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Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
I screamed.
No one came.

This is ruthless world,
and no one will be there
to save you when you need it.
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
As much as I want to be happy,
I'm afraid I'd forget how to make words beautiful.
The most beautiful words
come from the most broken people.
And poets are the shattered ones.
If I was happy,
What if I forgot how to be a poet?
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
How did you get my number?
Why are you doing this to me?
What did I ever do to you?
Why must you make my life such hell?

I guess you wanted to remind
me just how worthless I am,
when you weren't there to reinforce
the lesson with your presence.
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
The silence is oppressive.
The quiet weighs heavy in my head.
When all is silent.
The thoughts creep in.
The things you've said,
The things I've done.
It is on the calmest nights,
When I am in the most turmoil.
It is on the calm and quiet evenings
when I remember my worth,
and that is not much.
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
You can't love somebody
who you don't understand
And you know what happens
When they don't understand?
They learn to fear you
And then they look at you
Like a monster.
No, you can't love what you
Don't understand.
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
Let me drown in this hell
Or drag me to salvation
But for god's sake,
Don't leave me in this
*purgatory
I never believed in being saved, anyways.
Inferno. Pergatorio. Paradisio.
Liz And Lilacs Dec 2014
I hated going to piano lessons
at first
Because my hands are ugly and scarred.
But the teacher,
Her hands were gnarled with age
And she still played the most beautiful music.
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