ohjamie - Hello Poetry

So young, so light, so free of fright. Not very shy to be alive. We all have our vices all kept in vain. We keep them intact to take away pain. But darling... Dig a little deeper, what's really going on? Are these really friends you're with at the crack of dawn? Short-lived stories, a series of sin, heavenly fantasies enraged from within. Sniff harder, drink more; distractions galore. But don't cry when they're not here anymore. To use, be used; what hope you seek... Youthful, confused what fine defeat. It hurts, it burns... Like ice, it numbs. What else can youth bring than fear of what you've become?

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Nov 9, 2014

Nov 9, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC

Young, wild, free

So young, so light, so free of fright. Not very shy to be alive. We all have our vices all kept in vain. We keep them intact to take away pain. But darling... Dig a little deeper, what's really going on? Are these really friends you're with at the crack of dawn? Short-lived stories, a series of sin, heavenly fantasies enraged from within. Sniff harder, drink more; distractions galore. But don't cry when they're not here anymore. To use, be used; what hope you seek... Youthful, confused what fine defeat. It hurts, it burns... Like ice, it numbs. What else can youth bring than fear of what you've become?

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Well baby, it’s hard to forget the look on your face when you leaned in for that first kiss because it was the last thing I was expecting. We were not romantic, and I had such a naive heart. I kissed back because your hands told me that you were untouchable. That was when I learned that my heart enjoyed being just as cold as yours. ♡

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Oct 27, 2014

Oct 27, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC

the first of many

Well baby, it’s hard to forget the look on your face when you leaned in for that first kiss because it was the last thing I was expecting. We were not romantic, and I had such a naive heart. I kissed back because your hands told me that you were untouchable. That was when I learned that my heart enjoyed being just as cold as yours. ♡

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And everyday you tell yourself: "I feel great," because this makes you feel whole. People see and believe that you're doing fine--great, even. But then at night, as you drive yourself home, brush your teeth, and lie in bed... alone... You yearn for someone beside you. Your independence is a mask because as much as you long for someone, it's been a series of uninteresting people, misguided decisions, and hurtful misconnections. But it's okay. You breathe in... breathe out... fall asleep... You'll wake up in the morning, everything is okay, and you tell yourself: "I feel great."

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC

Masked

And everyday you tell yourself: "I feel great," because this makes you feel whole. People see and believe that you're doing fine--great, even. But then at night, as you drive yourself home, brush your teeth, and lie in bed... alone... You yearn for someone beside you. Your independence is a mask because as much as you long for someone, it's been a series of uninteresting people, misguided decisions, and hurtful misconnections. But it's okay. You breathe in... breathe out... fall asleep... You'll wake up in the morning, everything is okay, and you tell yourself: "I feel great."

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Talked til 6am-- thought it meant something, but I am nothing to you.

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Sep 26, 2014

Sep 26, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC

Six

Talked til 6am-- thought it meant something, but I am nothing to you.

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Australian accent; professional boxer. Spoke well between my legs.

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Sep 25, 2014

Sep 25, 2014 at 6:10 AM UTC

Five

Australian accent; professional boxer. Spoke well between my legs.

3

Oh my stars, I liked you a lot, but we were nothing more than objects.

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Sep 25, 2014

Sep 25, 2014 at 5:58 AM UTC

Four

Oh my stars, I liked you a lot, but we were nothing more than objects.

3

Desks and chairs and messy hair Student rankings, must compare. Always having something due-- Wake up at eight, slept at two. Coffee, Red Bull, I need more To push through my every chore. My health and sanity is growing ill, But all I need is an Adderall pill. "It will be worth it in the end," I'm told, But this college thing is getting old. Always working and losing sleep Because I have straight As to keep. "Amazing essay," "Good job!" they say, But they don't know of the price I pay. They never listen to what I need or want Unless it's in Times New Roman, 12 pt font.

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Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC

Honors College Student

Desks and chairs and messy hair Student rankings, must compare. Always having something due-- Wake up at eight, slept at two. Coffee, Red Bull, I need more To push through my every chore. My health and sanity is growing ill, But all I need is an Adderall pill. "It will be worth it in the end," I'm told, But this college thing is getting old. Always working and losing sleep Because I have straight As to keep. "Amazing essay," "Good job!" they say, But they don't know of the price I pay. They never listen to what I need or want Unless it's in Times New Roman, 12 pt font.

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My heart breaks  From all the wishes I’ve made  Looking up at the stars  That never came true. My voice shakes  I feel my knees trembling  And my hands shaking  As I look at you. Across the room,  You sit in a table  Circled by friends  You’ve known for three days. Across the room,  I isolate myself  Listening to music  Stuck in a daze. Such beautiful girls,  You’re surrounded by.  They really know how to bump and grind. Such different worlds,  We’d never collide.  A girl like me is hard to find.

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Sep 23, 2014

Sep 23, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC

A Good Looking Boy

My heart breaks  From all the wishes I’ve made  Looking up at the stars  That never came true. My voice shakes  I feel my knees trembling  And my hands shaking  As I look at you. Across the room,  You sit in a table  Circled by friends  You’ve known for three days. Across the room,  I isolate myself  Listening to music  Stuck in a daze. Such beautiful girls,  You’re surrounded by.  They really know how to bump and grind. Such different worlds,  We’d never collide.  A girl like me is hard to find.

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Cosmopolitan:  Up against the shower walls. We were both naive.

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC

Three

Cosmopolitan:  Up against the shower walls. We were both naive.

3

I once saw the world in your eyes; I still think of you. It wasn’t until I saw you in my dreams that I realized: You’re just fiction in my mind. You never deserved a spot in my head— a constant string of unaware thought. I still think of you… and I have no idea why.

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC

Not You, But The Thought of You

I once saw the world in your eyes; I still think of you. It wasn’t until I saw you in my dreams that I realized: You’re just fiction in my mind. You never deserved a spot in my head— a constant string of unaware thought. I still think of you… and I have no idea why.

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