thepsychkid - Hello Poetry

What left of me Is my scattered words Here and there They don't mix and match anymore They're just a floating words No flows, no directions I lost you. I lost them. What left of me Is my scarred heart To write is to force to accept. But finding my words back Is not accepting I lost you I thought it would **** But only when I write I will never lost you.

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Jul 27, 2021

Jul 27, 2021 at 7:40 PM UTC

What Left of Me

What left of me Is my scattered words Here and there They don't mix and match anymore They're just a floating words No flows, no directions I lost you. I lost them. What left of me Is my scarred heart To write is to force to accept. But finding my words back Is not accepting I lost you I thought it would **** But only when I write I will never lost you.

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Suddenly I am too fond of sleeping. Waking up become the nightmares. Sleeping heals my wounded mind. Like a coward in my nightmares I refuse to fight and wake up. And when nothing feels like the safest, my only hope is a sweet dream to come.

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Jun 14, 2016

Jun 14, 2016 at 3:11 AM UTC

Let Me Live in this Sleep

Suddenly I am too fond of sleeping. Waking up become the nightmares. Sleeping heals my wounded mind. Like a coward in my nightmares I refuse to fight and wake up. And when nothing feels like the safest, my only hope is a sweet dream to come.

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I've got a list of secrets Secrets I treasured the most. Like the face I make when no one is looking, Or the words I say when no one can hear me. Like the books I read when I am scared at night, Or the song I sing and listen to when I'm alone. Like the thoughts I hide when my mind is screaming, Or the tears I let out before I sleep at night, Or the fake smiles I wipe after all the bad days. All the things they'll never know, Because I'll never tell, I'll never show.

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Jun 14, 2016

Jun 14, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC

It's A Secret

I've got a list of secrets Secrets I treasured the most. Like the face I make when no one is looking, Or the words I say when no one can hear me. Like the books I read when I am scared at night, Or the song I sing and listen to when I'm alone. Like the thoughts I hide when my mind is screaming, Or the tears I let out before I sleep at night, Or the fake smiles I wipe after all the bad days. All the things they'll never know, Because I'll never tell, I'll never show.

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Rain, rain, go away! Come again another day. She sings with them 'til it's gone Like she loves it 'til the end. She gives them umbrella She said she doesn't need. And at night before the rain gets stronger the rain would ask her: "Why do you keep giving happiness that isn't yours?" And then she will weep and weep asking herself the same thing.

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Jun 14, 2016

Jun 14, 2016 at 2:36 AM UTC

She gives happiness that isn't hers

Rain, rain, go away! Come again another day. She sings with them 'til it's gone Like she loves it 'til the end. She gives them umbrella She said she doesn't need. And at night before the rain gets stronger the rain would ask her: "Why do you keep giving happiness that isn't yours?" And then she will weep and weep asking herself the same thing.

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It's okay to be scared. Hide in the corner, Cry without no one knowing, Run as if you're saving yourself, It's okay. It's okay to fall and fail. Give up and do nothing, it's okay. It's okay to be not what you have to be. Pretend and lie, it's okay. It's okay. Everything you are doing, it's okay. It doesn't make you any less of a person. Nobody is perfect so it's okay. But if you want to live freely? Live Happily. Be happy for yourself. Live Honestly. Be honest to yourself. Live Scare-free. You have a long life ahead of you, Take Risk. It's okay. It'll be okay.

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Jun 14, 2016

Jun 14, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC

IT'S OKAY...

It's okay to be scared. Hide in the corner, Cry without no one knowing, Run as if you're saving yourself, It's okay. It's okay to fall and fail. Give up and do nothing, it's okay. It's okay to be not what you have to be. Pretend and lie, it's okay. It's okay. Everything you are doing, it's okay. It doesn't make you any less of a person. Nobody is perfect so it's okay. But if you want to live freely? Live Happily. Be happy for yourself. Live Honestly. Be honest to yourself. Live Scare-free. You have a long life ahead of you, Take Risk. It's okay. It'll be okay.

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Because between happiness and sadness Every paper with my words tears in sadness. There’s just too much to do with sadness. You can write it everywhere. Cry with it. Shout the pain. Keep the hurt. Run away with it. Forget it. Look for what is lost. Find yourself. Fix what can be fix. Tears with all the memories. Regret with the wrong decisions. Because with sadness, there’s always something on it. Something you can hold and feel in your heart. Something that can grow and get bigger. But happiness don’t. It floats with the air. It fades with the time. It only appears when it’s real. You feel it in that moment. And if you feel it tomorrow and the next day and the next other days that just it. You just feel it. And that’s good. It makes you beautiful and lively. But you can’t write it down the same way it feels like. It can’t give you the same way it feels like nomatter how many times you read it. You can’t hold it and keep it in your heart. Because happiness is too much of a feeling. It can’t find its place to grow and live on you. It only get high on you and flow. It flows to people around you but that just it. At the end of the day, Happiness will always become a memories. And memories is a sadness in the making.

