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Andrea Dec 2020
The moon and the stars
Stare at our figures
As we walk away.

Every Conversation, every scenario
Replaying before their eyes
As our love fades

Goodbyes were always
Meant to happen
But I love you and that will never change
Andrea Dec 2020
Hush little baby you're only a child
You don't know how the world works
Sit down, let the adults talk, it'll only take a while

Hush little baby, don't talk like that
The spite from your mouth
Become forgotten artifacts

Hush little baby you're only 22,
You can vote, drink, work
But you can't talk to us too

Hush little baby you're
Our child, we love you enough
To **** you inside
Andrea Dec 2020
The fear of loneliness
weighs heavily on my very existence.
The fear of being alone with my thoughts
Sends chills to my muscles and bones.
I don't want to be alone with them,
because I don't know where they'll take me.
They'll take me far away.
Far enough to get lost and never come back
Andrea Dec 2020
When did it get like this?
When did the laughter and joy
Become unshed tears and dreaded days
When did time lapse and become one big date.
When did the excitement and love
Turn so cold and twisted recognition seem so late
And when did the story of us become a nightmare
Instead of a fabricated folk tale.
Sometimes
Andrea Dec 2020
I've lost my novelty
I'm no longer the shiny new toy that held your attention
I've lost your interest
I'm no longer that person

You let the sparks fly
And the ignition start
The fire in the pit
Put out in the dark

Now cigarettes are all I taste
Numbing it down with scotch
Tingling sensations
I try not to take it to heart
Andrea Dec 2020
Take me under the waters and deep into the mountains
Leave me to wander this life I could’ve never imagined
The night sky glittering with stars and campfires lit so bright
Fresh cold air mixed with relief like the 4th of July.

Unshackled souls let free into the night
Walking farther away, the moon our only source of light.
With tingling lips and shaking hands that explore
the warmth of that you desperately adore

Safe and guarded in your arms I lay
But the sinister smile is something i could not face
As I lay in the pool of my own omission
realization dawn. My own poor decisions

Never to trust and never to follow
I lay in white walls and beds so shallow
I am but an epiphany of your dreams
Someone unspoken someone unseen
Andrea Nov 2020
Insecurities bottled up and buried within
Rises like bile on a sick Saturday evening.
Realization creeps  fast and thoughts
embeds itself into your brain.
A helpless cry for help

Untitled is what you are
No name, no face just a feeling
Just a dot in my head
Yet you get bigger and darker by the day
getting bigger until I'm untitled as well.
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