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 Jul 2014 Aditi
Wandering soul
I want someone who will wake me up with a kiss in the morning
I want someone who will tuck me in in the night
I want someone who will listen when I need him too
I want someone who'll make me dinner in candlelight
I want someone who will always put me before anything else
I want someone who will love me even when he hates me
And then again I also want to fly
 Jul 2014 Aditi
Lani Foronda
Temporary fixes
Is all I've ever looked for.
A little something to take the edge away
A little something to make me forget
A little something to make everything okay
But it never lasts
This temporary fix of mine.
It's prescribed for my head
But never for my heart.
I keep wanting more and more
Because more and more
Just piles up
With
Each
Passing
Day.
This place I call home isn't the safe haven
I've grown up in anymore.
The endless laughter and smiles
Can't cover up the pain I dig into.
My precious notebook and pen
Can't scratch out reality.
Things have changed,
And I just want to get away.
But the more I've tried,
The more I've been denied.
It doesn't work.
It doesn't work.
The pain can be buried,
But uncovered once again.
The cuts might not bleed,
But they've left a scar.
There has to be something more than
This-
Than this temporary fix.
May 03, 2013
I want to escape this whole situation. I want to escape the things that remind me. I want to escape the voices around me. But eventually I'll have to come back..
 Jul 2014 Aditi
Harrison
Now
 Jul 2014 Aditi
Harrison
Now
I feel like trash being ready
to be picked by whoever has
the worst taste
finding out later
that they only needed the bag.
emptying my contents on to the grass
half broken and dismembered
pieces of glass left behind from the time
I broke my mirror
unfinished 40 ounces from winter break.
the first time I ever got drunk and threw up.
It felt good.
Half a dozen 8ths
I smoked for a whole month
after she left me and my parents
kept lecturing me about
how much I ****** at
being alive
 Jul 2014 Aditi
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 Jul 2014 Aditi
M
Feeling lost and gone
In need of simple song
The shortest stick is drawn
Lies, but you'll go along

Touch you one last time
"Goodbye," and all your cries
A final sign
To sever all your ties

But it cannot be done
You will not be drowned
Under my midnight sun
You cannot make a sound

Amazed you have been saved
I wish you could *hear* this... the way my brain told it to me has such a haunting tune... I guess you can make your own.
Life* often speaks in rhythm & blues
whispering trumpets to bended ears, while reminding us
that smiles belong only in photographs; and tears
behind the curtain of an indifferent face

We walk fine
lines, between tragedy
and genius, lines so rarely straight
we seek balance in mediocrity
and solitude in unfinished lifes

We become incomplete puzzles
forcing squares into circular places
by tearing away pieces of the whole
and conforming to the empty spaces

some things were never meant to be changed

We place people into boxes, neatly organizing them
by the
labels* we give their cracks and flaws
seldom ever realizing that *broken has a beauty all it's own
, and...

*some things were never meant be mended
 Jul 2014 Aditi
Shivam S
Music in my head
hands of love in mine
peace all around
and then to fade away
with the western sun
into the crimson sea.
# death #wish #dreams #life
 Jul 2014 Aditi
Little Bird
Hurts ,
Trying so hard
Not to think of you.

Hurts,
To ignore you
To keep my distance.

Hurts,
To see you so close
Yet not touch you.

It's the only way
I know
To get over you.
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