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iwanttobesurreal
iwanttobesurreal
21/Genderqueer/Ph
**** you for making me feel like a trash Leaving me behind in just a flash I hate you for throwing me like that When all I wanted was to be your last It's been a couple of months since we last talked The memories we had, did it matter at all? Two years may be short for whatever we had I was your woman and you were my lad Here I am building myself from the wreck I was I hope you're happy in any path you pass I guess we'll face life now individually But before that, I love you and I miss you, dearly. I won't be forcing you to come back to me anymore I am truly sorry for being the toxic person I was before But I wish you never left me the way you did last December Because the trauma it brought me will last forever The promises you made when we were together Have slowly fade away yet some, I can still remember We may or will never have a proper closure But here I am wishing for you to have a brighter future Praying that this will be the last time I miss you, I love you and I wish you were again, mine But no, soon, I will find my peace in time And without you, I will be just fine.
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 10:57 PM UTC
I still
It was a quarter after the clock striked 12mn She decided to go wear her favorite dress tonight She makes sure it hugs her body perfectly tight But as she looks in the mirror, she sobs and thoroughly cried It’s 1:30 am and she went for some drinks At the club, she dances to brush of whatever she thinks After a while, a man walked unto her after giving her a wink Without knowing his name, they kissed relentlessly in just a blink The clock ticked at 3:00 am and the man is now gone Leaving her with some smudged lipstick and simply alone She was smirking while in the thought of what happened Someone noticed her and gave her the attention she needs She drank a little more—no, she drank a lot She continued drinking until she doesn’t feel anymore She’s tipsy, she’s wasted, she can no longer take it Still, she lits a cigar and whispered, **** it.” It’s almost 4 am, she is starting to sober up She just finished her 5th cigar and decided to leave the club On her way to her place, she started grabbing and pulling her hair Tears continuously flows from her eyes everywhere She reached her condo, and started to unzip her dress She then checked herself in the mirror blunting, “What a mess.” She touches her naked body and examines it with disgust She screams, she curses, and hurts herself like it is just 6:00 am, spaced out, she lies on a corner of the wall Her alarm rang and unconsciously, she makes her way to the hall She prepared herself as she goes off to work She bangs closing the door, “I don’t want to be me anymore.”
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 6:16 PM UTC
The Image of Her Pain
It was a quarter after the clock striked 12mn She decided to go wear her favorite dress tonight She makes sure it hugs her body perfectly tight But as she looks in the mirror, she sobs and thoroughly cried It’s 1:30 am and she went for some drinks At the club, she dances to brush of whatever she thinks After a while, a man walked unto her after giving her a wink Without knowing his name, they kissed relentlessly in just a blink The clock ticked at 3:00 am and the man is now gone Leaving her with some smudged lipstick and simply alone She was smirking while in the thought of what happened Someone noticed her and gave her the attention she needs She drank a little more—no, she drank a lot She continued drinking until she doesn’t feel anymore She’s tipsy, she’s wasted, she can no longer take it Still, she lits a cigar and whispered, **** it.” It’s almost 4 am, she is starting to sober up She just finished her 5th cigar and decided to leave the club On her way to her place, she started grabbing and pulling her hair Tears continuously flows from her eyes everywhere She reached her condo, and started to unzip her dress She then checked herself in the mirror blunting, “What a mess.” She touches her naked body and examines it with disgust She screams, she curses, and hurts herself like it is just 6:00 am, spaced out, she lies on a corner of the wall Her alarm rang and unconsciously, she makes her way to the hall She prepared herself as she goes off to work She bangs closing the door, “I don’t want to be me anymore.”
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I don’t know how you handle my complexity but thank God you do. There are lots of secrets I’ve been trying to hide from you. Starting from how things were ****** up even before we met Unto now, where simple stuffs are getting me upset You know what, if I were just good at explaining myself I would have told you stories that deafens my head Like how I badly pleaded for my life to end Because I’m never good enough even for myself To be honest, to you, why am I dedicating this poem? You already got tons of my breakdowns to absorb. Sorry honey, I’ve got no one listening to me So please, I ask you to bare considerately I wanted to apologize for the person I have become For being someone whom I never imagined I’ll turn into Always being a ***** selfish and imprudent Trying to stay away from any possible harm My past is never an excuse for me to treat you rudely Still, I want to say sorry for pushing you away from me I got a pile of fears and insecurities all over my body I hope that you have the strength to tag me along with your journey
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
To My Lover
With every words that you say, Did you mean it? When you held my hand, Did you actually want to touch it? No, no, no--- I'm not doubting you It's just that, the feeling is a hue I, getting lost with the beauty of blue Slowy turning into purple, Oh God, I'm torn into two You said, you were lucky Are you pertaining to having me? Or the thought you are not alone anymore Well, I can stay, Aware as you can be. But please, oh please Why change my individuality? When I thought love was real and accepting You become nagging and demanding You wanted a woman of modesty Instead, I'm a girl full of insecurity With all hopes, I ask you to consider kindly Make me cherish the love you tell me.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
Subtle