kzupex - Hello Poetry

my heart is beating, time is passing by slowly, too slowly. the wars inside of me are keeping me alive, or maybe not. my heart is beating the hours are speeding up now, maybe i'm just growing older. the wars inside of me keep tearing me apart, fast, too fast. the dream i was envisioning is turning into something else. maybe i'm not here anymore. time keeps passing by, the wars are never ending and something is missing. i may be living in slow motion or maybe dreaming too fast. i know nothing anymore.

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Jun 16, 2025

Jun 16, 2025 at 3:33 PM UTC

Something Missing

my heart is beating, time is passing by slowly, too slowly. the wars inside of me are keeping me alive, or maybe not. my heart is beating the hours are speeding up now, maybe i'm just growing older. the wars inside of me keep tearing me apart, fast, too fast. the dream i was envisioning is turning into something else. maybe i'm not here anymore. time keeps passing by, the wars are never ending and something is missing. i may be living in slow motion or maybe dreaming too fast. i know nothing anymore.

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alone under the desk lamp head on a book pile, eyes fluttering close tears falling down, as loneliness eats away at her soul. strands of hair stuck on her cheeks lips bitten red, quiet sobs echoing is this the way it was supposed to be? only searching for a light, a hint something to guide her towards the will to live she once had because living was all that she once wanted is this the way it was supposed to be? darkness taking over her mind all signs of happiness once felt disappearing, fading away from the scars decorating her heart is this the way it was supposed to be? scared, frightened panic churning inside of her the whole world upside down shaking fragile figure it's so cold outside the world never stops spinning, so fast so fast. her missing pieces tumbling away is this the way it was supposed to be?

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Apr 22, 2025

Apr 22, 2025 at 1:26 PM UTC

is this the way it was supposed to be?

alone under the desk lamp head on a book pile, eyes fluttering close tears falling down, as loneliness eats away at her soul. strands of hair stuck on her cheeks lips bitten red, quiet sobs echoing is this the way it was supposed to be? only searching for a light, a hint something to guide her towards the will to live she once had because living was all that she once wanted is this the way it was supposed to be? darkness taking over her mind all signs of happiness once felt disappearing, fading away from the scars decorating her heart is this the way it was supposed to be? scared, frightened panic churning inside of her the whole world upside down shaking fragile figure it's so cold outside the world never stops spinning, so fast so fast. her missing pieces tumbling away is this the way it was supposed to be?

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*eleven past midnight. i'm still here, waiting and wondering. are you ever coming back?* (c.i.g.)

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Apr 28, 2014

Apr 28, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC

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*eleven past midnight. i'm still here, waiting and wondering. are you ever coming back?* (c.i.g.)

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*My heart is beating, Time is passing by Slowly, too slowly. Wars inside of me Keeping me alive, Or maybe just not. My heart is beating The hours speed up now, Maybe I'm getting older. Wars inside of me Keep tearing me apart, Fast, too fast. The dream I was expecting Is turning into the opposite And maybe I'm not here anymore. Time keeps passing by, The wars never stopping And one thing is missing. Maybe living in slow motion Or maybe dreaming too fast I know nothing anymore.* (c.i.g.)

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Mar 12, 2014

Mar 12, 2014 at 5:29 PM UTC

Something Missing

*My heart is beating, Time is passing by Slowly, too slowly. Wars inside of me Keeping me alive, Or maybe just not. My heart is beating The hours speed up now, Maybe I'm getting older. Wars inside of me Keep tearing me apart, Fast, too fast. The dream I was expecting Is turning into the opposite And maybe I'm not here anymore. Time keeps passing by, The wars never stopping And one thing is missing. Maybe living in slow motion Or maybe dreaming too fast I know nothing anymore.* (c.i.g.)

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*Alone under the light on the desk Head laying on top of the books Eyes fluttering close with Tears falling down the cheeks The loneliness eating her soul Strands of hair sticking to her face Red lips pouting Sobs coming out of her mouth Is this the way it was supposed to be? Only searching for a hint To guide her towards the light She just wants to live Is this the way life was supposed to be? Darkness taking over her mind All signs of happiness disappearing From the scars left on her heart Was this supposed to be happening? Scared, frightened and panicked Turning her world upside down Not even knowing what is leaving her like this Shaking fragile figure It's cold out there The world never stopping to check on her No one ever bothering to find her missing piece Was it supposed to be like this?* (c.i.g.)

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Feb 6, 2014

Feb 6, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC

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*Alone under the light on the desk Head laying on top of the books Eyes fluttering close with Tears falling down the cheeks The loneliness eating her soul Strands of hair sticking to her face Red lips pouting Sobs coming out of her mouth Is this the way it was supposed to be? Only searching for a hint To guide her towards the light She just wants to live Is this the way life was supposed to be? Darkness taking over her mind All signs of happiness disappearing From the scars left on her heart Was this supposed to be happening? Scared, frightened and panicked Turning her world upside down Not even knowing what is leaving her like this Shaking fragile figure It's cold out there The world never stopping to check on her No one ever bothering to find her missing piece Was it supposed to be like this?* (c.i.g.)

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