jaylaniya - Hello Poetry

we’ve been here before but this time it feels different the numbness of my skin warding me from feeling, again what will rush the blood through these veins what will give the feeling of dopamine, no touch. just self, feeling, being, living overpowered by the numbness and the darkness that looms over as being okay seems to feel okay are they one in the same? confusion. delusion. happiness this isn’t the rush our young selves yearned for deluded by the imaginary happiness constructed from confusion within oneself nights dreaming of what could be never discerning the darkness of what couldn’t be longing for life to be a feeling of dopamine, no touch just... being

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Jul 28, 2020

Jul 28, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC

No Touch, Just Being

we’ve been here before but this time it feels different the numbness of my skin warding me from feeling, again what will rush the blood through these veins what will give the feeling of dopamine, no touch. just self, feeling, being, living overpowered by the numbness and the darkness that looms over as being okay seems to feel okay are they one in the same? confusion. delusion. happiness this isn’t the rush our young selves yearned for deluded by the imaginary happiness constructed from confusion within oneself nights dreaming of what could be never discerning the darkness of what couldn’t be longing for life to be a feeling of dopamine, no touch just... being

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From the time we put a face to beauty We alter how we view ourselves She tells herself she will never compare to Slim this Pretty face that But she is that She is this woman who looks for pretty in all the wrong places When pretty is she It may hurt her to realize she is pretty From the substantial amount of makeup To the outfits she takes hours to find Putting in so much time to pretty.. For the world But in reality She is Pretty face that She is the woman who takes off all of what she puts on So when the day is over Pretty hurts When pretty is she who is looking into the mirror at me

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Aug 14, 2019

Aug 14, 2019 at 7:21 AM UTC

Pretty Hurts

From the time we put a face to beauty We alter how we view ourselves She tells herself she will never compare to Slim this Pretty face that But she is that She is this woman who looks for pretty in all the wrong places When pretty is she It may hurt her to realize she is pretty From the substantial amount of makeup To the outfits she takes hours to find Putting in so much time to pretty.. For the world But in reality She is Pretty face that She is the woman who takes off all of what she puts on So when the day is over Pretty hurts When pretty is she who is looking into the mirror at me

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When a poet cries It's no ordinary cry It's a cry for the pain they hold for others The words that they are afraid to speak Ones they just can't seem to get right A poets cry represents life, love & pain All of which he has endured Those he has not Those tears. Create life Each pen stroke Healing their scars & open wounds Chains that have them bound In hopes to release them When a poet cries It's no ordinary cry It's a cry for the pain they hold for others

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Aug 1, 2019

Aug 1, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC

A Poets Cry

When a poet cries It's no ordinary cry It's a cry for the pain they hold for others The words that they are afraid to speak Ones they just can't seem to get right A poets cry represents life, love & pain All of which he has endured Those he has not Those tears. Create life Each pen stroke Healing their scars & open wounds Chains that have them bound In hopes to release them When a poet cries It's no ordinary cry It's a cry for the pain they hold for others

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She is distinct known For her vernacular They say it's different for her "kind" For her style, they say is peculiar yet captivating Compared to the expected. Is it who she is? Surrounded by those who are "different" So they say But in what way Looking different on the outside, But she wasn't too blame Or put to shame Is it so she is? Trying to find her place in a world so black so white Is it so she is? Is it who she tries to be.

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Aug 1, 2019

Aug 1, 2019 at 6:17 PM UTC

Is It?

She is distinct known For her vernacular They say it's different for her "kind" For her style, they say is peculiar yet captivating Compared to the expected. Is it who she is? Surrounded by those who are "different" So they say But in what way Looking different on the outside, But she wasn't too blame Or put to shame Is it so she is? Trying to find her place in a world so black so white Is it so she is? Is it who she tries to be.

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