skye-blue - Hello Poetry

My bowl of cereal Tastes like giving up Every cheerio hits my stomach With the finality of death. When I'm full I'm not pretty I'm not thin My stomach bloats And I am disgusting. Laxatives are my best friend They'll wash everything away. Stomach acid Burns my throat As I empty my stomach Again and again But true beauty is pain And that pain is my beauty Because I know I'll never be pretty But maybe I can be Skinny

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Sep 6, 2016

Sep 6, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC

Skinny

My bowl of cereal Tastes like giving up Every cheerio hits my stomach With the finality of death. When I'm full I'm not pretty I'm not thin My stomach bloats And I am disgusting. Laxatives are my best friend They'll wash everything away. Stomach acid Burns my throat As I empty my stomach Again and again But true beauty is pain And that pain is my beauty Because I know I'll never be pretty But maybe I can be Skinny

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Please don’t fall asleep If you do I will be stuck here by myself In my head. I am filled with monsters of all shapes and sizes. They lurk in the corners waiting for the silence to consume me so they can Whisper their truths inside my head. She hates you. The words echo around my brain Poisoning my thoughts but now I know. She hates me. Please wake up. Tell me I’m lovely again. Lets sit in the park and whisper our quiet I love you’s Across the vast lake that is my sorrow. Lets hide in the basement Giggles muffled by our alcohol sodden tongues. Just once more Will you silence the monsters in my head? Just once more Will you kiss away the poison? Just once more Say you love me please Before the monster consumes my soul.

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Sep 6, 2016

Sep 6, 2016 at 5:12 PM UTC

Her

Please don’t fall asleep If you do I will be stuck here by myself In my head. I am filled with monsters of all shapes and sizes. They lurk in the corners waiting for the silence to consume me so they can Whisper their truths inside my head. She hates you. The words echo around my brain Poisoning my thoughts but now I know. She hates me. Please wake up. Tell me I’m lovely again. Lets sit in the park and whisper our quiet I love you’s Across the vast lake that is my sorrow. Lets hide in the basement Giggles muffled by our alcohol sodden tongues. Just once more Will you silence the monsters in my head? Just once more Will you kiss away the poison? Just once more Say you love me please Before the monster consumes my soul.

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Bury me in stories Fill my head with pretty Pictures Throw words into my cage They will fill me up Taking away my reality Help me find the right Words To unlock my prison I’ll cram my words into a key Unlock my prison Only to find myself falling Once again. Bury me in a ditch On the side of the road Let the maggots Fill my head. Decomposition Will be my key The swearing in my brain Silenced Rot will take me over Then I will be words Spoken of the lips of Loved ones A story The sorrow will fade As my skin drys Peeling away from my skull And as my words are spread Then I will be in Paradise

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Sep 6, 2016

Sep 6, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC

Paradise

Bury me in stories Fill my head with pretty Pictures Throw words into my cage They will fill me up Taking away my reality Help me find the right Words To unlock my prison I’ll cram my words into a key Unlock my prison Only to find myself falling Once again. Bury me in a ditch On the side of the road Let the maggots Fill my head. Decomposition Will be my key The swearing in my brain Silenced Rot will take me over Then I will be words Spoken of the lips of Loved ones A story The sorrow will fade As my skin drys Peeling away from my skull And as my words are spread Then I will be in Paradise

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Saying I’ll die for someone isn’t very loving when I wake up day after day wanting to die. So if I tell you my dear that I would die for you I must not love you because if I loved you then I would tell you that I would live for you.

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Aug 26, 2016

Aug 26, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC

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Saying I’ll die for someone isn’t very loving when I wake up day after day wanting to die. So if I tell you my dear that I would die for you I must not love you because if I loved you then I would tell you that I would live for you.

