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Autumn Nov 2014
I can't stop wanting to apologize
I am not okay with me
There are "body hate" free zones
And safe spots
And tons of supports for bisexuals lesbians gays
There are so many supporters out there
So many people comfortable with who they are
But I cannot accept
Me.
And it hurts.
But if I cannot accept me why would I let you or anyone else try to
Help
Or savage
What is left
When I am not here or don't want to be
Because I don't want to think about what it is I am and how it makes
ME
Uncomfortable
The fact that your okay with it
Doesn't mean I am
Autumn Nov 2014
The mass of this broken finality that has entitled me
To embrace the shards of glass
This empty vessel that has empowers how much she truly deserves nothing
This thing labeled a girl a teenager a liar
Is oh so broken.
The aftermath of my actions
Are not always as I had desired
This brain of mine does not allow me to critque my thoughts with the best of logical reasoning
As you try to repair
Something that was left behind long ago
The ashes will fill your lungs
Suffocate the innocence your intentions once held
While I watch
I will ****** you with utter satisfaction
As I weep in agony
For what you once were
Autumn Nov 2014
***** rids their clothes
Blood spattered everywhere
Broken knuckles
And bodies slumped against the floor
Classical in the background
A rose laying in their path
Smell of ***** reeks
The spicy scent of repulsion fills the room
Do you like that?
This heartfelt scene?
The one you dreamed of?
Kisses and embraces vary among the nightmares
In the sanity of those alive
And hose forgotten
The corpses
Walking holding hands with you today
Yet their blood
It's still in that hall way
Don't forget that smell of regret
Don't
Forget
...
As the morning coffee is brewed
Autumn Nov 2014
Reflecting on the flaws that
Might as well be parasites
I realize the amount of effort it will take to demolish them
I slink down
Down to the floor
And the tears they fly
Everything from the past, present issues, and future problems already conceived
Contemplation over heating and exploding
Hitting myself with the shrapnel
Not regretting a single bit of it
Reality sinking in
Of how alone I have caused thyself to become
Of how deep I have really gotten
Once again the amount of effort is remembered
And the challenge is accepted
I choose to live that day and since, I have had to make the same decision many times
The effort being put in
The temporary "bliss" becomes an addiction
The memories floating away
Effort being forgotten
And the shrapnel returns
Autumn Nov 2014
It's white petals
Whistle in the breeze
Snow flakes dropping like
the ever escaent trees
Bees humming through the
Monumental screams
Sun shines
Blinding majority
The sun glasses just in reach but used by few
The grass
The vibrant
Green
Air
Sour taste that licks it's way into
The nostrils of your giant
Apples crisp as the fall of autumn leaves crumbling under the weight of any being
The crunch of snow beneath ones feet
Shadows swallowing your shine
Beetles coming out to play
Spiders dangling from your finger tips
The devil has come out to play
Clouds so bright the clean white
Sky reflecting the hope of what had once been
Water you gulp it down
The poison becomes you
And the snake slithers in
Greed has come for you
The moon that open look waiting
To take your hand
Let's go fly
Off to never ever land
Where your God awaits
The mushrooms decomposing
The trees still standing
Wind is blowing
And the eye lids continue to play tricks withon your sight
Sunglasses await
But the sun
So is still
oh
so
bright
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