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 Nov 2017 Lexi Fields
Mohd Arshad
How lovely was brotherhood
Before hate spread its hood
How beautiful it can again be
If we all plant its bare tree
 Nov 2017 Lexi Fields
Ariadne
This is not a poem
And I am not a poet
It doesn't have a good rhythm
And I don't know what to do about it

It tries to be wholesome
But feels hollow and empty
Like I'm trying to emote
When there's nothing inside

This couldn't be a poem
It doesn't have a perceived meaning
Or does it?

This couldn't be a poem
It doesn't evoke emotions
It doesn't make you think

I'm a lot of things
Empty and jaded; vacant and listless
Depressed, anxious, and rife with sickness
Unsure of what's to come

But the one certainty
That even I can understand
Is that I am not a poet
And this is not a poem
 Nov 2017 Lexi Fields
pia
notice
 Nov 2017 Lexi Fields
pia
it isn't until you let go
that you notice the blood
dropping from your palms
it isn't until you look down
that you notice how close
you are to the bottom
it isn't until I distanced myself
that I realized you were
slowly killing me
And here I am pleading

I want you to love me
The way you loved your coffee

I want you to accept me
Despite of my bitter taste
Or my cold face

I want you to be comfortable
With my heat

I want you to need me
Every morning when you wake up

I want you to love me
Until my last drop
Ugghh I'm addicted to coffee
I expect the same love
Received from early age

Betrayed and neglected
Inside my mental cage

Now I live like a ******
From my childhood pain

Getting hurt very young
Really damaged my brain

Forever I will live this way
Feeling sick and confused

To be such a young victim
A child sexually abused
I want to be wanted.
I want to be worth wanting.
To be desired, sought after, prized.
I want to be protected.
Not shielded, but jealously kept.
Not abused either... Just held.

I want someone to love me.
 Nov 2017 Lexi Fields
Myriah
smuggled in for a lucrative trade
beaten, bartered
broken in, until i obey
i used to be childlike
innocent and safe
now i’m someone else's treasure
a strangers pleasure
smothered in shame.
 Oct 2017 Lexi Fields
kennedy
when I met you
I was a ******
To ***
Drugs
Self harm
When you left me
I was drowning in addictions
Self mutilating the body
I gave to anyone
Just to feel anything
Even close
To the way your toxic touch
Made me feel
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