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Joanne Sep 19
Smile and keep it inside
Your pain is too much for this world
And it seems no one really cares
Joanne Sep 19
Got in trouble again? Welcome to the club
We feel to big, and talk even bigger
We cry hard, but fight even harder
We go mute and shut down
Because no matter how much space we take up
We’ve never been seen

But it’s ok, just pray
Maybe one day God will send someone
To love, to hold, to hear, to see you truly
And fight for you no matter what
We’re still waiting but have hope
Your a little me, after all
Joanne Sep 19
Cheer. Dance .Cook .Create
Nothing could take the guilt away
It’s not your fault it never was
Stop crying alone, tell them the truth
Let them see the real you
It will hurt, but it gets better
Let them in, let them love you
You deserve it I promise
Joanne Sep 19
Don’t let anger control you
Let your emotions be big, but not bigger than you
Cry. Breathe. Relax. Control… smile
Everything will be ok
Joanne Sep 19
From afternoon in the laundry room,
To endless nights on the balcony
Looking to the moon for inspiration, and
lighting paper on fire to burn away the bad memories

Never stop writing, reading, releasing
Because one day you’ll write letters
stories, poems
of all of the thoughts untold

One day you’ll write a poem
and they’ll understand you
No screaming or fighting
No more aggression, just you

Don’t listen when they say your emotions are too big,
They just don’t know the love you're capable of
So be a simp, fall in love, give it your all
But please never stop being you
Joanne Sep 19
The broken pieces of my soul
Shattering and falling to the ground
As each piece hits the ground
Creating a symphony of pain
Crying out for help
Harmonizing the different cords of anguish
Till there’s silence
When there’s nothing left to say
No tears left to cry
They lie there broken and silent
So welcome to the noises unheard
Watch your step
As you walk over the broken pieces of my soul
Joanne Sep 19
In English we say
“maybe we weren’t meant to be”
But in poetry we say
Perhaps.

Perhaps, in another universe
The stars would have aligned
And our fate would be reconstructed
Creating a perfect constellation of our love

Or perhaps, if we met under a different sky of stars
Maybe we could have seen how fleeting our love was
As we gazed upon a shooting star

Perhaps, in another universe
We were the right people
At the right time
In love one more time

Or perhaps, we were the right people
Under the right sky
Meant to be falling for someone else
Whose love would burn brighter then the sun

Perhaps, as I wished upon that star
Asking it to take the pain away
It will grant me peace because
What was once love burning for you
Is fueling my anger not at you, but myself
For allowing my feeble heart to break again

So as I look upon the same bed of stars
That once brought love many years ago
I wonder
Perhaps you are looking at them too
Perhaps I’m still in love with you
Or perhaps we weren’t meant to be

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