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She filled me up with butterflies Their wings made of her Charcoal hair. Butterflies as beautiful as her and Almost as dangerous. Once they realized She left me behind The carnivorous little devils Ate me alive From the inside out, Their bites hurt almost as much as her Silence. I haven't seen her in months And the butterflies are dying Their rotting corpses Thud to the ground Next to my broken heart. As the silence screams at me The last butterfly dies And I am almost free But once again she reaches out And grabs my heart Her claws tearing me apart Then her butterflies stitch me back together once again.

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Aug 26, 2016

Aug 26, 2016 at 4:31 AM UTC

Butterflies

She filled me up with butterflies Their wings made of her Charcoal hair. Butterflies as beautiful as her and Almost as dangerous. Once they realized She left me behind The carnivorous little devils Ate me alive From the inside out, Their bites hurt almost as much as her Silence. I haven't seen her in months And the butterflies are dying Their rotting corpses Thud to the ground Next to my broken heart. As the silence screams at me The last butterfly dies And I am almost free But once again she reaches out And grabs my heart Her claws tearing me apart Then her butterflies stitch me back together once again.

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The most terrifying catastrophes Are words wrapped around my brain. How my lungs fill with liquid And screaming only calls the darkness Closer My arms welcome it Without my permission because Darkness Is my oldest friend My most dangerous enemy My unwelcome companion in the middle of the night But without the darkness I would become nothing An empty shell that used to be Full of mystery

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Jun 14, 2016

Jun 14, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC

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The most terrifying catastrophes Are words wrapped around my brain. How my lungs fill with liquid And screaming only calls the darkness Closer My arms welcome it Without my permission because Darkness Is my oldest friend My most dangerous enemy My unwelcome companion in the middle of the night But without the darkness I would become nothing An empty shell that used to be Full of mystery

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**** life It is uncharted waters And I’m a blindfolded Adventurer I will take the most dangerous path Risking my life Day after Miserable day Because if your not Living on the edge why the **** are you living

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Mar 11, 2016

Mar 11, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC

Ride or Die

**** life It is uncharted waters And I’m a blindfolded Adventurer I will take the most dangerous path Risking my life Day after Miserable day Because if your not Living on the edge why the **** are you living

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There is a monster in my head He whispers Filling my brain with cobwebs Making it impossible to think You coward He whispers It echoes around the Hollow Cave that is my head I was so empty Yearning to be filled he came to my rescue Filling me with new thoughts You are ugly I try to tell the difference between Our voices But we sound so similar Is it my voice protesting Saying I’m beautiful Or is it his A lie whispered through Cracked lips You should eat less Maybe thats his but it sounds like good advice So I’ll do it anyways Everyone despises you is that mine She’s just toying with you It sounds so true Pills are so pretty Why don’t I take some more Maybe then you’ll be pretty The white might bleach my skin Pretty pinks Will fill you with Joy Yellow will give me sunshine and Happy days You shouldn’t eat that I should stay in bed No one comes to see you anyways Lie So they they won’t feel obligated to Fake concern Because I am worthless I am ugly I am wrong I am the monster And the monster is me

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Mar 10, 2016

Mar 10, 2016 at 11:44 PM UTC

Monster

There is a monster in my head He whispers Filling my brain with cobwebs Making it impossible to think You coward He whispers It echoes around the Hollow Cave that is my head I was so empty Yearning to be filled he came to my rescue Filling me with new thoughts You are ugly I try to tell the difference between Our voices But we sound so similar Is it my voice protesting Saying I’m beautiful Or is it his A lie whispered through Cracked lips You should eat less Maybe thats his but it sounds like good advice So I’ll do it anyways Everyone despises you is that mine She’s just toying with you It sounds so true Pills are so pretty Why don’t I take some more Maybe then you’ll be pretty The white might bleach my skin Pretty pinks Will fill you with Joy Yellow will give me sunshine and Happy days You shouldn’t eat that I should stay in bed No one comes to see you anyways Lie So they they won’t feel obligated to Fake concern Because I am worthless I am ugly I am wrong I am the monster And the monster is me

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