tashjean - Hello Poetry

I've lost a piece of myself today I've left pieces of me here and there and maybe everywhere. Can I rebuild myself? A jagged piece is all that's left of me It has sharp edges and cuts deeply Don't mean for it to happen Just trying to guard this last piece of me. If I collect all the pieces I've lost of mine Can I rebuild this broken heart in time? Or I could leave every ripped off piece of me and just guard the last, sharp, jagged piece and fly free?

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Nov 25, 2020

Nov 25, 2020 at 4:48 AM UTC

tashjean

Pieces

I've lost a piece of myself today I've left pieces of me here and there and maybe everywhere. Can I rebuild myself? A jagged piece is all that's left of me It has sharp edges and cuts deeply Don't mean for it to happen Just trying to guard this last piece of me. If I collect all the pieces I've lost of mine Can I rebuild this broken heart in time? Or I could leave every ripped off piece of me and just guard the last, sharp, jagged piece and fly free?

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I hate your style I now hate brown I hate your smile I hate how you make me feel down. I hate your mannerisms I now hate wine I hate your euphemisms I hate how you make me feel lost in time. I hate your tattoos I now hate the park I hate your cool shoes I hate how you make me feel so dark. I hate that I cant hate you truly. I hate that I'll love you forever I hate that you love me so cruelly. I hate that I still love you however.

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May 13, 2019

May 13, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC

tashjean

However

I hate your style I now hate brown I hate your smile I hate how you make me feel down. I hate your mannerisms I now hate wine I hate your euphemisms I hate how you make me feel lost in time. I hate your tattoos I now hate the park I hate your cool shoes I hate how you make me feel so dark. I hate that I cant hate you truly. I hate that I'll love you forever I hate that you love me so cruelly. I hate that I still love you however.

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If I give this to you, tell me what would you do? Would you treat it like a treasure, love it beyond any scope or any measure? Would you cradle it gently, keep guard like a knightly sentry? Can you nurture it slowly, patch up each peace that's holy? Could you keep my heart beating, or are you also fleeting?

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May 13, 2019

May 13, 2019 at 1:17 PM UTC

tashjean

Floundering thoughts

If I give this to you, tell me what would you do? Would you treat it like a treasure, love it beyond any scope or any measure? Would you cradle it gently, keep guard like a knightly sentry? Can you nurture it slowly, patch up each peace that's holy? Could you keep my heart beating, or are you also fleeting?

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so I noticed that we both drink coffee. just like anyone, we both like ours a certain way. i like mine sweeter, with just the aftertaste of coffee there. caramel, sugar, creamer. i think about when i’ll have my next cup, and the idea of it alone makes me happy. i don’t care what time of day i have it, i almost always have a cup. i make time for my coffee. it might be safe to say i think you like your coffee black. you might add just the smallest touch to soften its bitter taste, but never too much. sometimes i think you just pour it and carry on, as though it’s nothing important at all. as though all it is, is just some quick fix. like you just want to get it over with. we drink it in two different ways. i drink it slowly. i note every flavor in every sip, i enjoy it. i note the warmth it brings me. i like it all hours of the day. you drink it quickly. quicker than me, at least. you don’t care if it burns your tongue, or perhaps you’re used to the pain. you accept it. you never let it last, you move on to something else soon after. i lay in your bed, watching your eyes as they skim the screen in front of you. your mind is somewhere else. i savor the moments you look my way, if even for a second, and smile at me. i wonder if you even notice them. i feel your laugh vibrate my bones, making the hair on my arms stand on end. do i make you feel at all? i reflect on it every time i drink my coffee. i think about it with each and every sip, taking my time. something tells me that you don’t do the same. after all, it's just coffee. but i put my all into this coffee. i think you like your coffee black.

