maddy-tidrick - Hello Poetry

You fight me, And fight, And fight. You tear out my heart and slaughter it in front of me. I hate you. Crack You're so worthless Tear I never loved you Break My fragile heart Shatters Because of you. Because of your words. Tears blur my vision, I am furious. **** you* I feel empty. I walk home, now nothing but a shell. Mind numb, Heart aching. Crawling into bed, I cry. No food for me. I'd rather starve out my pain. I slide my razor blade out From it's hiding place. So small, So sharp, So soothing. The blade kisses my wrist, And my wrist craves more. Salivating For nothing but Pain.

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Mar 4, 2013

Mar 4, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC

Broken

You fight me, And fight, And fight. You tear out my heart and slaughter it in front of me. I hate you. Crack You're so worthless Tear I never loved you Break My fragile heart Shatters Because of you. Because of your words. Tears blur my vision, I am furious. **** you* I feel empty. I walk home, now nothing but a shell. Mind numb, Heart aching. Crawling into bed, I cry. No food for me. I'd rather starve out my pain. I slide my razor blade out From it's hiding place. So small, So sharp, So soothing. The blade kisses my wrist, And my wrist craves more. Salivating For nothing but Pain.

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You are not A poet. You can not even rhyme.

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Feb 27, 2013

Feb 27, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC

Critics (10w)

You are not A poet. You can not even rhyme.

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Why Is my entire paycheck Going towards this? Why Do I love to **** myself? I really do. The smooth pack in my hand, Firmly packing against my opposite palm. Pulling off Clear Crinkling Cellophane, The shiny silver Foil, Then revealing my prize. I slide a single Cigarette Out of this pack, and inhale the sweet scent of Tobacco. Between my lips It fits so effortlessly, Like it was meant to be. Sparking my lighter, The flame erupts, and I begin to slowly inhale My pleasure, My addiction, My death.

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Feb 27, 2013

Feb 27, 2013 at 5:17 PM UTC

What Am I doing?

Why Is my entire paycheck Going towards this? Why Do I love to **** myself? I really do. The smooth pack in my hand, Firmly packing against my opposite palm. Pulling off Clear Crinkling Cellophane, The shiny silver Foil, Then revealing my prize. I slide a single Cigarette Out of this pack, and inhale the sweet scent of Tobacco. Between my lips It fits so effortlessly, Like it was meant to be. Sparking my lighter, The flame erupts, and I begin to slowly inhale My pleasure, My addiction, My death.

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America. Oregon. Eugene. ***** hippies, Homeless kids, Handcrafted knickknacks For sale at Saturday Market. Rain Rain Rain Rain some more. These tourists cannot Perceive how happy The rain makes me, When their droplets of Life fall and surround me. They do not have That Oregonian Blood. I have ducks in my heart, And rain water Courses through my veins. I am a Country Fair girl. I am a Eugene Girl. I will be an Oregonian forever. Portland may not be As quaint, As ***** As close knit. But, When it rains, I get chills. I kick off my shoes, And I dance in the Glorious lifeblood of my home.

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Feb 25, 2013

Feb 25, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC

Home

America. Oregon. Eugene. ***** hippies, Homeless kids, Handcrafted knickknacks For sale at Saturday Market. Rain Rain Rain Rain some more. These tourists cannot Perceive how happy The rain makes me, When their droplets of Life fall and surround me. They do not have That Oregonian Blood. I have ducks in my heart, And rain water Courses through my veins. I am a Country Fair girl. I am a Eugene Girl. I will be an Oregonian forever. Portland may not be As quaint, As ***** As close knit. But, When it rains, I get chills. I kick off my shoes, And I dance in the Glorious lifeblood of my home.

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It's interesting how people say "the ugly truth." Is the truth ugly? I don't think so. Lies are ugly. Lies cause pain. Lies cause bad decisions. Lies cause death. Truths may be hard to handle, but I would much rather hear a hard truth than an easy lie. I want to know your Opinion, that's why I'm asking. I may be hurt, but I would rather hear it from you, my friend, than have myself exposed stupidly in front of hundreds. "Does this make me look fat?" Don't say no. I'm a big girl. If you see my belly button, The answer is yes. "Does this poem sound stupid?" Well, Does it?

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC

Hard Truths, Easy Lies

It's interesting how people say "the ugly truth." Is the truth ugly? I don't think so. Lies are ugly. Lies cause pain. Lies cause bad decisions. Lies cause death. Truths may be hard to handle, but I would much rather hear a hard truth than an easy lie. I want to know your Opinion, that's why I'm asking. I may be hurt, but I would rather hear it from you, my friend, than have myself exposed stupidly in front of hundreds. "Does this make me look fat?" Don't say no. I'm a big girl. If you see my belly button, The answer is yes. "Does this poem sound stupid?" Well, Does it?

