reverie-dawson - Hello Poetry

"I want it because..." "But I'm already broken..." "I can't change..." "You don't care..." "I can do whatever I want..." STOP. LIES. I... But... But I want... STOP breath I am nothing **STOP! YOU ARE WORTH IT NO MORE COMPLAINING THINKING YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE HURTING STOP STOP STOP** **Stop fighting yourself ** Look up looks down STOP FACE IT but... STOP. Think open your eyes get up hold your head high But I can't... YES YOU CAN. DO IT. if only you understood you can't fully control every day come on child listen to my words stop feeling bad about yourself STOP because you are missing the wonderful, mystical moments with your head down

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Apr 25, 2016

Apr 25, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC

Just stop already.

"I want it because..." "But I'm already broken..." "I can't change..." "You don't care..." "I can do whatever I want..." STOP. LIES. I... But... But I want... STOP breath I am nothing **STOP! YOU ARE WORTH IT NO MORE COMPLAINING THINKING YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE HURTING STOP STOP STOP** **Stop fighting yourself ** Look up looks down STOP FACE IT but... STOP. Think open your eyes get up hold your head high But I can't... YES YOU CAN. DO IT. if only you understood you can't fully control every day come on child listen to my words stop feeling bad about yourself STOP because you are missing the wonderful, mystical moments with your head down

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Angel laughs, smiles and sings. Her figure like an hourglass, her eyes like the sea. She walks with elegance pose and class, Taking in every moment like it's her last. Her length is rather tall, but she is pure perfection. Her smile is wide and white gleaming through the night. Her voice is soothing and kind to the ears. When she looks upon you, you are filled with tears. - For how could anyone be so kind? "Miss?" She turns around toward me and smiles "Why are you so happy all the time? For it looks like misery has never touched you." "Like you know your destiny and live in your own fantasy. Tragedy slips over you, there is sure to be an endlessly flawless melody revolving around you." "So I say yet again, why are you always so happy? " She leans in and whispers ... I'm not I'm broken. But you would never know that.

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Dec 15, 2015

Dec 15, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC

Unseen sadness.

Angel laughs, smiles and sings. Her figure like an hourglass, her eyes like the sea. She walks with elegance pose and class, Taking in every moment like it's her last. Her length is rather tall, but she is pure perfection. Her smile is wide and white gleaming through the night. Her voice is soothing and kind to the ears. When she looks upon you, you are filled with tears. - For how could anyone be so kind? "Miss?" She turns around toward me and smiles "Why are you so happy all the time? For it looks like misery has never touched you." "Like you know your destiny and live in your own fantasy. Tragedy slips over you, there is sure to be an endlessly flawless melody revolving around you." "So I say yet again, why are you always so happy? " She leans in and whispers ... I'm not I'm broken. But you would never know that.

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He was a dream. A moving shadow filled with stars that bloom. His light and darkness that followed him was fading together till you didn't know the difference anymore. Were the dream walked death followed, misery also and yet..happiness. How could there be so much pain in the shadow and yet still be able to keep walking into the night? Keep pulling itself. But don't assume that the sorrow that gloom's around him is his, cause he carries around yours too. He drags your past and future on a chain. Every word, every thought, every hope. He was the only thing...the only starry shadow that stayed. His eyes filled with the movement of the galaxies. But...like I said he was just a dream.

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Jul 15, 2015

Jul 15, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC

He was...

He was a dream. A moving shadow filled with stars that bloom. His light and darkness that followed him was fading together till you didn't know the difference anymore. Were the dream walked death followed, misery also and yet..happiness. How could there be so much pain in the shadow and yet still be able to keep walking into the night? Keep pulling itself. But don't assume that the sorrow that gloom's around him is his, cause he carries around yours too. He drags your past and future on a chain. Every word, every thought, every hope. He was the only thing...the only starry shadow that stayed. His eyes filled with the movement of the galaxies. But...like I said he was just a dream.

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The delicate sky glowed. The pink and the blue transfixed me. The clouds...oh so dreamy. Such a lovely discovery to find and blind me. Bear in mind that leaving behind such a kind and unconfined sky broke me. Wishing to feel those wings on my back, spring from me and cling to the heavens. And that's all I see in your glass eyes. With you by my side looking at the timeless infinite sky. When the grass cease to exist... We shall be ageless.

