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paleanxieties
paleanxieties
i'm just writing what i feel and feeling what i write - / twitter.com/paleanxieties
if my love is an ocean i'm drowning helplessly but still breathing. your eyes shoot daggers through me and your smile sets me on fire and you are killing me, but i love dying. it amazes me that someone like you loves someone like me but we were meant to be and we will be together for an eternity and more. if i could melt you down and build you up with my words i would talk forever because you do the same to me. every time you speak to me my heart melts and i don't get butterflies in my stomach when i see you I get ******* elephants stomping through my insides because god you're walking perfection and i'm just less than nothing and i want nothing more to be by your side for the rest of forever. hugging you makes me feel so warm inside and kissing you gives me chills. if i could give you the world i wouldn't because someone like you doesn't deserve something as ****** as that, my dear, you deserve the stars. i will love you for a very long time but i'm going to start by loving you forever and then some. you aren't just my other half, you are my everything and anything and i love you more than you will ever know.
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 4:09 AM UTC
metaphors
The bottle is cold. Like the frost that covers a windshield on a cold, crisp, white December morning. 1 I take one sip from the bottle I so desperately grasp to, like he grasped the gun so hard it left bruises on the day he ended his own life. 2 Another sip goes down. It tastes like water, but burns like fire as it goes down my throat. The bottle chills my hands to the point of my fingers feeling as if they'd fall off my hands. 3 The poison goes down so harshly. Yet, the words roll off my tongue, so smoothly, without any thought to hold them back. There's a throbbing in my head but it reminds me of the way your heartbeat felt when I had my head on your chest. I'll miss that. I've forgotten how many sips I've had now, 5,6, or maybe 10? I'm trying hard to wash away the bitter memory of you with a bitter poison and the feelings match up well. 0 The pain of the hangover doesn't compare to the pain you left behind. I wish I could fix both.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 2:54 AM UTC
Poison (1,2,3...)
i often wonder what was going through your mind on that june morning when you pulled the trigger as your blood was spilled my heart broke and god, do i miss you. i miss your scent your kisses your warm embraces you lived a life full of pain and suffering goofy smiles and giggles broken hearts and 3am skype calls when we both couldnt sleep you poured out your secrets into my cold hands and i hold them in my arms to this day. i miss you, but i understand you were suffering. the demons were too strong and you had told me they were hard to fight off. so, i forgive you. but oh, how i miss you.
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 3:50 PM UTC
Untitled
sometimes i wonder if my broken smiles fake laughter and covered up scars will ever fade away. because ****** it's so hard to keep a smile on my face when my world is nothing but anxieties and depressive thoughts invading my extremely ******** mind and i wonder. god, i ******* wonder when does it end?
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
an aura of broken smiles
i have racked my mind trying to figure this whole thing out the staying, the going the threads we claim hold us here & the people who've stopped to play a tune on them i sometimes relate it to waking up in waist deep snow in our former selves the us we wish we could give one another the children we've sat on the shelves trapped, like the looks we leave behind in snow globes i sometimes imagine ships dragging the bottom to the sea of "me" for sleep & pieces of my old self to sell to the new one like history doesn't repeat itself it gets me wondering if you too want an apology from the rain or if you dream of burning family photo albums and wearing the ashes like perfume if you're anything like me how i hope god chokes on memories of me blowing out candles as a child i know i shouldn't reference my reader   but don't you know, the only difference between alone & lonely is you? that if my hands could talk the only thing they'd be able to say is "dear god we've missed you" and how can you tell me it isn't love when even the rain refuses to fall in places where i've kissed you i remember the day you found my smile at a yard sale it reminds me of how you'll leave i wonder if when you go you'll tell yourself the person in the rear view mirror is closer than they appear
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
emergency room knuckles
if my love is an ocean i'm drowning helplessly but still breathing. you are so amazing in every possible way, and i've never felt like this about anyone before in my life. your eyes shoot daggers through me and your smile sets me on fire and you are killing me and i love dying. it amazes me that someone like you loves someone like me but we were meant to be and we will be together for an eternity and more. if i could melt you down and build you up with my words i would talk forever because baby you do the same to me. every time you speak to me my heart melts and i don't get butterflies in my stomach when i see you I get ******* elephants stomping through my insides because god you're walking perfection and i'm just less than nothing and i want nothing more to be by your side for the rest of forever. hugging you makes me feel so warm inside and kissing you gives me chills. if i could give you the world i wouldn't because someone like you doesn't deserve something as ****** as that, boy you deserve the stars. i will love you for a very long time but i'm going to start by loving you forever and then more. you're more than my missing half you are my everything and anything and i love you more than you will ever know.
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
thoughts about you
this isn't a poem this isn't a love song it's my thoughts and emotions the way I feel about you this isn't a poem but i could write a million poems about your dark brown eyes and how they light up when i smile and how your smile could **** me and your touch sends shivers down my spine and it kills me when you aren't here this isn't a poem or a love song or anything really, it's just my undying love for you.
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 1:16 AM UTC
this isn't a poem