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Mar 2, 2016

Mar 2, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC

Between Happiness and Sadness

Because between happiness and sadness Every paper with my words tears in sadness. There’s just too much to do with sadness. You can write it everywhere. Cry with it. Shout the pain. Keep the hurt. Run away with it. Forget it. Look for what is lost. Find yourself. Fix what can be fix. Tears with all the memories. Regret with the wrong decisions. Because with sadness, there’s always something on it. Something you can hold and feel in your heart. Something that can grow and get bigger. But happiness don’t. It floats with the air. It fades with the time. It only appears when it’s real. You feel it in that moment. And if you feel it tomorrow and the next day and the next other days that just it. You just feel it. And that’s good. It makes you beautiful and lively. But you can’t write it down the same way it feels like. It can’t give you the same way it feels like nomatter how many times you read it. You can’t hold it and keep it in your heart. Because happiness is too much of a feeling. It can’t find its place to grow and live on you. It only get high on you and flow. It flows to people around you but that just it. At the end of the day, Happiness will always become a memories. And memories is a sadness in the making.

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I saw her today. Not lively but damaged. She doesn't seem familiar, Like the girl she was before. Slowly she fades in my sight. Then I feel her. She's in me. Inside me she feels like home. Inside me she looks just like me.

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Feb 5, 2016

Feb 5, 2016 at 2:29 AM UTC

She is Me

I saw her today. Not lively but damaged. She doesn't seem familiar, Like the girl she was before. Slowly she fades in my sight. Then I feel her. She's in me. Inside me she feels like home. Inside me she looks just like me.

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Life is beautiful, so you should live it beautifully. You're just fifteen years old. It is not your fault! Nobody is perfect and no one will. Your age is the age of making mistakes, so it's okay to make mistake. It is not your responsibilities. "You could have prevent it." is not meant to be. Not knowing something bad will happen is not your fault. So don't take responsible about it. You're just sixteen years old. You can make mistake! Mistake is inevitable. Being afraid is normal. It's okay to have weaknesses. It's okay to fail. It's not your fault. Don't think that you have no right to make mistakes. You can make mistakes. You're just seventeen years old. Don't pretend you can be perfect. Nobody is perfect. You can make wrong choices. You can change your mind. You can make mistakes. You can be understood. You can be forgiven. You're just eighteen years old. Not because they failed, you have to be responsible for the rest. You're not at fault. Don't take responsible. You can make mistakes. Believe in yourself. Don't live for them. Don't succeed in life because you have to for them. Don't cry because you're afraid to fail them. Don't run because you're mad you'll disappoint them. Don't lose yourself because you can't find the person they want you to be. You're just nineteen years old. Dont wish to die because you feel like you'll cause them dead if you fail. Don't cry at night because you're afraid of your reality and nightmares. Don't hide somewhere because you're ashamed of what you have become. Succeed because you want to, for yourself. Don't take responsible for them. You're just you. It's okay to make mistakes. Be afraid. Have weaknesses. Cry. Fail. It's okay to be you. Be You.

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Dec 29, 2015

Dec 29, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC

To My Psychotic Younger Self

Life is beautiful, so you should live it beautifully. You're just fifteen years old. It is not your fault! Nobody is perfect and no one will. Your age is the age of making mistakes, so it's okay to make mistake. It is not your responsibilities. "You could have prevent it." is not meant to be. Not knowing something bad will happen is not your fault. So don't take responsible about it. You're just sixteen years old. You can make mistake! Mistake is inevitable. Being afraid is normal. It's okay to have weaknesses. It's okay to fail. It's not your fault. Don't think that you have no right to make mistakes. You can make mistakes. You're just seventeen years old. Don't pretend you can be perfect. Nobody is perfect. You can make wrong choices. You can change your mind. You can make mistakes. You can be understood. You can be forgiven. You're just eighteen years old. Not because they failed, you have to be responsible for the rest. You're not at fault. Don't take responsible. You can make mistakes. Believe in yourself. Don't live for them. Don't succeed in life because you have to for them. Don't cry because you're afraid to fail them. Don't run because you're mad you'll disappoint them. Don't lose yourself because you can't find the person they want you to be. You're just nineteen years old. Dont wish to die because you feel like you'll cause them dead if you fail. Don't cry at night because you're afraid of your reality and nightmares. Don't hide somewhere because you're ashamed of what you have become. Succeed because you want to, for yourself. Don't take responsible for them. You're just you. It's okay to make mistakes. Be afraid. Have weaknesses. Cry. Fail. It's okay to be you. Be You.

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When people come to truths they dont want to deal with, they close their eyes. Hoping that the darkness will cover and hide everything. It isn't easy. It isn't worth it. It is painful. And hope is a torture sometimes. And though they are pretending they are okay, reality is they are dead inside when they are smiling. And with every pain they feel, they realize they are alive and then they choose to die inside over and over again.

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Dec 19, 2015

Dec 19, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC

Alive in Pain

When people come to truths they dont want to deal with, they close their eyes. Hoping that the darkness will cover and hide everything. It isn't easy. It isn't worth it. It is painful. And hope is a torture sometimes. And though they are pretending they are okay, reality is they are dead inside when they are smiling. And with every pain they feel, they realize they are alive and then they choose to die inside over and over again.

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'Cause if you wake up and it's still raining, you can sleep some more. And if tomorrow may not shine, go out. Dance with the rain. Sometimes that's all we really need. 'To see the beauty in the rain.'

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Dec 16, 2015

Dec 16, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC

Never Give Up

'Cause if you wake up and it's still raining, you can sleep some more. And if tomorrow may not shine, go out. Dance with the rain. Sometimes that's all we really need. 'To see the beauty in the rain.'

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