samantha-lee - Hello Poetry

What if I'm so broken That the only way I know how To be loved Is to be hurt?

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May 9, 2015

May 9, 2015 at 6:40 PM UTC

What if I'm so broken That the only way I know how To be loved Is to be hurt?

Piles of poems surround me My heart and thoughts Put to paper. But I dare not share A single piece Out of fear of losing Bit's of my soul. Writing is my gate to freedom, So why do I feel held captive?

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Mar 1, 2015

Mar 1, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC

Piles Of Poems

Piles of poems surround me My heart and thoughts Put to paper. But I dare not share A single piece Out of fear of losing Bit's of my soul. Writing is my gate to freedom, So why do I feel held captive?

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She told me to write So I did. But now I'm left in a pile of poems and prose That no one will ever get to read. Feeling more emotions than I have in years Too afraid to let them see that side of me. My lies are bigger than I am now So I walk in their shells Attempting to pretend that I know what I'm doing. She told me to write Because what I make is beautiful That the way my words twist and contrast Make her interested. That my raw emotion speaks to her But she only saw my most prized pieces Would my average work disappoint? She told me to write To let others see how I feel Express myself in a way That maybe they can comprehend And attempt to understand. But how can they possibly understand When I'm too afraid to show them What I actually feel like. She told me to write To work towards being okay To continue putting one foot in front of the other Because it was the only thing keeping me alive. So I tried.

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Feb 11, 2015

Feb 11, 2015 at 11:04 PM UTC

She told me to write.

She told me to write So I did. But now I'm left in a pile of poems and prose That no one will ever get to read. Feeling more emotions than I have in years Too afraid to let them see that side of me. My lies are bigger than I am now So I walk in their shells Attempting to pretend that I know what I'm doing. She told me to write Because what I make is beautiful That the way my words twist and contrast Make her interested. That my raw emotion speaks to her But she only saw my most prized pieces Would my average work disappoint? She told me to write To let others see how I feel Express myself in a way That maybe they can comprehend And attempt to understand. But how can they possibly understand When I'm too afraid to show them What I actually feel like. She told me to write To work towards being okay To continue putting one foot in front of the other Because it was the only thing keeping me alive. So I tried.

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Like a cigarette dropped from your lips not yet finished My soul continue to glow as you leave me on the ground to die. I'm far from ready to let my flame go out But unless someone is willing to pick me up All I can do is hope I don't set the leaves nearby ablaze As my light slowly flickers out Hopefully without being smothered beneath a boot.

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Jan 12, 2015

Jan 12, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC

Glow.

Like a cigarette dropped from your lips not yet finished My soul continue to glow as you leave me on the ground to die. I'm far from ready to let my flame go out But unless someone is willing to pick me up All I can do is hope I don't set the leaves nearby ablaze As my light slowly flickers out Hopefully without being smothered beneath a boot.

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I could sit here and write you a thousand poems Millions of letters thrown across a page In attempts for you to understand That I'm truly and undoubtedly In love with you. And I know with all my heart That you love her. It kills me inside to listen You trip up on your words with laughter Because just thinking about her Causes you to lose yourself in thought. You scrunch up your nose a little And a smile toys at the edge of your mouth As your fingers twist at your clothes or hair Usually you sigh slightly leaning forward looking off And I watch you fall for her more and more each day. You're beautiful when you're in love. I just wish you had worn that dress for me to admire Maybe then I wouldn't feel so bad about doing it anyways.

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC

You're Lovely When You're In Love

I could sit here and write you a thousand poems Millions of letters thrown across a page In attempts for you to understand That I'm truly and undoubtedly In love with you. And I know with all my heart That you love her. It kills me inside to listen You trip up on your words with laughter Because just thinking about her Causes you to lose yourself in thought. You scrunch up your nose a little And a smile toys at the edge of your mouth As your fingers twist at your clothes or hair Usually you sigh slightly leaning forward looking off And I watch you fall for her more and more each day. You're beautiful when you're in love. I just wish you had worn that dress for me to admire Maybe then I wouldn't feel so bad about doing it anyways.

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The gentle thuds of raindrops In the middle of the night As you hold me close Already fallen asleep Your soft snores calm me Music cannot compare To the symphony of noises I listen to at night Especially when the beat of your heart Is the loudest of the sounds I feel like I'm finally home.

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Nov 11, 2014

Nov 11, 2014 at 10:17 AM UTC

Finally Home

The gentle thuds of raindrops In the middle of the night As you hold me close Already fallen asleep Your soft snores calm me Music cannot compare To the symphony of noises I listen to at night Especially when the beat of your heart Is the loudest of the sounds I feel like I'm finally home.

