saysshay - Hello Poetry

sometimes it feels like the world is caving in I can’t breathe sometimes it feels like fear’s got a hold on me I can’t breathe sometimes I feel like my shoes are glued in mud I can’t breathe sometimes I feel like utter crud I can’t breathe Most days I forget to remove the crust Some days I feel like I’m on the cusp Of losing my innate ability to breathe someone remind me but no one reminds me *** no one can find me the one who can’t breathe *** all they can see In me is a sunshine, partly cloudy day but I’m grim October far from the month of May too far to see me suffocate I can’t breathe

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Oct 6, 2018

Oct 6, 2018 at 2:27 AM UTC

Help me, breathe

sometimes it feels like the world is caving in I can’t breathe sometimes it feels like fear’s got a hold on me I can’t breathe sometimes I feel like my shoes are glued in mud I can’t breathe sometimes I feel like utter crud I can’t breathe Most days I forget to remove the crust Some days I feel like I’m on the cusp Of losing my innate ability to breathe someone remind me but no one reminds me *** no one can find me the one who can’t breathe *** all they can see In me is a sunshine, partly cloudy day but I’m grim October far from the month of May too far to see me suffocate I can’t breathe

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I’ve been a patient of pain far too long And though pain has no home for me any longer I’ve found that I just don’t know how to fully let go Of all our memories And moments Of all the late night sessions of crying It had me in Of all the victories I claimed for embracing it Bracing through the night with it Of all the art we created My longest term relationship The most toxic person I dated Probably heard I love you less Than I hate it... Though I can’t really hate it Look at how far we made it I promised myself when I got free from you I wouldn’t look back I wouldn’t even think about you But here I am one last time Dedicating a page to you How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to have a reason to heal without you How am I supposed to ever feel like I don’t need you How am I supposed to create without you How am I supposed to relate to other hurt people without you What do I have left to say without you ... How am I supposed to cry without you How am I gone die without you ????

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Sep 10, 2018

Sep 10, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC

Open Letter to Pain

I’ve been a patient of pain far too long And though pain has no home for me any longer I’ve found that I just don’t know how to fully let go Of all our memories And moments Of all the late night sessions of crying It had me in Of all the victories I claimed for embracing it Bracing through the night with it Of all the art we created My longest term relationship The most toxic person I dated Probably heard I love you less Than I hate it... Though I can’t really hate it Look at how far we made it I promised myself when I got free from you I wouldn’t look back I wouldn’t even think about you But here I am one last time Dedicating a page to you How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to have a reason to heal without you How am I supposed to ever feel like I don’t need you How am I supposed to create without you How am I supposed to relate to other hurt people without you What do I have left to say without you ... How am I supposed to cry without you How am I gone die without you ????

30

sundays are for embracing the gift of being able to create life in our wombs even though we missed that opportunity during the fertile week of ovulation so on sundays we weep and on sundays we bleed and on sundays we keep the heat pressed against our bellies and I’ll remember this poem every 28 days to remind myself of the magic I am able to create amongst my thighs

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Sep 9, 2018

Sep 9, 2018 at 11:46 PM UTC

How to Woman

sundays are for embracing the gift of being able to create life in our wombs even though we missed that opportunity during the fertile week of ovulation so on sundays we weep and on sundays we bleed and on sundays we keep the heat pressed against our bellies and I’ll remember this poem every 28 days to remind myself of the magic I am able to create amongst my thighs

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