maggie-rowen - Hello Poetry

Don't you dare act like what you did is why I'm where I'm at today. Don't you dare act like your decision to leave is why I found somebody better. It was my decisions, my choices, my hard work, that got me here. I'm the one who pulled myself back up after you left. I'm the one who wiped away the tears that you caused. I'm the one who laced up my boots and got myself back into action. If it hadn't been for ME, I would be where you left me and not where I'm at today. Don't you dare think you were more than just a stop along the way.

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Mar 6, 2017

Mar 6, 2017 at 7:19 PM UTC

Don't

Don't you dare act like what you did is why I'm where I'm at today. Don't you dare act like your decision to leave is why I found somebody better. It was my decisions, my choices, my hard work, that got me here. I'm the one who pulled myself back up after you left. I'm the one who wiped away the tears that you caused. I'm the one who laced up my boots and got myself back into action. If it hadn't been for ME, I would be where you left me and not where I'm at today. Don't you dare think you were more than just a stop along the way.

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"What do you do with the anger?" pause "What do you mean?" I ask. "I mean, what do you do with the anger?" pause I never thought about it that way. The anger that builds up fuel inside of us, the everlasting flame, what do we do with it? What do we do with the inextinguishable flame? This flame that burns inside of us from the day we are born until the day we pass, this flame that burns all in its path - what do we do with it? "I don't know," I respond. "I never realized just how much it effects my life." "Find something to do with it. Find somewhere to channel it. Find something to control it - or let go of it. Let the fire burn out. Anger is not a fire that keeps you warm, it is a fire that consumes you. It will consume you if you let it. Be free of it," he said. "Let it go and never look back."

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Feb 26, 2017

Feb 26, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC

What do you do with the anger?

"What do you do with the anger?" pause "What do you mean?" I ask. "I mean, what do you do with the anger?" pause I never thought about it that way. The anger that builds up fuel inside of us, the everlasting flame, what do we do with it? What do we do with the inextinguishable flame? This flame that burns inside of us from the day we are born until the day we pass, this flame that burns all in its path - what do we do with it? "I don't know," I respond. "I never realized just how much it effects my life." "Find something to do with it. Find somewhere to channel it. Find something to control it - or let go of it. Let the fire burn out. Anger is not a fire that keeps you warm, it is a fire that consumes you. It will consume you if you let it. Be free of it," he said. "Let it go and never look back."

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Your arms might be the only I will ever feel at home in Your arms might be the only I will ever be alone in Your heart might be the only that will ever keep me lonely Your heart might be the only that will ever keep me going Your heart, your arms, your love, your touch you leave, I weep I see you sleep Peaceful and sound, not another moment to be found You've torn me apart and dream as though you don't hear the sounds of my tears on the floor Your arms were the only I will ever feel at home in

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 10:59 PM UTC

Your Arms

Your arms might be the only I will ever feel at home in Your arms might be the only I will ever be alone in Your heart might be the only that will ever keep me lonely Your heart might be the only that will ever keep me going Your heart, your arms, your love, your touch you leave, I weep I see you sleep Peaceful and sound, not another moment to be found You've torn me apart and dream as though you don't hear the sounds of my tears on the floor Your arms were the only I will ever feel at home in

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And so, she said "There will be pain tonight, an unbelievable amount of pain that not even the stars know as they supernova, that not even the earth knows as it's land is torn in two by quakes, that not even the sky knows as it is ripped apart by lightening. It is a pain that is unleashed from the very depths of the soul and leaves the thinnest traces of its mark on the exterior of the human body. "It is a constant torrential downpour, a constant tsunami of grief; it is a pain that will be known by the most fearsome of men. It is a wrath that lashes its victims, leaving nothing in its remains."

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 10:31 PM UTC

Pain

And so, she said "There will be pain tonight, an unbelievable amount of pain that not even the stars know as they supernova, that not even the earth knows as it's land is torn in two by quakes, that not even the sky knows as it is ripped apart by lightening. It is a pain that is unleashed from the very depths of the soul and leaves the thinnest traces of its mark on the exterior of the human body. "It is a constant torrential downpour, a constant tsunami of grief; it is a pain that will be known by the most fearsome of men. It is a wrath that lashes its victims, leaving nothing in its remains."

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All your lies and all your pain following dreams you'll only break on this road for way too long But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure All you know is home with a heart that doesn't want to be alone with a heart that doesn't want to lose it's song But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure And I know you had to go Had to get yourself back home But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC

Cracked Glass

All your lies and all your pain following dreams you'll only break on this road for way too long But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure All you know is home with a heart that doesn't want to be alone with a heart that doesn't want to lose it's song But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure And I know you had to go Had to get yourself back home But when it's said and done there really was no way we could have won the cracked glass shatters to the floor reminding me that life always gives a cure

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there were words I couldn't speak, words I couldn't see, feelings I couldn't find, feelings I couldn't hide. The day you said you loved me, the day you walked away, the day you said I'd come to find no one else could make me feel this way. I believed every word you said. I believed you now and I believed you then. The difference between us, is you still left. I stayed, for two years and when you finally said you loved me I saw all my dreams becoming true. Then I saw her. She just showed up. The only person besides me you kept in your life. So for months I let the torment work its way through my body until I was simply rotting. Every time I tried to explain the hurt that bounced around inside all I managed to do was start a fight. But I loved you, and I love you, and I tried my very best, until one day my insides tore, and I was now an external mess. As my insides poured out into all the wrong places, I felt the burning sting of pain beneath my sleeve. The wounds reopened, as I was closing. My arms were cut to bleed.

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC

My Wound Reopened

there were words I couldn't speak, words I couldn't see, feelings I couldn't find, feelings I couldn't hide. The day you said you loved me, the day you walked away, the day you said I'd come to find no one else could make me feel this way. I believed every word you said. I believed you now and I believed you then. The difference between us, is you still left. I stayed, for two years and when you finally said you loved me I saw all my dreams becoming true. Then I saw her. She just showed up. The only person besides me you kept in your life. So for months I let the torment work its way through my body until I was simply rotting. Every time I tried to explain the hurt that bounced around inside all I managed to do was start a fight. But I loved you, and I love you, and I tried my very best, until one day my insides tore, and I was now an external mess. As my insides poured out into all the wrong places, I felt the burning sting of pain beneath my sleeve. The wounds reopened, as I was closing. My arms were cut to bleed.

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