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 Sep 2019 Danielle
leslie
Needless to say I like the silence
But not complete silence
Nor the artificial silence with the buzzing and energy made by the 21 st century
I like the authentic silence created by pure nature
The whispers of the voices in your head
The hush tone of the wind talking to the trees
But most of all the loneliness that is provided
Because sometimes I like being alone and feeling sad
That way I at least know I can feel something
But that’s not the point
Authenticity is nice but sometimes lying hurts less and sometimes I like that too
i can’t help but feel a little hollow
 Aug 2019 Danielle
David J
I wonder to whom I journal
Because when I write
It is always a
conversation
Be thankful for your notebooks service!
You were nothing more
than a temporary fix,
a rubber band wrapped
around a pair of broken sticks.

You meant absolutely
nothing to him or his friends,
and it’s time you stop
crying over the inevitable end.

Stop dreaming about
the drives, dances, and kisses.
Because, trust me,
you’re the last thing he misses.

You deserved better
than how things happened.
Next time you jump in the dating game,
just make sure your seatbelt is fastened.
All there's left to do is stand back up, wipe your face, raise that chin, and act like everything is okay.
 Jul 2019 Danielle
Yago
Pain
 Jul 2019 Danielle
Yago
Do you hide it inside, tied and bleak
turning yellow to blue?
Does it roll down your eye and cheek
burning mellow in you?

Maybe you scream it when out of control
bidding farewell to your sanity.
Or piece it as part of your soul
bearing all hell to eternity.
First poem, any advice is appreciated
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