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Aimee Heeringa Apr 2017
I wrote you a letter
But I haven't let you know
It's hard for me sometimes
To let my feelings show

Instead I break down
And cry myself to sleep
I want to let you know
My heart is yours to keep
Aimee Heeringa Aug 2018
Everyday I want to die,
but here I am staying alive...
And why?
Why not just die?
Give up on everything I know?
Forget about all the things I have to show?

All for one selfish wish I have,
to end my life,
to erase my past?
I'm not alive 'cause I want to be alive,
I keep breathing because you keep me here.

Just because I love you,
because you love me,
You make me love me.
But you don't want me.
I wrote this a long time ago, and I felt like sharing.
Aimee Heeringa Mar 2018
Honey, I'm too vulnerable.
I don't even know who I am today, or who I was yesterday.
Even if I tried to, I'm far from ready to let anyone get close to me.
If I were to let somebody in, I know I wouldn't treat them right.
I can barely treat myself right most days.
Let me learn how to be the best of me before you start thinking about interfering.
None of you really had a chance anyways...
I'm not worth your time, unless you need a friend.
I'm still dead.
Aimee Heeringa Apr 2018
I'm just trying to figure this life out, not sure what I'm hiding from, just know I'm scared to show my heart sometimes.. I lay in bed staring at the walls, constantly daydreaming, I don't know what to believe in, life has no meaning. I didn't want to fall this far, even though I keep climbing my hands are getting weak from all the stress. I don't know how long I've got left, barely holding on, but his smile keeps my lonely heart beating, th-thud, th-thud, th-thud, like a beating drum. I look over into his hazel eyes and my worry just dies, I take another deep breath and exhale slow. Something in this moment showing me the way I need to go, I can't lose hope.
Aimee Heeringa Dec 2021
Neuroticism at an all-time high
Stuck here dreaming about days gone by
I wallow and wonder what if I’m all wrong?
Seeing you is like hearing my favourite song
I once spoke to you through the universe
Sang my heart out, screaming every verse
Not that I can sing, but I hoped you’d hear
My soul aching to finally have you here
It took so much grieving and heartbreak
Cutting you off was my biggest mistake
I’m tired of running, trying to hide
I cannot deny what I feel inside
I could be all wrong, but it feels so right
For weeks I’ve been staying up all night
I’m drowning in regret, for leaving you
At this point, I’m not sure what to do
Careful words, trying to be cautious
Breaking hearts just makes me nauseous
I’ve never loved the way I do
Whenever I am with you
Aimee Heeringa Apr 2017
It's like she's ADDICTED to the PAIN,
He fronts like he's SO GREAT
Then suddenly,
She's being EMOTIONALLY DRAINED...
That CLOWN is so FAKE
He shouldn't be,
Stealing all her LOVE in the RAIN
Projecting his ANGER and HATE
Indifferently...
Aimee Heeringa Feb 2021
It was all fake love and despair.
Self loathing and lies shared between one another.
Nothing worth holding on to.
Physically they were there.
Just not for you, it would never be forever.
They didn’t even care about you.

They would have settled for another.
But you were easy prey, a simple tool.
They held on to you tightly.
Their intentions were never pure.
What they did was made you a fool.
They led you on with what might be.

They wanted drugs not your company.
Aimee Heeringa Jan 2018
Pain still lingers
Feels like I'm about to break
Standing here aches
Not sure how much more I can fake
Put me out
Wipe my tears when they fall
Give me some hydromorph's
Swallowing handfuls of pills
Not sure if it's all in my head
My back is full of sharp objects
Even sitting is excruciating
Just give me a break
I need some time alone
Just being alive is pain
Nobody to phone
Even though I try to
Nobody picks up
I'm on my own
Never alone
Just dead on the other end
All hope is gone
Aimee Heeringa Mar 2018
Teach me how to focus
My mind is always spun
I try so hard to listen
I've forgotten what I've done
I never change
I'm always changing
I don't know who I am
Inside this shell of something fleshy
Just morphing once again
One day I'll be a butterfly
Or so I say to me
Perhaps I won't
Just wait and see
Consistent I shall be
But until then
I'm just a mess
No way to concentrate
Just on my way
Pay no mind
One day I will break free
Aimee Heeringa Dec 2017
If you're a good writer
I've probably already fallen
in love with your words
if you make good music
you most likely own
a part of my soul
undoubtedly
if when you message me
you use proper grammer
punctuation
and complete sentences
there's no denying
I take you seriously
something in the way you word things
the way that each consonant sings
as I breathe in the simple things
you say to me
Aimee Heeringa Apr 2017
I'd hold your hand...
But your palms are sweaty
I'd kiss you...
But your breath is rancid
I'd wrap my arms around you...
But you smell like trash
I love you...
But don't touch me...
Ew.
Aimee Heeringa Dec 2021
It hurts the most when you try to speak
And they don’t want to hear you
They focus too much on the words you say
And don’t even really listen
There’s no compassion
A hostile reaction
A personal attack on their ego
It’s hard to speak authentically
When words are met with anger

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