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Pennies fill our jar
Dollars slip through the cracks
Chasing a dream that hasn't been in the scene

Drowning in tobacco smoke and ale
Our resolve fails
Fleeting comforts that always flail
The cost great, it seals our fate

The porcelain pig fills
Just to cry as it's smashed once again
When will it end?
Our relationship needs to mend

Stuck in the sand
Clutching it in my hand
As it slips away once again
One step forward and 5 steps back. This is the American "Dream"
He's at work, I'm home alone
Our mutual absence falls like a silent hammer
The distance carving deep into our hearts,
Slowly driving us apart
Our shared lives, a distant memory

My partner, so lonely, is breaking
As I scramble to fill the hole it's making
His face, the only one that comforts me
His arms, I miss wrapped around me
We long for what we knew

Times of laughter and fun,
When two hearts beat as one

In desperation and hope,
I reach for him again

Lovers, only by title
As our worlds seem to drift
Emotions spent, led to discontentment
Is there more? Is this the final score?

I hope to hear him say
He loves me all the way
Through the storm, we attempt to walk together
In hopes for reprieve

To be in each other's arms
Once again
In response to badwords' poem "Perseverance"
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4881250/perseverance/

My good friend helped me, much like his.
Atlas, the Titan who was punished by Zeus.
Burdened to carry the heavens, he walks slowly,
His muscles strain, he grits his teeth as the sphere full of stars continues to grow.

Above him, constellations dance, unaware,
Unmoved by the weight they press upon his back.
Atlas’s shoulders bear worlds that he’ll never touch,
A universe of light bound to his bones in darkened chains.
He remembers freedom like a song half-forgotten,
The days before duty sealed him to this fate.
Yet, no one looks back to see the man bent low,
The silent guardian of the stars’ cold glow.

I was his lover, his friend
Yet, he kept pushing
Refusing to let go
The heavens kneeling his figure more and more
As others pass by him without a single glance

“Why?” I asked him “Why not let it go?”
He looked at me with his sad eyes
And said,
“Someone has to carry them”

A star shot through the space within the sphere
As he fell more and more in love with his burden
And slowly forgot about me

So, I, too, became a shadow among the stars,
Watching him fade, bound to his fate.
I whisper his name to the heavens he bears,
Knowing he’ll never hear me through that endless weight.

Years later, I saw him again, set in stone
Those beautiful sad eyes I fell in love with
Permanently fixed forward
Until the end of time.
Why do you deny me and my sincerity?
Why are you telling me I lack accountability?
Words cutting deep like a knife upon me.
I know what I did, I understand the damage I caused,
I’m changing and growing. I’m no longer that person anymore
It’s upsetting you hold onto a past me and don’t see

I destroyed everything dear, sure
I’m not the only one
It takes two to tango
Here I am, wanting to rebuild, move forward

Mistakes and betrayals were made.
I cannot undo them
Only show you that I’m not them
I can’t though, if you simply won’t see it

I’m sorry I caused so much pain and we can’t rebuild
I hope one day we can
I hope one day we can laugh with each other again
And share a happy home

For as long as you hold onto that version of me,
It simply won’t happen.
So why waste time trying to convince someone
When they refuse to open their eyes?
My heart beats like a fierce rain that falls on tin rooftops.
To see your face in pain
Makes me cry in shame
Of what my race can do
To beautiful creatures like you

The way you dance and laugh
The way you fondly regard the present and the past
Makes falling for you seem to last

You see yourself indisposed
But I've already proposed
My heart and soul
For you and you alone to hold

I know they are in good hands
For yours are the softest, most gentle in the land
I love you dearly, so much that my words forever will flow
For now, I hope you'll know
As I express my love for you so
A poem I attempted to create for the love of my life. I never really have done positive poems, but I feel it's enough
You beg me to keep fighting, where’s yours?
You ask me to grow, have you?
To quell the demons inside me, draw power over them
I can still hear yours running free and hurting both you and me.

