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confusda
I don't know what I'm doing half the time, but poetry is my way of figuring everything out. Figuring our what's real and what's not
I can still feel it A flicker inside me A burning beacon of hope That I can return to who I was I can stand up to who I am But I know I can't I've tried Looking at my wrists I see the final blow That I really can't go To live the life I lived I'm letting myself go Down this far path And yet I can't willingly stop myself From hurdling down the path
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
Returning
I act So I can release my pain Without anyone knowing its mine
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC
playhouse
hate you. For everything. The list goes on and on. Your insecurities Your stupidity You're unattractive Your failures You're fat You can't stand up for yourself You don't eat And you shouldn't Everyone hates you And you know it You're a doormat for others Bending over backwards at their beck and call. You won't amount to anything You're always wrong You try too hard You act like everything is a contest. Yet you consistently loose. You wont achieve your dreams Your best is never going to be good enough You're always plan B or C You've never been part of the in-crowd But you just want to be part of any crowd. You walk alone in the halls You stare at a blank phone at lunch. Trying not to be awkward. The last party you were invited to was the third grade. You can't do anything for yourself The worst is you hate yourself which makes me hate you. They say go **** yourself Or I want to **** you So why dont you? You wont be missed. Sure some will cry But no worries, you'll soon be forgotten. No more than a drop of water Floating among the ocean
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
that girl.
I accidentally let it happen I didn't mean to I swear All I can is say sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry And yet the actions I took were pre meditated And I don't know who I'm saying sorry to Myself? But didn't I do it to myself? But didn't I mean for it to happen And yet now it has and I feel worse than before I never meant to hurt myself like that And yet I love the pain, the pressure I'm already thinking about doing it again Yet I want it to stop. Does anyone else feel this way Is it just me? So confused Going this way and that Thinking I know where I want to go And then I go the wrong way I want up, I go down I want the light, I feel for the dark I can't let it get inside me, I welcome it in as an old friend I reach to others for help, I slap there hand away once they try I want the darkness to fade away, but I want to fade away. I don't know what I want. To stay, or leave. But will I ever get the nerve to actually leave? Or is this just me being foolish. I dont know. A haze is on my mind. I have darker things on my mind. They scare me. How did I get like this? How did this happen? I dont want to hurt anyone but I know I will. I dont want anyone to hate me but they do.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
just running through my mind
Have I gone to far? I keep thinking about it A tickle in the back of my mind I constant nagging I can't shake I want to be happy Peaceful But nothing seems to work The less I eat the fatter I feel The harder I exercise the more I pick on myself The better grades I get the less I feel I've accomplished I dont know how to get back where I was To undo the wrong turn But I dont know how to do that. The harder I try to climb from this hole full of darkness the deeper I slip back down
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
Untitled
I am a Dull gray Drifting amongst a sea of vivid primaries Always plan d or e I yearn to be accepted Like My opinion matters When I have a revelation to have a partner to confirm it When you have Not a person To freely converse with Life seems mundane Just standing in vain With a load of pain The yearning coursing through you veins Yet it seems Out of reach To again live The life I once thrived in I walk through the hallway every day No way to erase the problems Of yesterday
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
Second Rate
Today I was walking along with you We were hand in hand Im so sorry Oh god, I'm so sorry I'm sorry for what I might do to you I'm sorry I can feel your love me and I can continue to hate myself. I'm sorry I can not see what you see in me. I'm sorry I hate myself with the passion I should be loving you with I'm sorry I can never love myself the way you love me. I'm sorry I can not feel happiness along with you I'm sorry you see me as whole and yet I feel so empty inside. About to crumble I'm sorry I begin to cry silently in your arms, so you'll never know I'm sorry I feel guilty when I look in your eyes. knowing I might hurt you Im sorry I'm not actually what you see. I Push you away so that you don't see how broken I am Deepest, I'm sorry I will leave you with a tsunami of pain I'm trying Oh god, I'm trying To ebb that pain once I'm gone. But now, all I can think is I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry As I form a fake smile Walking along with you Hand in hand But I know, these days are numbered
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
my dearest apologies