icantsleep - Hello Poetry

as of right now i am lost i am in an abyss and i dont know if i want to be found i dont know if i want to be saved as of right now i am sand the waves keep on running through me one second i am a fresh made castle the next i am laying flat with water and salt and i dont know which one i choose to be i can't

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Jun 15, 2017

Jun 15, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC

icantsleep

please look for me or maybe dont or i don't know

as of right now i am lost i am in an abyss and i dont know if i want to be found i dont know if i want to be saved as of right now i am sand the waves keep on running through me one second i am a fresh made castle the next i am laying flat with water and salt and i dont know which one i choose to be i can't

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mama and papa didn't like it when i cry said they can't stand it said it makes me look weak but you liked it somehow said "you look pretty when you cry" followed by the anthem of your laughs and i grew vulnerable within you skin by skin flesh by flesh vessels by vessels gave you the power to leave me dead but you had said "don't worry baby not in a million years" but **** now i can't bear the sight of how frail i look naked and inadequate i'm drenching my cheeks holding the letter you gave me: "i'm sorry i didn't mean to **** you."

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC

icantsleep

shouldn't have trusted you

mama and papa didn't like it when i cry said they can't stand it said it makes me look weak but you liked it somehow said "you look pretty when you cry" followed by the anthem of your laughs and i grew vulnerable within you skin by skin flesh by flesh vessels by vessels gave you the power to leave me dead but you had said "don't worry baby not in a million years" but **** now i can't bear the sight of how frail i look naked and inadequate i'm drenching my cheeks holding the letter you gave me: "i'm sorry i didn't mean to **** you."

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to love yourself you must first believe in yourself, because how can you love something that you do not believe in? you see, look at how the worshippers praises love to the gods, look at how the scientists erupt in joy from something significantly small of the universe. that is exactly how you should treat yourself. learn to break and mend on your own for believing means front row at war.

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC

icantsleep

you are a goddess, you are the universe

to love yourself you must first believe in yourself, because how can you love something that you do not believe in? you see, look at how the worshippers praises love to the gods, look at how the scientists erupt in joy from something significantly small of the universe. that is exactly how you should treat yourself. learn to break and mend on your own for believing means front row at war.

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i am merely an old playground crooked swinging arm rustic spine slide haunted love tunnel few visitors come and go

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 4:32 AM UTC

icantsleep

useful and useless all at once

i am merely an old playground crooked swinging arm rustic spine slide haunted love tunnel few visitors come and go

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when she opens her eyes and the light starts to swallow she finds nothing but loud blatant screams, so she closes her eyes heading for the dark where she only feels the stillness of solitude, and when all else turns black she feels nothing more like home.

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 3:50 AM UTC

icantsleep

welcome home

when she opens her eyes and the light starts to swallow she finds nothing but loud blatant screams, so she closes her eyes heading for the dark where she only feels the stillness of solitude, and when all else turns black she feels nothing more like home.

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i love words and you had a way with it besides, you're a writer the first few months we were together you'd bask me with your sweet voice i was blissfully, happily intertwined in your arrangement of sentences but i didn't know you were a painter too you lose your pen and started using your hands you'd paint on me, your favorite canvas fingers and knuckles as your brushes i figured you liked red and blue purple and black when you got creative

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 3:39 AM UTC

icantsleep

i don't know you

i love words and you had a way with it besides, you're a writer the first few months we were together you'd bask me with your sweet voice i was blissfully, happily intertwined in your arrangement of sentences but i didn't know you were a painter too you lose your pen and started using your hands you'd paint on me, your favorite canvas fingers and knuckles as your brushes i figured you liked red and blue purple and black when you got creative

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