sundaymourning - Hello Poetry

I have to stop dating musicians. They always Break my heart So they can write better songs. They **** me without loving me So they can create new sounds. I have to stop dating musicians. They always speak of their dreams They speak of their future And the things they will accomplish But none of it Ever includes me. I have to stop dating musicians. They are in love with their instruments Married to their sounds Fully committed to themselves I'm nothing but a nightmare Compared to their dreams.

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Nov 11, 2016

Nov 11, 2016 at 12:27 AM UTC

Save your music for other ears.

I have to stop dating musicians. They always Break my heart So they can write better songs. They **** me without loving me So they can create new sounds. I have to stop dating musicians. They always speak of their dreams They speak of their future And the things they will accomplish But none of it Ever includes me. I have to stop dating musicians. They are in love with their instruments Married to their sounds Fully committed to themselves I'm nothing but a nightmare Compared to their dreams.

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I haven't felt this alone in years and it's not from the lack of people Around me It's from the lack of you I disappeared with you My soul left When yours did I am Invisible without I doubt I'll ever be seen again You are What held me together When I would Cry on your lap you would say things like "as long as we are together no one will shatter your pretty little heart" because I was your person And you were mine forgive me for not Holding you that night When your world Was so shattered I couldn't see through the glass Forgive me for not reminding you I loved you when we last talked I just never knew darling That to the light You would walk .

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Nov 5, 2016

Nov 5, 2016 at 5:14 AM UTC

Dear Kayla, your suicide killed me too

I haven't felt this alone in years and it's not from the lack of people Around me It's from the lack of you I disappeared with you My soul left When yours did I am Invisible without I doubt I'll ever be seen again You are What held me together When I would Cry on your lap you would say things like "as long as we are together no one will shatter your pretty little heart" because I was your person And you were mine forgive me for not Holding you that night When your world Was so shattered I couldn't see through the glass Forgive me for not reminding you I loved you when we last talked I just never knew darling That to the light You would walk .

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it will take forever for me to get better to get my life back together But this fast life and these long lines white lines shine bright in the dark nights hollow friendships only smiling when the drugs hit the system when they're gone everyone gets distant fake love and fake caring real drugs that we love sharing inhale fabricated happiness exhale all the hurt of yesterday what your heart can't take, darling Your liver will wait for jack wait for the snow in July.

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Nov 4, 2016

Nov 4, 2016 at 8:07 PM UTC

Snow In July

it will take forever for me to get better to get my life back together But this fast life and these long lines white lines shine bright in the dark nights hollow friendships only smiling when the drugs hit the system when they're gone everyone gets distant fake love and fake caring real drugs that we love sharing inhale fabricated happiness exhale all the hurt of yesterday what your heart can't take, darling Your liver will wait for jack wait for the snow in July.

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Stuck between This is enough and I need more from you Put two free souls In one room And the sparks that fly Will light up the room In a fire they can't put out Sparks will fly A fire will burn And to ashes they'll turn Stuck between There's too much of me And not enough of you.

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Aug 9, 2016

Aug 9, 2016 at 2:30 AM UTC

An ***** and a blade

Stuck between This is enough and I need more from you Put two free souls In one room And the sparks that fly Will light up the room In a fire they can't put out Sparks will fly A fire will burn And to ashes they'll turn Stuck between There's too much of me And not enough of you.

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On the hottest day of the year In my room all I had was rain Because the sun was so bright Not a soul cared to ask how I was Because the smile on my face Was painted so well That even the ones who Loved me the most Looked at me with a smile On their face and so sure Of themselves said “see, you’re okay.” For once maybe once Could someone ask “are you sure?” when I tell them I’m fine. For once maybe once Can you look me in the eyes And see inside me And not past? Just because I smile today Doesn’t mean tomorrow I won’t want to die.

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Aug 8, 2016

Aug 8, 2016 at 9:31 PM UTC

Depression is not like the flu.

On the hottest day of the year In my room all I had was rain Because the sun was so bright Not a soul cared to ask how I was Because the smile on my face Was painted so well That even the ones who Loved me the most Looked at me with a smile On their face and so sure Of themselves said “see, you’re okay.” For once maybe once Could someone ask “are you sure?” when I tell them I’m fine. For once maybe once Can you look me in the eyes And see inside me And not past? Just because I smile today Doesn’t mean tomorrow I won’t want to die.

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Before you, I did not notice much. They say that when you fall in love, nothing and no one else matters. but that’s not true. When you fall in love, everything matters just a little more. Songs now make sense, all of the sudden you yearn for a dozen roses and another coat of mascara now makes a difference. When I fell in love with you, I realized that sidewalks are made for two, that two chair tables outside small coffee shops are meant for dates, and that ice cream tastes better when its shared. The sun, the stars, winter, trees, coffee, Chinese takeout, beer, long car rides, pools, walking, TV shows, funny movies, perfect fitting jeans, new makeup, curled hair, new outfits, and everything in-between, mattered so much more when I fell in love with you. Suddenly, home was no longer my mother’s house Sunday mornings with the smell of pancakes, home was anywhere and everywhere as long as I was with you. What I am trying to say here is that now you’re gone and I’m homesick and I don’t know where home is anymore.

