kayla-marie-hogan - Hello Poetry

I thought he was the one. He came into my life I didn't even see it coming Ugh Typical story I know He pretended to be strong Convinced me I could lean on him He said he was exactly what I needed... He lied. I've been twisted into something I don't recognize myself He has raked through me His voice will forever be in my head He is beautiful His soul is truly breath taking But he only pretends He doesn't genuinely care. Maybe he isn't capable of it He only cares for himself And that beat of course. Oh but how he tries Tries to pool the wool over your eyes I think he wants to love I just don't think he knows how. Take my warning girl He can't show you he cares. He doesn't understand You'll always try to tell him It will never go well Don't fall for him. It will hurt. I'm the end all he will be able to say is "I don't know."

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Oct 28, 2018

Oct 28, 2018 at 7:49 PM UTC

Him.

I thought he was the one. He came into my life I didn't even see it coming Ugh Typical story I know He pretended to be strong Convinced me I could lean on him He said he was exactly what I needed... He lied. I've been twisted into something I don't recognize myself He has raked through me His voice will forever be in my head He is beautiful His soul is truly breath taking But he only pretends He doesn't genuinely care. Maybe he isn't capable of it He only cares for himself And that beat of course. Oh but how he tries Tries to pool the wool over your eyes I think he wants to love I just don't think he knows how. Take my warning girl He can't show you he cares. He doesn't understand You'll always try to tell him It will never go well Don't fall for him. It will hurt. I'm the end all he will be able to say is "I don't know."

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Life is such a wonderful terrifying thing The best part? No one can predict what will happen tomorrow Or even later that day Anyone you ask will tell you A year ago today they never saw themselves where they are right now All through out your life you will worry You will stress Be confused Have lost everything and gained it all back But through it all we should come to an understanding that life is wonderful Through the good and the bad

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Jan 8, 2016

Jan 8, 2016 at 8:05 AM UTC

Life

Life is such a wonderful terrifying thing The best part? No one can predict what will happen tomorrow Or even later that day Anyone you ask will tell you A year ago today they never saw themselves where they are right now All through out your life you will worry You will stress Be confused Have lost everything and gained it all back But through it all we should come to an understanding that life is wonderful Through the good and the bad

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You know I was 14 when I joined this site. I am now about to be 20, I am expecting a child and life has been crazy. I couldn't ask for a better group of people as my support system. I love this site and talk about it to this day. You all are wonderful people and I hope you are ever changing but keep your poet heart. Thank you for your words and letting me look into your privet lives. You all are amazing. Never stop writing.

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Jan 7, 2016

Jan 7, 2016 at 3:16 PM UTC

A message to HelloPoetry.com

You know I was 14 when I joined this site. I am now about to be 20, I am expecting a child and life has been crazy. I couldn't ask for a better group of people as my support system. I love this site and talk about it to this day. You all are wonderful people and I hope you are ever changing but keep your poet heart. Thank you for your words and letting me look into your privet lives. You all are amazing. Never stop writing.

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How many times does is take How many bruises must I make How many smiles must I fake You tell me, how bad does it hurt Did you fall hard Did you break your heart You broke mine Thats not fair to say You didn't mean to You didn't know How bad it would hurt when I fell Into the pit of feelings This must not make any sense to you but thats not the point Dig deeper Breathe harder Its too much these days With the air suffocating me The weight pressing down I can hear my ribs crack But i feel nothing remember Not a thing Im not real Im nothing But nothing isn't such a bad thing to be Im evil. I worm my way into the heart Trying to feel something Something at all But i feel nothing remember Not a thing I scratch at the membrane thats holding your sanity together Tearing away a little at a time Making my way Into your mind Into your soul But i feel nothing remember Not a thing So pay me no mind Drop me like im nothing Weightless Really its okay I understand I would do the same Infact i already have I feel nothing remember Not a thing Besides that awful snapping Of my heart. Of my soul. I've already dropped myself Just like you knew i would You called it.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC

You called it

How many times does is take How many bruises must I make How many smiles must I fake You tell me, how bad does it hurt Did you fall hard Did you break your heart You broke mine Thats not fair to say You didn't mean to You didn't know How bad it would hurt when I fell Into the pit of feelings This must not make any sense to you but thats not the point Dig deeper Breathe harder Its too much these days With the air suffocating me The weight pressing down I can hear my ribs crack But i feel nothing remember Not a thing Im not real Im nothing But nothing isn't such a bad thing to be Im evil. I worm my way into the heart Trying to feel something Something at all But i feel nothing remember Not a thing I scratch at the membrane thats holding your sanity together Tearing away a little at a time Making my way Into your mind Into your soul But i feel nothing remember Not a thing So pay me no mind Drop me like im nothing Weightless Really its okay I understand I would do the same Infact i already have I feel nothing remember Not a thing Besides that awful snapping Of my heart. Of my soul. I've already dropped myself Just like you knew i would You called it.

