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 Jul 2022 Sam
Psychosa
My existence  is forlorn.
From my body, I am torn.
Withered and stripped,
My soul is worn.
Inside brews an endless storm.
Oh how I long to be no more.
 Jul 2022 Sam
Psychosa
With the wrong person,
Nothing will ever be enough.
With the right person,
Nothing will be more than enough.
 May 2022 Sam
Crystal Goddess
Falling for him felt like falling out the sky, fast winds whipping past my face.
Sort of like floating but not really because I'm only going down.
Down
Down
Down
until I can see the ground and I know the end is near.  
I hug myself tight and my eyes water as I brace myself for the ground.
I break into a million pieces,
when I look up to see you flying with another girl, leaving me broken.
I fell for him and he fell for her.
 Apr 2022 Sam
Evie
people's touch always burns and hugs are so ******* short-lived. i hate them. what is the point if u are not going to hold me for the whole night while i stain every shirt and *****. no point. hugs are just another form of abandonment. understanding can be found on the inside - i will say to myself and others. but inside there is only the stale air of tonight, an image of a teenager kicking an ill kitten, me as a child and people's quiet, strong contempt towards me. i feel lied to. and the beach of tomorrow is my last sanctuary
 Jan 2022 Sam
earthchild
I don't want a love that is ownership.
I want a love that is liberation and freedom,
a sacred union.
Conscious co-creators of the type of love that sustains the spirit.
The type of love that cracks your ribs wide open as your heart swells.
Love that expands your mind,
spiritually, intellectually and emotionally.
The truth is,
I won't settle for anything less.
Because that kind of love is rare and potent medicine for the soul.
 May 2021 Sam
Michaela Ferris
Reliving memories of suffocating blankets,
Locked doors and
Raised voices.

Hiding behind doors, baracading ourselves in
Whilst glasses shatter and
Doors slam.

Being ran and shoved into brick walls,
Whilst being told you're a failure
And they wish you were alive.

Reliving memories in my dreams
So I choose to stay awake
Choosing deprivation of sleep over deprivation of sanity.
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