify by I take solace in you I used to at least, just like you I am getting worse You are equally codependent but you traded me for him You let someone in You let someone in but you never told him our secrets did you? That was why he never understood what we have You were the bandage that clotted my bleed, but now you're the exit sign behind my picture frame The only comfort I have is that he'll never love you as much as I do But he cant hold you either

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the grass is wet so are between her thighs but im more afraid of going down in wet grass

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bruhhh

Nov 7, 2014

Nov 7, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC

benjinator

Untitled

the grass is wet so are between her thighs but im more afraid of going down in wet grass

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The way i look at you I look at you like the roaring fire that we sat together by whispering the tune of the prison we subject ourselves to because that was when i felt every bit of your rare smile projected onto my skin I look at you like I look at the night sky that we looked up at that one night when you told me you might never come back because looking at you makes me feel a little bit nostalgic in the best way i can muster to interpret you I look at you the way i look at the waves crashing on the rocks because you bring so much chaos to my fingers when i type out that response to a one word text at 11:57 on a monday night I look at you like I'm looking at the wooden paneled lodge i survive on because i linger off of every syllable you don't say like i linger off of every moment i don't spend in that room with you on the moon I look at you like I look at the view from the boat when arriving each morning because i dissect every word that slips from your tongue like I dissect every detail of that island etching it into my brain the way i scrawled every detail of you into my mind, your rough hands, your tanned back, your blue eyes, and the curve of your lips, your coffee order, your taped up converse, your sunglasses, just you I look at you like you are where I want to be 24/7 because thats what you remind me of otm.

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 12:23 AM UTC

bruhhh

The way I look at you

The way i look at you I look at you like the roaring fire that we sat together by whispering the tune of the prison we subject ourselves to because that was when i felt every bit of your rare smile projected onto my skin I look at you like I look at the night sky that we looked up at that one night when you told me you might never come back because looking at you makes me feel a little bit nostalgic in the best way i can muster to interpret you I look at you the way i look at the waves crashing on the rocks because you bring so much chaos to my fingers when i type out that response to a one word text at 11:57 on a monday night I look at you like I'm looking at the wooden paneled lodge i survive on because i linger off of every syllable you don't say like i linger off of every moment i don't spend in that room with you on the moon I look at you like I look at the view from the boat when arriving each morning because i dissect every word that slips from your tongue like I dissect every detail of that island etching it into my brain the way i scrawled every detail of you into my mind, your rough hands, your tanned back, your blue eyes, and the curve of your lips, your coffee order, your taped up converse, your sunglasses, just you I look at you like you are where I want to be 24/7 because thats what you remind me of otm.

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Sometimes I wonder what you’d say Would you walk away and let me follow in your wake laughing about the feeling of your rain that kisses the curves of your tan softened face the way I wish I could, the very rain that seeps into the laugh lines of your eyes, the rain pools that cut outs of your smile would you let me linger in the decadence of your sarcasm would you let me sit next to you while you laugh In that way you lazy way you do when you lay back against the wooden bench Or would you hold me close, close enough to smell your aftershave and let me see your broken nails and torn calluses close enough to feel your stubble on my cheek and feel your breath on my jaw close enough to put my hands around your back and feel the scars that reside just out of my reach Would you let me avoid telling the truth to myself and shut me up like a gull at night, so peaceful until it reaches the peak where night is no longer dark, and suddenly a cacophony of screeching worse than the alarms on the traditional alarm clock or would you let me fall onto an open-ended, double edged question sharper than a thumbtack and twice as rusty Do I even have the courage to tell you? Or am I a molotav cocktail and waiting until smashed to crash and burn Would you even let me open my metal mouth and let my tongue carve waves into your soul and tear you up so you feel half as bad as i do alone. Would you let me read your texts? and ask me why she was upset? or would you even come near me I open my mouth to tell you “Hey! I need to say something!” “Yeah?” “Gimmie a hand?” You said okay. that wasnt what I wanted to ask but You said okay and smiled like an empty glass of expired wine.

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Oct 22, 2014

Oct 22, 2014 at 1:38 AM UTC

bruhhh

You said okay

Sometimes I wonder what you’d say Would you walk away and let me follow in your wake laughing about the feeling of your rain that kisses the curves of your tan softened face the way I wish I could, the very rain that seeps into the laugh lines of your eyes, the rain pools that cut outs of your smile would you let me linger in the decadence of your sarcasm would you let me sit next to you while you laugh In that way you lazy way you do when you lay back against the wooden bench Or would you hold me close, close enough to smell your aftershave and let me see your broken nails and torn calluses close enough to feel your stubble on my cheek and feel your breath on my jaw close enough to put my hands around your back and feel the scars that reside just out of my reach Would you let me avoid telling the truth to myself and shut me up like a gull at night, so peaceful until it reaches the peak where night is no longer dark, and suddenly a cacophony of screeching worse than the alarms on the traditional alarm clock or would you let me fall onto an open-ended, double edged question sharper than a thumbtack and twice as rusty Do I even have the courage to tell you? Or am I a molotav cocktail and waiting until smashed to crash and burn Would you even let me open my metal mouth and let my tongue carve waves into your soul and tear you up so you feel half as bad as i do alone. Would you let me read your texts? and ask me why she was upset? or would you even come near me I open my mouth to tell you “Hey! I need to say something!” “Yeah?” “Gimmie a hand?” You said okay. that wasnt what I wanted to ask but You said okay and smiled like an empty glass of expired wine.

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