gina-nicholson - Hello Poetry

I feel my heart thumping in its cage, I get sticky palms with age The drums vibrating in my ears. I’ve already wasted so many years My eyes following droplets of water, Too much time spent a martyr They cling and stream down the thick glass, Can’t let any more time pass Against a grey and gloom background. Finally got my heart to come back around The world outside perfectly mirrors, I want to be the one everyone hears What is going on inside Gonna set my worries aside

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Nov 13, 2013

Nov 13, 2013 at 10:18 AM UTC

gina-nicholson

Who Will I Wear Today?

I feel my heart thumping in its cage, I get sticky palms with age The drums vibrating in my ears. I’ve already wasted so many years My eyes following droplets of water, Too much time spent a martyr They cling and stream down the thick glass, Can’t let any more time pass Against a grey and gloom background. Finally got my heart to come back around The world outside perfectly mirrors, I want to be the one everyone hears What is going on inside Gonna set my worries aside

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violently ripped from your chest, stomped on repeatedly, drug from hell and back, cracked open by the pounding of Thor’s hammer, torn apart piece by piece, and then placed back in your body, barely beating, hurting so badly that you’d wish your life would end right then and there. Theres no coming back from that.

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Oct 16, 2013

Oct 16, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC

gina-nicholson

When your heart is;

violently ripped from your chest, stomped on repeatedly, drug from hell and back, cracked open by the pounding of Thor’s hammer, torn apart piece by piece, and then placed back in your body, barely beating, hurting so badly that you’d wish your life would end right then and there. Theres no coming back from that.

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My meds **** me up and put me down. They fight my pain but pull me to the ground. Then, left lifeless with my open wounds, I'm forced to dance around with the rest of the mindless fools.

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Oct 16, 2013

Oct 16, 2013 at 8:14 PM UTC

gina-nicholson

The Daily Tango

My meds **** me up and put me down. They fight my pain but pull me to the ground. Then, left lifeless with my open wounds, I'm forced to dance around with the rest of the mindless fools.

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Oh how I wish I could let you inside my mind. So you can try and untangle this mess I’ve created. To comb through all the feelings I have toward you. So you can hear me tell myself, "You are stronger. You’ll be fine" And I am certain I will be. You can be there for those moments when I really am fine without you. When you don't even cross my mind at all. I want you to see that I don’t need you as much as you think. Its my want for you that hurts me most. My want for you that pumps through my vien's and attacks my heart. Its rooted deep in my soul and still grows everyday. You made it blossom and it was beautiful. I want you to see it in full bloom. I want you to feel it in you. If you could untangle my mind, you would see that my future is still beautiful without you, but theres an ever vacant space waiting your return. You would notice that I’m not filled with anger or hate, but with love and hope for myself. If you were in my mind you would be there for the constant battle that goes on. My want for you vs the sanity of myself.

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Oct 16, 2013

Oct 16, 2013 at 2:57 PM UTC

gina-nicholson

Knots

Oh how I wish I could let you inside my mind. So you can try and untangle this mess I’ve created. To comb through all the feelings I have toward you. So you can hear me tell myself, "You are stronger. You’ll be fine" And I am certain I will be. You can be there for those moments when I really am fine without you. When you don't even cross my mind at all. I want you to see that I don’t need you as much as you think. Its my want for you that hurts me most. My want for you that pumps through my vien's and attacks my heart. Its rooted deep in my soul and still grows everyday. You made it blossom and it was beautiful. I want you to see it in full bloom. I want you to feel it in you. If you could untangle my mind, you would see that my future is still beautiful without you, but theres an ever vacant space waiting your return. You would notice that I’m not filled with anger or hate, but with love and hope for myself. If you were in my mind you would be there for the constant battle that goes on. My want for you vs the sanity of myself.

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