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oldsoul
South African I am the ocean, I am the sea, there's a world inside of me.
These last final days I'm constantly Thinking about how I should spend it What I should say. Should I smile more? Cause I'm dying soon? Should I lie less? cause it'll be over soon? Be more reckless? Cause I'll end it sooner than I thought? Crying cause I will never get to live See how my favourite series end If my idol will ever settle down If my dog will be happy without me Will my family ever move on Get over the betrayal and hurt I caused Will my mom be too distraught by my loss to move on Will my sister ever be able to settle down My twin brother make it to college Will my older brother be shaken by reality to finally go to rehab for drug abuse I'll never be able to walk the streets of foreign country's and be afraid to get lost I will miss the sun in my hair on a summer day And the way my lover used to kiss my Cold fingertips in the winter mornings I will lose it all If I haven't already
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
Untitled
Last night I couldn't sleep I kept rolling around searching the sheets For you Sighs has replaced the silence you left behind I wonder where you are and what you're doing The loss for you has been my undoing Screams and chaos in my head Sometimes the ledge isn't far ahead But then I think of you and how you left me for dead But I'm already dead,dear no need to step of the ledge
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:42 PM UTC
ledge
listen to me. a gathering of words to entrap a moment that cannot be otherwise enveloped into something comprehensible obtainable something to last you forever it will not fade or disappear or leave you empty again. you take to the hearts desire though you can barely understand your own for what you truly want is deep within you dying to be noticed crumbling against the locked walls you hear it calling in your sleepless dreams burning your breath blowing smoke rings into your eyes. see through the mirror of your heartache and into a wondrous feeling of undeniable beauty one that will lift you from this carefully placed void of uncomfortable drought into a greater wanting a meaningful desire for something pure, radiant and enamored. it flows through the sounds that caress your staggering thoughts caught in the undertow of your minds machine they play relentlessly, over and over until you’ve uncovered them in a moment of clarity and perspective suddenly the words you’re saying seem to have the same intention your heart follows a mutual moment of everlasting truth. and maybe if you release the feeling through your body, more. soon your heart will lift itself from the burden you’ve placed against it, the burden risen recognize it, familiarize it and set it free. an inhaled sensation of weightlessness as the person that surrounds you in the smoke comes to you a guided light, harboring your love and only yours and the words you speak will be kindly and breathable for a moment you will have what you’ve always needed you will feel it overtake you with an eager electricity (This is not mine but i felt the need to share it)
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 3:40 PM UTC
listen to me (not mine)
listen to me. a gathering of words to entrap a moment that cannot be otherwise enveloped into something comprehensible obtainable something to last you forever it will not fade or disappear or leave you empty again. you take to the hearts desire though you can barely understand your own for what you truly want is deep within you dying to be noticed crumbling against the locked walls you hear it calling in your sleepless dreams burning your breath blowing smoke rings into your eyes. see through the mirror of your heartache and into a wondrous feeling of undeniable beauty one that will lift you from this carefully placed void of uncomfortable drought into a greater wanting a meaningful desire for something pure, radiant and enamored. it flows through the sounds that caress your staggering thoughts caught in the undertow of your minds machine they play relentlessly, over and over until you’ve uncovered them in a moment of clarity and perspective suddenly the words you’re saying seem to have the same intention your heart follows a mutual moment of everlasting truth. and maybe if you release the feeling through your body, more. soon your heart will lift itself from the burden you’ve placed against it, the burden risen recognize it, familiarize it and set it free. an inhaled sensation of weightlessness as the person that surrounds you in the smoke comes to you a guided light, harboring your love and only yours and the words you speak will be kindly and breathable for a moment you will have what you’ve always needed you will feel it overtake you with an eager electricity (This is not mine but i felt the need to share it)
