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Will I ever stop ? Too lost in paper ,in writing In seeing the world differently It's so big yet so small That it suffocates me It suffocates me how hopeless I'm How sometimes I do think , I'm important to this world Like I'm not just a glimpse of it I will pass away Today or tomorrow My day will come Naturally or suicide It will come How stupid of me ,thinking that things I wrote on paper will change the world While I read them alone Holding them so tight to my chest Like my new beloved born child But he's like me, crying to be bought up to this world against his will . Screaming for survival . this is who I'm Unfazed , shocked and sad .

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Jan 14, 2023

Jan 14, 2023 at 12:48 AM UTC

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Will I ever stop ? Too lost in paper ,in writing In seeing the world differently It's so big yet so small That it suffocates me It suffocates me how hopeless I'm How sometimes I do think , I'm important to this world Like I'm not just a glimpse of it I will pass away Today or tomorrow My day will come Naturally or suicide It will come How stupid of me ,thinking that things I wrote on paper will change the world While I read them alone Holding them so tight to my chest Like my new beloved born child But he's like me, crying to be bought up to this world against his will . Screaming for survival . this is who I'm Unfazed , shocked and sad .

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Holding into past tenses Like I'm some war solider Sitting in the cemetery ,facing his lover's grave Holding into their love letters . But I'm no solider And you are in no cemetery to be found Still grieving your rushed goodbyes I'm one haunted temporary home Didn't know you would have lasted that long Wasn't scary for you when you first arrived Ringing my door bell Waiting for your respond. Time passed I digged my own grave and yours When you politely asked Here alone , you left me in no where to be found

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Jan 14, 2023

Jan 14, 2023 at 12:43 AM UTC

iheartpoetry

Old lovers

Holding into past tenses Like I'm some war solider Sitting in the cemetery ,facing his lover's grave Holding into their love letters . But I'm no solider And you are in no cemetery to be found Still grieving your rushed goodbyes I'm one haunted temporary home Didn't know you would have lasted that long Wasn't scary for you when you first arrived Ringing my door bell Waiting for your respond. Time passed I digged my own grave and yours When you politely asked Here alone , you left me in no where to be found

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I thought if I enter adulthood I will be cured by some accidental miracle But Im not Mélancolie , Sadness hits me like a train Hugged me so tight and told me how much she missed me Dragged me by my hand to the place we used to share . Place so bright yet so dark filled with self doubt and nothing but the urge to exit earth She told me that the process of growing up can't be done without her. How dare I? to left her behind in my teens when she used to dig me a grave with 16 candles on it. How disrespectful of me to run from the cemetery. She gets angry at me ,she told me how uncontrollable I became. How did I become so dream full and lost the strange taste of death on my lips . Suffocate me , Drag me to the cemetery once again ? I thought , she had no other candles on her hands ? How can I end up here in my 20s?

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Jan 14, 2023

Jan 14, 2023 at 12:41 AM UTC

iheartpoetry

AGING

I thought if I enter adulthood I will be cured by some accidental miracle But Im not Mélancolie , Sadness hits me like a train Hugged me so tight and told me how much she missed me Dragged me by my hand to the place we used to share . Place so bright yet so dark filled with self doubt and nothing but the urge to exit earth She told me that the process of growing up can't be done without her. How dare I? to left her behind in my teens when she used to dig me a grave with 16 candles on it. How disrespectful of me to run from the cemetery. She gets angry at me ,she told me how uncontrollable I became. How did I become so dream full and lost the strange taste of death on my lips . Suffocate me , Drag me to the cemetery once again ? I thought , she had no other candles on her hands ? How can I end up here in my 20s?

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life hits us everyday, we are strong enough to fight I go to school with a smily face can't you see it's fake ? cause my eyes are bleeding tears but you just focusing on my mouth yes,I feel good enough when I cry I feel full of problems just with my brain I have friends,good grades,house and a happy family no one wants to see the dark side the side that tell me to die to **** my self so it will go away like my soul and my body the side that tell me I cant conjugure the verb 'Im good enough' in an affirmative way the side that tell me to try harder even I get an A my body said to me "we are dying stop hurting us " but my brain lied to me and say "try more because we want u to be dead" so in my sweet 16 I'm in the cemetery under a grave with my name plus a PS "This the girl who can't conjugure the verb I want to be okey"

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Jun 11, 2018

Jun 11, 2018 at 3:07 PM UTC

iheartpoetry

verbs.

life hits us everyday, we are strong enough to fight I go to school with a smily face can't you see it's fake ? cause my eyes are bleeding tears but you just focusing on my mouth yes,I feel good enough when I cry I feel full of problems just with my brain I have friends,good grades,house and a happy family no one wants to see the dark side the side that tell me to die to **** my self so it will go away like my soul and my body the side that tell me I cant conjugure the verb 'Im good enough' in an affirmative way the side that tell me to try harder even I get an A my body said to me "we are dying stop hurting us " but my brain lied to me and say "try more because we want u to be dead" so in my sweet 16 I'm in the cemetery under a grave with my name plus a PS "This the girl who can't conjugure the verb I want to be okey"

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