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**** your consumerist "holiday." There is nothing special about today. I might be bitter, about being alone. Again. but, I don't see the point. Cheap little cards, ****** candy. Why? For love? No. For money? Yes. Valentines day is not for you and your sweet heart. It is for the corporations. Selling their confections, their cards, their lingerie. Bet it doesn't feel special anymore, Does it?

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 4:42 PM UTC

Valentines Day

**** your consumerist "holiday." There is nothing special about today. I might be bitter, about being alone. Again. but, I don't see the point. Cheap little cards, ****** candy. Why? For love? No. For money? Yes. Valentines day is not for you and your sweet heart. It is for the corporations. Selling their confections, their cards, their lingerie. Bet it doesn't feel special anymore, Does it?

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Hey dude. You know I'm here. Don't lie. Your girlfriend treats you like **** Can't you notice me? The one who's been here for you, the one who wants nothing more than to hold you, kiss you, and make you feel like I know that ***** can't.

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Feb 14, 2013

Feb 14, 2013 at 4:35 PM UTC

Yo, boy I've got a crush on.

Hey dude. You know I'm here. Don't lie. Your girlfriend treats you like **** Can't you notice me? The one who's been here for you, the one who wants nothing more than to hold you, kiss you, and make you feel like I know that ***** can't.

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Marijuana A lovely high. Floating through life as a neutral being. Not really caring if life goes this way, or that. Just remaining numb. Mushrooms Beauty. Absolute beauty. Love in everything, you see grace. You feel the colors of life. Focusing intently, appreciating things that people normally pass by. Loving life, loving living. Molly Touch Touch Touch All you want to do is Touch Feel Caress. Short attention span. Touch me. I'll touch you too. ******* Hyper Hyper Oh my God Can we go do something? Let's smoke a cigarette, And go for a drive. This song is amazing. I want to go do Push ups. Acid I've never seen Anything So glorious. What is that?? Oh my god It's awesome. Why do people Worry About becoming Perma-fried? That would be Epic.

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Feb 13, 2013

Feb 13, 2013 at 4:59 PM UTC

Drugs

Marijuana A lovely high. Floating through life as a neutral being. Not really caring if life goes this way, or that. Just remaining numb. Mushrooms Beauty. Absolute beauty. Love in everything, you see grace. You feel the colors of life. Focusing intently, appreciating things that people normally pass by. Loving life, loving living. Molly Touch Touch Touch All you want to do is Touch Feel Caress. Short attention span. Touch me. I'll touch you too. ******* Hyper Hyper Oh my God Can we go do something? Let's smoke a cigarette, And go for a drive. This song is amazing. I want to go do Push ups. Acid I've never seen Anything So glorious. What is that?? Oh my god It's awesome. Why do people Worry About becoming Perma-fried? That would be Epic.

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Happiness? Money? It's hard to find a Common ground. Hard to find Balance On a line so thin. Precariously Teetering, Bound to fall on One side, or The other. Slave for hours Days Weeks Years. For what? Money. Or, you will fall On the side of Happiness. Do what you Dream. However, for Most of us, That doesn't include An income. Maybe you like Piercings, Tattoos, Hair dye. Employers don't. You are a Circle, a Triangle, a Hexagon, Trying to get to The work force Where only Squares Are welcome. As much as You want to Remain true to yourself, You change. Take out your Piercings, Hide your Tattoos, Put your crazy Hair dye Back on the shelf For now. Redrawing yourself Into that Square Society requires you to be.

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Feb 13, 2013

Feb 13, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC

How To Choose

Happiness? Money? It's hard to find a Common ground. Hard to find Balance On a line so thin. Precariously Teetering, Bound to fall on One side, or The other. Slave for hours Days Weeks Years. For what? Money. Or, you will fall On the side of Happiness. Do what you Dream. However, for Most of us, That doesn't include An income. Maybe you like Piercings, Tattoos, Hair dye. Employers don't. You are a Circle, a Triangle, a Hexagon, Trying to get to The work force Where only Squares Are welcome. As much as You want to Remain true to yourself, You change. Take out your Piercings, Hide your Tattoos, Put your crazy Hair dye Back on the shelf For now. Redrawing yourself Into that Square Society requires you to be.

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I love you No, I loved you. Parts of you were everything I could have asked for. But, I am not your punching bag. I will not be hit. I will not be screamed at day after day. I deserve to be loved as much as I love and you, obviously, cannot provide that.

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Feb 12, 2013

Feb 12, 2013 at 5:56 PM UTC

Moving On

I love you No, I loved you. Parts of you were everything I could have asked for. But, I am not your punching bag. I will not be hit. I will not be screamed at day after day. I deserve to be loved as much as I love and you, obviously, cannot provide that.

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