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Hoping, praying that I'll be with you someday Keep thinking things are gonna change Thinking im gonna have my way But I lost, everyday takes me further away From you I want you here with me now I have to admit that I miss you But you're not here You're over there somewhere doing what you do best and I'll probably see you when there's only a few pieces of you left I will be there in the end to piece you back together and send you on your way I miss how the sun kissed your cheeks when you're lying next to me The way you talk in your sleep Mumbling incoherent word But they're the secrets that I keep It pains me to share you with the rest of the world I don't mind you growing as a person but please Remember who you are and who loves you the most cause I'll be there at the end of the Road
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 4:31 PM UTC
affliction to my addiction
"I sleep in your shirts ya know?" I asked the empty room "I miss how you used to scold me for always taking long showers" I poured myself a glass of jack daniels "you'd be disappointed if you saw me like this" I said between sips "don't worry, I'll be disappointed for both of us." I'm a shell of a woman I used to be "its saturday, I miss how you used to sleep in as I watched tv shows" the tv hasn't been on for weeks "my battery is drained, haven't charged it since your death" saying the word and tasting the melancholy mad me nauseous "I won't throw up, that's not very lady like" I threw the glass against the wall "I think I'll just drink jack out of the bottle instead" I said happily. "I can still hear myself think so I'll just drink until I can't feel a thing" "Moma thinks I need therapy if my daddy was here hed just kick the crap out of me instead" daddy issues was part of me growing up and I never wanted to date until I met him, he waited patiently like a puppy and broke down all my walls "Babe why didn't you talk to me about your problems I loved you even with your depression" guess who's turn it is to be depressed "I'm not actually mad at you, just mad that there was nothing I could do" I broke down in tears that night remembering what had happened My phone ringed as I was having lunch with a friend "Baby!" A hysterical voice said, it was mom. "Sorry my phones been actin up, what's wrong" "You need to come baby girl,I'm so so sorry, I'm at the local hospital" and she hanged up. Me and my girl grabbed our stuff and went My mom ran to me crying "sorry I'm sorry sorry sorry baby girl" "Sorry for what?" I was hysterical She grabbed my hand and pulled me to a hospital room and there he laid full bandages and blood My knees buckled, it was giving in and my bag slid off my arm like water I couldn't breath "Is he" I couldn't get a word out Now my mom was crying "he jumped off your building room I couldn't cry, I wasn't expecting this "He only got a few minutes and his family is on their way but they can't make it so they think he's already dead" I took his hand and kissed it furiously "no wake up" I closed my eyes "no wake up! Pleas wake up" now my voice was only a whisper The funeral was depressing. My family and friends have came to terms with my locking myself up in my apartment getting wasted "Part of grieving" the doctor said "Its been 4months and she's still doing it" my mom said to her friend as they pushed me under a cold shower and cleaning me, thinking I was unconscious. I heard everything. "They were each others anchors, keeping each other grounded, one without the other one they would fall apart" my aunt was a writer
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 5:19 PM UTC
talking to your ghost (part 2)
"I sleep in your shirts ya know?" I asked the empty room "I miss how you used to scold me for always taking long showers" I poured myself a glass of jack daniels "you'd be disappointed if you saw me like this" I said between sips "don't worry, I'll be disappointed for both of us." I'm a shell of a woman I used to be "its saturday, I miss how you used to sleep in as I watched tv shows" the tv hasn't been on for weeks "my battery is drained, haven't charged it since your death" saying the word and tasting the melancholy mad me nauseous "I won't throw up, that's not very lady like" I threw the glass against the wall "I think I'll just drink jack out of the bottle instead" I said happily. "I can still hear myself think so I'll just drink until I can't feel a thing" "Moma thinks I need therapy if my daddy was here hed just kick the crap out of me instead" daddy issues was part of me growing up and I never wanted to date until I met him, he waited patiently like a puppy and broke down all my walls "Babe why didn't you talk to me about your problems I loved you even with your depression" guess who's turn it is to be depressed "I'm not actually mad at you, just mad that there was nothing I could do" I broke down in tears that night remembering what had happened My phone ringed as I was having lunch with a friend "Baby!" A hysterical voice said, it was mom. "Sorry my phones been actin up, what's wrong" "You need to come baby girl,I'm so so sorry, I'm at the local hospital" and she hanged up. Me and my girl grabbed our stuff and went My mom ran to me crying "sorry I'm sorry sorry sorry baby girl" "Sorry for what?" I was hysterical She grabbed my hand and pulled me to a hospital room and there he laid full bandages and blood My knees buckled, it was giving in and my bag slid off my arm like water I couldn't breath "Is he" I couldn't get a word out Now my mom was crying "he jumped off your building room I couldn't cry, I wasn't expecting this "He only got a few minutes and his family is on their way but they can't make it so they think he's already dead" I took his hand and kissed it furiously "no wake up" I closed my eyes "no wake up! Pleas wake up" now my voice was only a whisper The funeral was depressing. My family and friends have came to terms with my locking myself up in my apartment getting wasted "Part of grieving" the doctor said "Its been 4months and she's still doing it" my mom said to her friend as they pushed me under a cold shower and cleaning me, thinking I was unconscious. I heard everything. "They were each others anchors, keeping each other grounded, one without the other one they would fall apart" my aunt was a writer