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So tell me do you still think of me as much as i think of you? Do you still hear my voice in your dreams And my touch on your skin Do you understand the anguish the my heart feels When i can no longer remember the way your eyes shined When you would smile I dont even think you remember what it is like to smile Do you even know what it is like to breathe? Or walk down the street and not panic Tell me how bad does it hurt when you no longer know how to think Do you feel like you're sinking in quick sand clawing at nothing and falling deeper? Because thats how I feel when you look at me.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC

Something you will never know

So tell me do you still think of me as much as i think of you? Do you still hear my voice in your dreams And my touch on your skin Do you understand the anguish the my heart feels When i can no longer remember the way your eyes shined When you would smile I dont even think you remember what it is like to smile Do you even know what it is like to breathe? Or walk down the street and not panic Tell me how bad does it hurt when you no longer know how to think Do you feel like you're sinking in quick sand clawing at nothing and falling deeper? Because thats how I feel when you look at me.

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The smooth sound of jazz always makes me swoon Makes me smile and move That sound Is almost as irresistible as your voice With the beat my feet move With your hands my hips sway I can still hear you whisper in my ear, The sound of heart strings in the back ground The light feeling of your kisses on my neck I can feel the smile on your lips As you tell me you don't dance and I smile and tell you that you don't have a choice Lets save that moment forever Put it in a box and every now and again Take it out and admire how simple it was with The smooth sound of jazz always making me swoon ....Or could it be your touch

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Nov 21, 2014

Nov 21, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC

Jazz

The smooth sound of jazz always makes me swoon Makes me smile and move That sound Is almost as irresistible as your voice With the beat my feet move With your hands my hips sway I can still hear you whisper in my ear, The sound of heart strings in the back ground The light feeling of your kisses on my neck I can feel the smile on your lips As you tell me you don't dance and I smile and tell you that you don't have a choice Lets save that moment forever Put it in a box and every now and again Take it out and admire how simple it was with The smooth sound of jazz always making me swoon ....Or could it be your touch

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I paint my nails perfect never a chip to be seen and my makeup is always nice Not even a single smuge I always smile and say hello I wear nice clothes and have such cute shoes but inside if you look deeper You will see not the pretty outside but the ugly inside The rage that boils Hate festers Revenge is something to look forward to When you are spread out on the couch Like you always are I will slip the blade Into its home and smile while the blood runs free Neve again will you hit me or yell at me or insult me or humilate me My my how the tables have turned When its your blood on my hands instead of my own And no one will cry because all you did was destroy so may you always Rest In Hell.

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Aug 7, 2013

Aug 7, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC

Mad enough to ****

I paint my nails perfect never a chip to be seen and my makeup is always nice Not even a single smuge I always smile and say hello I wear nice clothes and have such cute shoes but inside if you look deeper You will see not the pretty outside but the ugly inside The rage that boils Hate festers Revenge is something to look forward to When you are spread out on the couch Like you always are I will slip the blade Into its home and smile while the blood runs free Neve again will you hit me or yell at me or insult me or humilate me My my how the tables have turned When its your blood on my hands instead of my own And no one will cry because all you did was destroy so may you always Rest In Hell.

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Death is such a crazy thing 3 uncles so far the kiss of death comes unexpected, Alone and crying in my room with bottle in hand Death always takes the family but never me no matter how much I scream and sob I'm always ignored Banging my fists on the wall sloshing my whiskey Tear streaked cheeks Alone with my fears Slashing my wrists, watching My blood drip and silently pray "Maybe God will take me next."

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Apr 17, 2013

Apr 17, 2013 at 8:39 AM UTC

Death

Death is such a crazy thing 3 uncles so far the kiss of death comes unexpected, Alone and crying in my room with bottle in hand Death always takes the family but never me no matter how much I scream and sob I'm always ignored Banging my fists on the wall sloshing my whiskey Tear streaked cheeks Alone with my fears Slashing my wrists, watching My blood drip and silently pray "Maybe God will take me next."

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Sitting, staring at the wall days go by, minutes fly but still this memory plays over and over in my head making my heart beat faster and my throat close up My hands start to sweat and my eyes flutter closed my breathing picks up and i scream Scream from the pain scream to forget I pull at my hair and punch the wall Until i just stop So tired from the effort and the tears I slowly lay my head on the pillow and fall into a fitful sleep

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Apr 17, 2013

Apr 17, 2013 at 8:35 AM UTC

Problems

Sitting, staring at the wall days go by, minutes fly but still this memory plays over and over in my head making my heart beat faster and my throat close up My hands start to sweat and my eyes flutter closed my breathing picks up and i scream Scream from the pain scream to forget I pull at my hair and punch the wall Until i just stop So tired from the effort and the tears I slowly lay my head on the pillow and fall into a fitful sleep

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Feel the guitar Pulse through your body The rhythm that makes You tap your feet The S M O O T H Sound of the bass is the back Making you close your eyes and sway The calm that music makes us feel When we can count on nothing But the nice slow thump of the drums

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Apr 11, 2013

Apr 11, 2013 at 9:07 AM UTC

Music

Feel the guitar Pulse through your body The rhythm that makes You tap your feet The S M O O T H Sound of the bass is the back Making you close your eyes and sway The calm that music makes us feel When we can count on nothing But the nice slow thump of the drums

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