You ask me to grow and change
Is it too much to ask you to do the same?
Talk to me, tell me what you need
I’m growing and changing, just like you wanted

Yet, I see you not budging an inch
Leaving me trapped, caught in a strain

You told me, your lovers and friends, they all have outgrown you
They all leave in the end…
What else are they supposed to do?
As you give them the chance to ascend
And you descend

You saved me from the dark abyss we were both drowning in
Threw me out as you sunk deeper
Now, it is my turn to save you
I hold out my hand for you
“If I can do it, so can you” I cry out

Will you take my hand? Let me help you?
Or will you sink further, drowning in the cold, dark silence?
You may see my History
You may see my Past
That’s not who I am

You understand me
In a way people don’t get
I heal the world, but you are my splint

You bind me
With every hint
You drive me
With all the motion
You help it all make sense
Even deep amongst the commotion

I know my flaws
I work on them everyday
Yet it feels you are the same
Loving me in every single way

The rock to hold the leaf
To help the leaf understand
You are these
And so much more

I know I am not faithful
My feelings still hold true
That I love you and only you
Forevermore

You are my everything
Despite me proving it not to be true
My actions falter, my feelings remain solid
You are made for loving me.
I am made for loving you
The person this is directed towards will understand. Overall, be flawed. The person who was made for you will find you.
Reality can often be cruel
It can be unkind
As time speeds by in a blur,
I try to infer
What he means

“We won’t speak until you have remorse”
Remorse? For what?
For walking away as we screamed at each other?
For taking time to take the hard road like he often scolded me for not doing?
For what I did?

I had remorse for the betrayal and the backstabbing
So I changed.
I had remorse that I wasn’t doing well for myself
So I started working on those

Am I perfect?
No
I never will be
It’s plain to see
Only I am truly free
When I came to this world,
I looked to you for guidance
All you cared about was your highness

Holding onto the past
All good and no bad
You're not that girl anymore
But you don't care
How is that fair?

When I talk to you,
Plea for your love and attention
All you do is mention...
I'm fine...

I'm fine??

I'm drowning, downing every drink
But yet all I think of is you
You should have been there for me
All you did was set me free
Focusing on you and you alone
Yet, I'm the one who can't call you home

I'm all alone and I'm crying,
Dying,
Trying for your love
But you're above me and I'm not worthy
When the truth is far from what you think
You let our relationship sink

So eager to point the finger at me
It's easy to see
All you did was use me and abuse me

I would have given you everything
Simply because you gave life to me
Well, guess what?

I'm fine

Without you...
An old poem I dug up. Glad to finally have it on actual digital paper XD
Sometimes, you have to let go.
Be your own you and be openly you

Those who are true
Stick like glue

The fakes will give up their stakes
I'm telling you now
So you don't have to go through what I've been through

Be unapologetically you
The ones who will love YOU
Will find you
And never give up when it's hard too
Graves of slaves
Dreaming of long lost days
They paid their wage
They did their time
But happiness was ne'er to find

The dreams of relax and unwind
Are hard to find
While pigs lay at the top
They feed us their slop

Yet in the shadows, voices rise
A whispered rage beneath the skies
The chains may bind, the body breaks
More spirits rise, the earth quakes
The thunderous roars of rage
Bent on turning the page

And they will take.
The swine squeal in fear
As the many dead hands draw near
"Never fear," the dead cry
"For we will always be here"
A smidgen of collab with AI was done here, but I think it turned out pretty good
Boss,

I hope you are ok wherever you are. There isn’t a day that goes by when I don't think about you. My dreams always seem to involve reuniting with you again. I know I probably never will be able to but my brain is only showing me my greatest desire.

I’m not doing well without you..
What I did. It isn’t worth it. Nothing is…
I want to go back. I want to hold you in my arms again and tell you I love you
I want to kiss your forehead again and be able to rub my hands across your soft fur
I want to go to bed with you beside me, sleeping peacefully
You were my whole world, I hope you know that. My soul is shattered now you’re gone
I beg the powers that be for your return to me.
However, I know, I don’t deserve it
My reason to live
Still belongs with you

I’m not sure how to continue. Honestly, I’m not sure it’s worth it anymore. Your life was the most precious thing to me and I failed you. I wish to reunite with you one day Patches, tell me where you are and I’ll follow you there, even if it’s to the depths of Hell, I don’t care. I just want my life with you back. I want my reason to live back

I want my daughter back
A letter I wrote to my daughter, I miss her greatly
Liar, liar,
Pants on fire—
When will you tire?

