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 Dec 2017 Melissa Adkins
nobyelse
and then I asked you,
"What's your biggest fear?"

you gave me a quivering sigh,
looked at me straight in the eyes
and said,

"It's that eventually, you will see me
the way I see myself."
 Dec 2017 Melissa Adkins
mel
i am t(angle)d up in you once more
drowning from (my) loss before
please re(mind) me again
how (to) fix this
remind me
how
to
(feel)
a(gain)
rem(in)d me
who i was back (the)n
i am (losing) it all at once
angle my mind to feel gain in the losing
I can create but also destroy,
They call me fate, but I'm sometimes used like a toy.

I am given, but I can not be taken
I undergo fission, and I'm constantly forsaken.

I am simple, but very complex
I tend to *******, when I'm abused for ***.

I have many forms, but only one name
And I can transform, so you're never the same.

I am worshiped, but not a "God"
I'm misunderstood, I find that odd.

Yes I can manipulate, but it's not my intention
I often try to liberate, you don't pay attention.

Although I am young, I am centuries old...
Too often stretched... and strung... truth be told.

I am purest beyond the ego, way high above
I prefer to be incognito, I am simply _
At one point in our relationship, I thought you were my rock.
I thought you were the person who kept me steady.
The person who kept me grounded.
The person I could confide in.
The person that supported me through everything.
The person who was there for me when times got hard.


Reflecting back on it now, you were still my rock, but with a different meaning.


You were the rock that weighed me down.
The rock that made times harder.
The rock that used me as its own personal crutch.
The rock that held me back from being happy.
The rock that used my insecurities against me.


I fell under the weight of my rock. Unable to wiggle my way out from underneath for far too long.


I hope whoever is reading this doesn't make the same mistake.
Woah woah woah as i go i know its too late and i hate that i dont appreciate the gifts i have until have i dont no i wont make that mistake again im a grown man now outta the play-pen and as i hold this pen scribble these lines i find myself looking back black and white memories of shes of the past lasted so long but went so fast now theyve moved on no longer held back by thoughts of me but all i can see are the mistakes and what couldve be if i hadent been me but thats okay there are seven billion humons on this planet so granted ill find another who will see all my destructive tendencies and be pleased or at least put up with me
I don’t need help with money
I don’t need help with my kids
I spend my time on what matters
Nothing’s easy that’s important

I’m not looking for a princess
I hope that’s all behind you now
It takes time to believe trust
Nothing lasts without honesty

Don’t be impressed
Just believe in who I am
People say they know things
Like the back of their hand
I don’t really know mine
But I know my heart

I’m looking for more than life
Not a list of weekend plans
It seems hard to understand
Nothing loves like a dreamer

Don’t feather my nest
Just believe I’ll come back
People say he can’t love
If he’s too restless inside
I don’t really know my mind
But I know my heart
 Jul 2017 Melissa Adkins
aa
Thinking about you,
And not
You.

I'm obsessed with the gray space.

Obsessed with the east side.

With the jungle that grows inside what no longer
Is.
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