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tashjean

May 11, 2019

May 11, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC

jessica-r-falk

i think you like your coffee black.

so I noticed that we both drink coffee. just like anyone, we both like ours a certain way. i like mine sweeter, with just the aftertaste of coffee there. caramel, sugar, creamer. i think about when i’ll have my next cup, and the idea of it alone makes me happy. i don’t care what time of day i have it, i almost always have a cup. i make time for my coffee. it might be safe to say i think you like your coffee black. you might add just the smallest touch to soften its bitter taste, but never too much. sometimes i think you just pour it and carry on, as though it’s nothing important at all. as though all it is, is just some quick fix. like you just want to get it over with. we drink it in two different ways. i drink it slowly. i note every flavor in every sip, i enjoy it. i note the warmth it brings me. i like it all hours of the day. you drink it quickly. quicker than me, at least. you don’t care if it burns your tongue, or perhaps you’re used to the pain. you accept it. you never let it last, you move on to something else soon after. i lay in your bed, watching your eyes as they skim the screen in front of you. your mind is somewhere else. i savor the moments you look my way, if even for a second, and smile at me. i wonder if you even notice them. i feel your laugh vibrate my bones, making the hair on my arms stand on end. do i make you feel at all? i reflect on it every time i drink my coffee. i think about it with each and every sip, taking my time. something tells me that you don’t do the same. after all, it's just coffee. but i put my all into this coffee. i think you like your coffee black.

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Cried my heart out from your brashness. Wiped my teardrops from my glasses. Stitched my bruised heart back together, harsh words hurt now until forever. Marked now in big red letters as fragile content, wrapped in cotton, placed in storage, will one day brush away the cobwebs right now though, heart of mine, stay fragile content, protected by a thorny vine.

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May 9, 2019

May 9, 2019 at 2:37 PM UTC

tashjean

Fragile content

Cried my heart out from your brashness. Wiped my teardrops from my glasses. Stitched my bruised heart back together, harsh words hurt now until forever. Marked now in big red letters as fragile content, wrapped in cotton, placed in storage, will one day brush away the cobwebs right now though, heart of mine, stay fragile content, protected by a thorny vine.

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I need someone to tell me that I'll be okay. I feel like I'm drowning and spiralling and I'm losing everything. I need someone to tell me I'm strong enough, because I'm breaking and I dont know what to do. I need someone to tell me that it's okay to be me, and want different things in my life. I just need someone

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May 9, 2019

May 9, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC

tashjean

Need someone

I need someone to tell me that I'll be okay. I feel like I'm drowning and spiralling and I'm losing everything. I need someone to tell me I'm strong enough, because I'm breaking and I dont know what to do. I need someone to tell me that it's okay to be me, and want different things in my life. I just need someone

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The fear, its numbing my hands are clammy, can hear my blood, rushing, with my heart accelerating keeping in beat with my breathing. I'm scared my thoughts an endless maze, have too much on my mind. Am I making the right choice? Can't listen to my inner voice, my heart kinda made that clear, it misses you, even when you are right here. The fear, its numbing but oh the heart stopping joy you bring me is truly a thing of ABSOLUTE BEAUTY.

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Mar 27, 2019

Mar 27, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC

tashjean

Untitled...for now...

The fear, its numbing my hands are clammy, can hear my blood, rushing, with my heart accelerating keeping in beat with my breathing. I'm scared my thoughts an endless maze, have too much on my mind. Am I making the right choice? Can't listen to my inner voice, my heart kinda made that clear, it misses you, even when you are right here. The fear, its numbing but oh the heart stopping joy you bring me is truly a thing of ABSOLUTE BEAUTY.

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I'll hurt you, I'll love you. I'll kiss you, I'll shove you. I'll hold you, I'll break you. I'll caress you, I'll shake you. I'll harm you, I'll crown you. I'll honor you, I'll drown you.

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tashjean

Mar 22, 2019

Mar 22, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC

NorthernSpirit

Contrast

I'll hurt you, I'll love you. I'll kiss you, I'll shove you. I'll hold you, I'll break you. I'll caress you, I'll shake you. I'll harm you, I'll crown you. I'll honor you, I'll drown you.

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