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC

Ageless.

The delicate sky glowed. The pink and the blue transfixed me. The clouds...oh so dreamy. Such a lovely discovery to find and blind me. Bear in mind that leaving behind such a kind and unconfined sky broke me. Wishing to feel those wings on my back, spring from me and cling to the heavens. And that's all I see in your glass eyes. With you by my side looking at the timeless infinite sky. When the grass cease to exist... We shall be ageless.

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I just can't tell anymore. But if it will happen. It will happen. Or leave me behind. It will make me happy. Or it will make me cry. It shall make me dance into the night. Or cry on my knees. I yet don't know.

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Jun 4, 2015

Jun 4, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC

Left behind.

I just can't tell anymore. But if it will happen. It will happen. Or leave me behind. It will make me happy. Or it will make me cry. It shall make me dance into the night. Or cry on my knees. I yet don't know.

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She gave her heart out when she was young and now she breaks everyday....I wish that on no one. Something is wrapped around her small heart and pulling her tugging her further and further into nothing.

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Jun 4, 2015

Jun 4, 2015 at 8:27 AM UTC

Nothing.

She gave her heart out when she was young and now she breaks everyday....I wish that on no one. Something is wrapped around her small heart and pulling her tugging her further and further into nothing.

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That amazingly blazing smile you have on your face when you are talking. I look into your eyes that look like night sky's. They are broken. But your smile still holds firm. Never going away, obeying what your mind is telling you. His smile is gone, his head is down. His mind say's nothing of a smile. Just hurt. Just hurt is in his eyes and his face... Is there a difference? A smile. No smile. A laugh. No laugh. It's all the same my dear. But your eyes...oh your eyes tell me different.

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Jun 2, 2015

Jun 2, 2015 at 8:54 AM UTC

Smile.

That amazingly blazing smile you have on your face when you are talking. I look into your eyes that look like night sky's. They are broken. But your smile still holds firm. Never going away, obeying what your mind is telling you. His smile is gone, his head is down. His mind say's nothing of a smile. Just hurt. Just hurt is in his eyes and his face... Is there a difference? A smile. No smile. A laugh. No laugh. It's all the same my dear. But your eyes...oh your eyes tell me different.

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I know we are both human. We both make mistakes. But I 'am NOT your punching bag. You are scratching, shoving, and crushing me. And I'm trying to run, jump and duck from all the words you throw at me. But it seems like the ground is rumbling and turning me around back to your horrid words. And it feels like every word that you speak brings me down. Each word breaking and taring me slowly. I guess I am your punching bag after all. I'm fixed up with tape and glue, holding on by a cord.

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May 16, 2015

May 16, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC

Punching bag.

I know we are both human. We both make mistakes. But I 'am NOT your punching bag. You are scratching, shoving, and crushing me. And I'm trying to run, jump and duck from all the words you throw at me. But it seems like the ground is rumbling and turning me around back to your horrid words. And it feels like every word that you speak brings me down. Each word breaking and taring me slowly. I guess I am your punching bag after all. I'm fixed up with tape and glue, holding on by a cord.

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She whispers to the stars and birds that live in the night sky "Take my hand, let me fly with you. Oh please. This tree that I'm standing on can only go so high..." She reaches to touch the sky, but falls short...yet again. And she is stuck gazing, but never close enough. And is left still trying to fathom, to accept...that she will never be high enough. Her hope leaves, taken by thieves in the night.

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May 15, 2015

May 15, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC

Take my hand.

She whispers to the stars and birds that live in the night sky "Take my hand, let me fly with you. Oh please. This tree that I'm standing on can only go so high..." She reaches to touch the sky, but falls short...yet again. And she is stuck gazing, but never close enough. And is left still trying to fathom, to accept...that she will never be high enough. Her hope leaves, taken by thieves in the night.

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I'm falling my hand is slipping from yours and you don't notice.

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May 15, 2015

May 15, 2015 at 7:51 AM UTC

Gone.

I'm falling my hand is slipping from yours and you don't notice.

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