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Blood, A flowing river That never seems to stop. Pain, A sensation that can open your eyes To the true world around you. Torture, A C.D. on repeat, A never ending way to live your life until. Death, A creeping stranger That has somehow learned the secrets of your life. Silence, Not a whisper can pass your lips, Not a breath can fill your lungs. Finally, The pain has stopped, And the torture has ended.

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Sep 14, 2014

Sep 14, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC

The End.

Blood, A flowing river That never seems to stop. Pain, A sensation that can open your eyes To the true world around you. Torture, A C.D. on repeat, A never ending way to live your life until. Death, A creeping stranger That has somehow learned the secrets of your life. Silence, Not a whisper can pass your lips, Not a breath can fill your lungs. Finally, The pain has stopped, And the torture has ended.

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Smile, It's okay Breath deep, Don't you dare let that lip quiver Stop Think Crash Don't cry It's okay Just another lie Mascara laced tears But remember what they tell you Everything will be okay No matter how broken Apparently it's fixable I need to be fixed Am I broken? Or do I just need a fix? Love But don't get close Hate But don't be bitter Don't forget to smile! Back straight Shoulders up Chin high Now just don't cry. And most importantly Remember It's All Going To Be Okay Right? *Smile away the pain, They said it's going to be okay But when?*

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Sep 7, 2014

Sep 7, 2014 at 4:03 PM UTC

Okay (Smile)

Smile, It's okay Breath deep, Don't you dare let that lip quiver Stop Think Crash Don't cry It's okay Just another lie Mascara laced tears But remember what they tell you Everything will be okay No matter how broken Apparently it's fixable I need to be fixed Am I broken? Or do I just need a fix? Love But don't get close Hate But don't be bitter Don't forget to smile! Back straight Shoulders up Chin high Now just don't cry. And most importantly Remember It's All Going To Be Okay Right? *Smile away the pain, They said it's going to be okay But when?*

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I want to go out And drink coffee. Talk about life And kiss you. But that is silly isn't it? I don't like coffee much. I'll just buy some for you So I can watch you smile. Then lets dance and laugh because It's an amazing feeling to be loved.

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Aug 13, 2014

Aug 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC

Coffee.

I want to go out And drink coffee. Talk about life And kiss you. But that is silly isn't it? I don't like coffee much. I'll just buy some for you So I can watch you smile. Then lets dance and laugh because It's an amazing feeling to be loved.

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I sit here crying. Vomiting. Smoking. Dying. I have no reason For my sadness For my anger. But I am crippled by it. I cough The taste of poison Trailing on my lips Like paint on a window. I'm not afraid to die. Not anymore You changed that for me. Thank you. Thank you for breaking me. Crushing the final pieces of my heart. The funniest **** part. Is that you broke me by not speaking. So I sit unknowing Shaking Hallucinating Relapsing The blood pours The smoke swirls The pills fall And I'm in the center of it all "Are you okay?" A kind woman asks me Truly concerned. And I startled myself with my reply. I looked up at her smiling. It looks like I'm baring my teeth. My eyes not quite able to focus Tears smearing my makeup. I reach towards her touching her To see if she is real, she is. And I laugh. Throwing my head back. Screaming, crying and laughing. No I'm not okay. I'm not sane. I'm not going to survive this. But that's okay. We are all born to die. And die we shall. But I'm dying laughing.

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Aug 2, 2014

Aug 2, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC

Laughing

I sit here crying. Vomiting. Smoking. Dying. I have no reason For my sadness For my anger. But I am crippled by it. I cough The taste of poison Trailing on my lips Like paint on a window. I'm not afraid to die. Not anymore You changed that for me. Thank you. Thank you for breaking me. Crushing the final pieces of my heart. The funniest **** part. Is that you broke me by not speaking. So I sit unknowing Shaking Hallucinating Relapsing The blood pours The smoke swirls The pills fall And I'm in the center of it all "Are you okay?" A kind woman asks me Truly concerned. And I startled myself with my reply. I looked up at her smiling. It looks like I'm baring my teeth. My eyes not quite able to focus Tears smearing my makeup. I reach towards her touching her To see if she is real, she is. And I laugh. Throwing my head back. Screaming, crying and laughing. No I'm not okay. I'm not sane. I'm not going to survive this. But that's okay. We are all born to die. And die we shall. But I'm dying laughing.

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