What happens when the truth is chased away?
Left alone, day by day,
Slicing through the ache,
Of every mistake
Blood trails like tears from their eyes,
Can’t disguise
The weight of these lies.

Behind closed doors,
Where secrets are stored,
The pain runs deeper,
Cutting through more than skin.
Every lie a scar,
Every denial a wound,
Until the truth is lost,
In the silence of the room.
The real you put into a tomb

Liar, liar,
The fire burns on,
Leaving only echoes of the truth,
In a heart that’s gone cold,
A story untold,
Of lies and the scars you leave behind.
How come there appears to be no justice in this world?
The ****** get rich and powerful,
The drug dealers get free homes and free food,
The rapists and animal abusers go free,
And somehow, we will let criminals in office,
Yet others spend their lives behind bars.

The rich watch the poor from their golden towers,
Bellies, full and fat.
Laughing as the starved fight over their scraps.
Committing crimes that make the devil blush,
Determining how much or little those “beneath them” get,
And how much.

Artists die young,
Creating pieces that were once sung.
Innovators are drowned out by profit.
Voices once strong, choked by greed
Carving your own path is “illegal”
Self-sustenance is “selfish”
Terminating life is a “right”
And living free is a crime...

America and the people within are hated,
Full of mindless bloodshed to **** the “mutt”
Women are mistreated,
And men never get to see their sons.

Why??

“My God is superior”
As the minor differences lead to war
“Allah,””God,””Gods,”
Can they not see it is all the same?

They all claim they know the answer,
They are all fools
For no one truly knows what’s on the other side
Some have claimed to dance there for a short time.
But, who’s to say what they saw was real?

Belief of something that cannot be proven
A Maker, A puppeteer pulling the strings of fate
Is the entity really there?
Or are the prayers sent to the skies unheard?

If there’s no answers, what is left?
Explored a darker side of writing after someone important to me mentioned it one day. Was a refreshing time. Hope y'all enjoy
I seek resolution
I seek peace
Us with no decision
Save me from this prison

The future, I fear
Where the conflict is forever here
We don't have to be friends
We don't have to be enemies

I know I am built wrong
So are you
The path for growth is long
And I'm still on it

Let time dilute the hate
I pray for us to have a better fate
If it doesn't,
At least it'll ease the ache
I think the hardest part of letting go of a friend is knowing they hate you in the end. I've made my mistakes, they've made theirs...
You remember when you told me that if I kept believing if I was garbage, it would be true?
What about you? You teach me all these lessons yet you are an exception. just a constant stream of "Do as I say, not as I do"
Well, I'm done. I'm done fighting and gaining no ground, I'm done trying to prove to you that I'm different now just for you constantly throw my past in my face calling it "Holding me accountable"
I don't need YOU to hold me "accountable" I don't need you to tell me to fix my life while you trash yours over and over again.
I've made my mistakes and we've had our issues because I was just like you.
I hated myself for a long time, but I was awakened.
You carry the sadness of the world like Atlas without understanding the true moral of his story
Guess what?
Your constant trashing of yourself and constant pushing away became true. You'll blame me for everything going wrong like you do. Nice representation of holding yourself accountable...
I hope you are happy in your misery
Because you no longer have company, just like you wanted
I woke up today and I thought "How can I cut my lover down?"
Reduce you to nothing, that was my goal.
I was so focused on cutting you to a nub and leaving my axe under the rug as I moved on to the next person to destroy.

I mean, who doesn't love a good betrayal?
I only did it to keep life interesting—
You know, spice things up, add a little thrill.
Your trust was just so boring, anyway.

And you? Oh, you’ll be just fine.
A little heartbreak never hurt anyone, right?
Consider it a gift from me—
A chance for you to grow, or whatever it is people say.

Putting you through so much pain was so fun!
You'll thank me one day, I mean, who else is going to teach you never to trust anyone ever again?
Such a valuable lesson...
A lesson etched deep among the scars along your arm

And don't worry about me, darling,
I'll keep on my merry way, bringing pain wherever I go
And laugh it off as the fires rose

Oh, the thrill of leaving ashes in my wake—
The shattered hearts, the twisted smiles,
It’s all just part of the game, after all.
Why settle for love when I could be a storm?

The Perfect Storm

— The End —