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lauren-rose-1
American All I've ever really had a passion for was writing, ever since I was a little kid. I guess I write with a dramatic mind but I write what I feel, and try not to pick apart what I do. I hope I can make people feel something with my writing.
I think I've been changing for some time now growing, shaping, learning. I think that maybe I am new a new heart, a new mind. I am healing and I have been healed.
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
Change
Go away. From my heart, from my soul, from my head. Leave me, please. Take the memories. Take the pain. Take it all. I don’t want to have your smile memorized. I don’t want your eye color to be my favorite color. I don’t want you. I can’t want you. I need you gone. You don’t even know it, you have this suffocating grasp on my life. On me. I can’t breathe here. Because you’re so close, so far away. I should hate you. I want to hate you. I can’t though, my heart won’t let me. If you ever loved me, let me go. Let me go let me go let me go. Release me from this suffering, release me from needing to know you’re okay, release me from needing to check in on you, release me from being more worried about you than myself. **** **** **** Just put me out of my misery.
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
If You Love Me Let Me Go
And I clawed at my skin Till it was ****** raw. I pushed, pinched, Dug my nails in, Just looking for the red beneath, While my hands shook And the tears slipped down my cheeks, I tore my own flesh apart.
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
Flesh
Maybe I should have been better, Maybe I can be better, But I wasn't better, And now we all suffer.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
Maybe
Grateful for you That's what I am Blissfully unaware of how hard it must be for you to love me With my irrational moods And my seething rage And my hastiness to say that you're wrong I'm a ******* nightmare I don't know what it is that makes you want to stay Maybe you were cursed to love a girl so intolerable So intolerable that everyone else in her life leaves Maybe that's why you stay You see how few people can even stand me And you've taken it upon yourself to stand me And stand me for the long haul Because you look in my eyes and you tell me you love me, That you want me, That you need me. And I can see it's the truth. But sometimes I pity you And I wish I were strong enough to sever the connection To protect you from further torture of loving me But I'm far too weak to let you go And I'm far too selfish to think of you over me But I want to say that I'm sorry For all the moods I go through in a day And all the stress I must cause you But if it's any consolation, I love you from the very bottom of my heart And you are the most important thing in my world And if I could change myself, Become more tolerable, More lovable, I would for you.
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
Intolerable
There's no room left No more room for all this ******* trauma and pain no more time for taking shaky breathes no more love for people who don't love me back. No more because feeling like I'm drowning Every God ****** day of my life isn't how I want to live not anymore. So I'm gonna step back and assess this shitpile of a situation and then leave it and leave you because I want to feel like I can breathe again and you're just holding me under the water
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
No Room
Seeing him causes a pain so acute in my chest I fear that my heart might burst Seeing him causes a rush of memories that used to be happy but now are filled with regret Seeing him makes me wonder if I'm a bad person or if it's him Or maybe it's neither of us at all Maybe we are just two different types of broken The types of broken that cannot quite understand each other Because they are far too broken in their own ways to see anyone else's pain But I can see his pain Can he see mine? A boy who used to be one of the select few people I trust Gave me more reasons not to trust people And assume that everyone leaves once they've taken from you what they wanted Once they've gotten your trust Once they've gotten your secrets Once they've gotten your adoration They find the escape hatch They reach for the rip chord And they leave. I've often felt that people left me for good reason I'm too loud And I'm not all that smart And I'm irritatingly full of love Full of so much love for anyone who needs it But when someone leaves I decide I love too much I push too much I'm too open, too trusting Every person Every single one Has caused a need in me To build up walls To build up an incredible fortress Because if anymore scar tissue were to cover my heart I'm positive it would just stop But it should have stopped with him then I suppose Because the amount of pain he has caused With every scornful glance And every part of a friendship twisted and snapped Maybe my fortress will be impenetrable now though Maybe I'll be stronger But I don't feel stronger I feel broken And hurt And a special sort of lost Because I know exactly where I am But it's not at all where I thought I'd be Is it possible to love with every part of a shattered heart?
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
A friend (Past Tense)
Seeing him causes a pain so acute in my chest I fear that my heart might burst Seeing him causes a rush of memories that used to be happy but now are filled with regret Seeing him makes me wonder if I'm a bad person or if it's him Or maybe it's neither of us at all Maybe we are just two different types of broken The types of broken that cannot quite understand each other Because they are far too broken in their own ways to see anyone else's pain But I can see his pain Can he see mine? A boy who used to be one of the select few people I trust Gave me more reasons not to trust people And assume that everyone leaves once they've taken from you what they wanted Once they've gotten your trust Once they've gotten your secrets Once they've gotten your adoration They find the escape hatch They reach for the rip chord And they leave. I've often felt that people left me for good reason I'm too loud And I'm not all that smart And I'm irritatingly full of love Full of so much love for anyone who needs it But when someone leaves I decide I love too much I push too much I'm too open, too trusting Every person Every single one Has caused a need in me To build up walls To build up an incredible fortress Because if anymore scar tissue were to cover my heart I'm positive it would just stop But it should have stopped with him then I suppose Because the amount of pain he has caused With every scornful glance And every part of a friendship twisted and snapped Maybe my fortress will be impenetrable now though Maybe I'll be stronger But I don't feel stronger I feel broken And hurt And a special sort of lost Because I know exactly where I am But it's not at all where I thought I'd be Is it possible to love with every part of a shattered heart?
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My lips are raw My hair is a mess My head is swimming But kissing you is just too good.
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
Kissing
The dead are forgotten Not completely, just partially We forget all the little things Like how they ****** us off Or how they broke our hearts Or how they made us hate them at times We only remember how perfect they were We only remember the good So we can feel guilty for not seeing them every day Or not giving them one last hug Because some reason when you're dead, it makes you deserving Of love or of sympathy Because no one wants to hear you say you hate a dead person Because that's just cruel.
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 7:12 AM UTC
When the Dead are Forgotten
I gasp for air with burnt lungs, a burnt tongue All of me, everything is crumbling The skin, my flesh, my bones, it's all falling to pieces I'm unhealthy, I'm sick But only in my mind You can't even see it from the outside But don't tell me it's not there Cause I feel the weezing, I feel the cough Of my mind, my heart, trying to coincide, trying to collide Trying, just trying to agree for one single moment in time And everything hurts but it could be worse Cause maybe I have nightmares but at least I'm not dead.
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Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
Frantic