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I soak my blood in alcohol thinking I'd forget about you But you were there with me on my couch 1a.m in the morning from my first shot of ***** to drinking 6 beers and still you're here swinging my bottle of beer as I walked to the balcony **** love, **** everything" I slammed down on the ground, looking at the city lights and how beautiful everything looks from a distance "Us, me and you I want that" you used to say I let myself shed a few tears Then you jumped off ledge and cut my heart to little pieces, "you piece of **** I used to screamed out from the balcony The neighbors are used to this "You left me all alone" I whispered as if you were sitting next to me Imagining your reply, "no I won't be okay" I leaned my head against the railings downing the bottle of beer in a few seconds "Everything is dark, everyone has been trying to cheer me up but they don't understand us they don't know what our love was"I said imagining you sitting next to me I stood up and walked to the fridge "this place feels empty without you, I'm empty without you, my friends have given up, they think I'm beyond repair"I laughed a empty callous laugh
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 4:54 PM UTC
talking to your ghost (part 1)
*Maybe we'll meet again some day Maybe I'll sit in a little cafe in the mall Drinking your, now my favorite coffee Reading a new book I purchased across the cafe at the bookstore And my friends will join me for some fun And maybe you'll walk by not noticing me noticing the girl you're holding hands with You'll probably be very happy with her Laughing and making jokes And I'll watch you from afar My friends will probably console me but I'll just say "I'm fine" with a slight smile And I'll take a sip from my coffee to swallow back the knot in my throat Maybe you'll see me and decide to greet introducing me to your girlfriend And you'll probably talk to my friends you already know and ask how its going and they'll look at me and say "fine" Then you'll pass on by*
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Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 5:03 AM UTC
maybe
**All I could do was cry All these memories a loud mess in my head Broken promises I'd rather forget His eyes his smile his everything Everything we had is down the drain Every kiss we stole a impression in my brain Nothing hurt me more than losing the man of my dreams And all I could do was cry Body against the door holding my unsteady feet Makes me remember the time you made me dance even though I fell over my own feet** *The memories hit me like a wave All I could do was cry I'm losing the man I thought I'd never lose Teardrops falling silently over my cheeks And I know this time nothing can be fixed*
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Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 1:39 PM UTC
**all I could do was cry**
Mirror, mirror on the wall am I skinnier then them all? Am I not? Well that's too bad cause I will have to skip a few meals after all Lovely collar bones and thin wrist Thin legs like cara please A collarbone like miley please A thigh gap so I can feel pretty Even if I have to lower my calories Don't you see everything my eyes is showing me is fat and I have to lose it to be perfect Don't you know I'd die for perfection? The hunger pains is cheering me on Maybe I'll stick my finger down my throat Every night I cry myself to sleep The scale said I picked up weight Looks like I'll have to cut again Punishment is the only way I'll learn Don't eat or you'll get burned Perfection is on my brain Thin girls on the street is my motivation
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
lovely bones
In cAse I don't get to tell you the words that dwell in my soul I've loved you since the moment we met Your smiled took over my dark world and silently and innocently I fell in love with every Aspect of the person you Are This is the letter I'm writing to you You might never see it But my breAth will linger on your lips and I know you'll tAste it every time you kiSs Another This is A letter full of words of love A letter you'll never get to see Its filled with my hopes... And dreAms Every memory of you And me How I wish your body wAs wrApped Around mine And our body entwined with eAch other I miss the wAy you trAced my skin and every inch burned where your fingers wAlked Now every memory is A blur
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Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 8:11 AM UTC
letter