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Jul 26, 2016

Jul 26, 2016 at 7:38 PM UTC

The city that lost its moon

Before you, I did not notice much. They say that when you fall in love, nothing and no one else matters. but that’s not true. When you fall in love, everything matters just a little more. Songs now make sense, all of the sudden you yearn for a dozen roses and another coat of mascara now makes a difference. When I fell in love with you, I realized that sidewalks are made for two, that two chair tables outside small coffee shops are meant for dates, and that ice cream tastes better when its shared. The sun, the stars, winter, trees, coffee, Chinese takeout, beer, long car rides, pools, walking, TV shows, funny movies, perfect fitting jeans, new makeup, curled hair, new outfits, and everything in-between, mattered so much more when I fell in love with you. Suddenly, home was no longer my mother’s house Sunday mornings with the smell of pancakes, home was anywhere and everywhere as long as I was with you. What I am trying to say here is that now you’re gone and I’m homesick and I don’t know where home is anymore.

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Your hair falling on your face Your body flying over their heads Their arms your waves You swim through them Like a sound wave In one ear out the other Grab their attention by the throat Make them swallow you whole They way you grabbed my throat And made me fall for your soul Can we turn into art together honey? Can you name your songs after me The way you did for her? Can I turn our love into a book They way I did for him? Can we forget who they were? Remind ourselves daily Of who we are? You're like whiskey down my throat Harsh but it feels like home. You’ve turned into my all And I want you to know. That loving me is not wrong. Loving me is not wrong.

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Jul 25, 2016

Jul 25, 2016 at 8:11 PM UTC

Stage Diving

Your hair falling on your face Your body flying over their heads Their arms your waves You swim through them Like a sound wave In one ear out the other Grab their attention by the throat Make them swallow you whole They way you grabbed my throat And made me fall for your soul Can we turn into art together honey? Can you name your songs after me The way you did for her? Can I turn our love into a book They way I did for him? Can we forget who they were? Remind ourselves daily Of who we are? You're like whiskey down my throat Harsh but it feels like home. You’ve turned into my all And I want you to know. That loving me is not wrong. Loving me is not wrong.

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You would call unexpectedly all the time saying you missed me. you loved me. you begged me to come back “You know I can’t do that” I would say, to what you always replied “I need a second chance, please forgive me.” You always said the same thing, “you hurt me, I’m sorry, we’re just not getting back together”, I really meant it. I was in love with someone else already. so desperately in love. Now, he’s gone. and now I’m the one calling begging for his return, “You know I can’t do that” he says, “but I love you, please, I need a second chance” I always said the same thing. “I’m sorry doll, you’ve hurt me, we just can’t get back together, you’ll be okay.” And he would hang up. It was then that I understood your pain.

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Jul 14, 2016

Jul 14, 2016 at 8:13 PM UTC

Foreshadowing

You would call unexpectedly all the time saying you missed me. you loved me. you begged me to come back “You know I can’t do that” I would say, to what you always replied “I need a second chance, please forgive me.” You always said the same thing, “you hurt me, I’m sorry, we’re just not getting back together”, I really meant it. I was in love with someone else already. so desperately in love. Now, he’s gone. and now I’m the one calling begging for his return, “You know I can’t do that” he says, “but I love you, please, I need a second chance” I always said the same thing. “I’m sorry doll, you’ve hurt me, we just can’t get back together, you’ll be okay.” And he would hang up. It was then that I understood your pain.

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Wake up woman. Don't you see that his love is no longer yours? Truths dripping in honey are not what you need. There's a cold harsh winter hitting your heart as we speak woman don't you see. That your happiness is worth more than his. That the love you two shared was swallowed by the waves of the ocean and forgotten but don't worry soon you'll forget his face. You'll scrub your skin in the shower so much that his fingertips will no longer be there. Woman please believe me when I tell you that he doesn't care. He’s not too busy. His week isn’t all booked. He didn’t just miss your call. If he acts like he doesn’t care, then he doesn’t care. Get up from your knees and brush it off. I know you wish for his arms to hold you but you have got to hold your own. Love yourself enough to walk away from a man that can only half love you. Love yourself enough to leave half *** apologies behind. Realize you deserve the love you keep trying to give him. Choose yourself for once. And every morning that you wake up. Choose yourself.

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Jul 8, 2016

Jul 8, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC

If you need a sign, this is it

Wake up woman. Don't you see that his love is no longer yours? Truths dripping in honey are not what you need. There's a cold harsh winter hitting your heart as we speak woman don't you see. That your happiness is worth more than his. That the love you two shared was swallowed by the waves of the ocean and forgotten but don't worry soon you'll forget his face. You'll scrub your skin in the shower so much that his fingertips will no longer be there. Woman please believe me when I tell you that he doesn't care. He’s not too busy. His week isn’t all booked. He didn’t just miss your call. If he acts like he doesn’t care, then he doesn’t care. Get up from your knees and brush it off. I know you wish for his arms to hold you but you have got to hold your own. Love yourself enough to walk away from a man that can only half love you. Love yourself enough to leave half *** apologies behind. Realize you deserve the love you keep trying to give him. Choose yourself for once. And every morning that you wake up. Choose yourself.

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You're like water Like a water fall And I'm trying to hold on Slipping through my hands Through my arms Through my heart You're like water Like the ocean And I'm drowning.

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Jul 8, 2016

Jul 8, 2016 at 7:55 PM UTC

Open Water

You're like water Like a water fall And I'm trying to hold on Slipping through my hands Through my arms Through my heart You're like water Like the ocean And I'm drowning.

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