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 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Syblle Grinch
Maybe someday,
When nostalgia won’t be my only friend,
When my life won’t be solitary confinement,
My mind my cell,
My body my capturer.

Maybe that day,
When i will again feel
something other than a palette of sadness,
I will tell you i am happy.

And maybe on that day
or the first time in forever,
It won’t be a lie.
But that day is not today (i’m sorry).
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
aj
kind death
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
aj
i finally get to feel your touch
the knife through my heart wasn't what i was expecting,
but it'll suffice

my blood turns to ribbons on ice, and
i'm crying

you've ruined me, and i love you so much

i am a wicked thing, filled to the brim with you, and
every time you're near i pour
out the emptiness

you're killing me, but i can't stop smiling

god won't **** me and you want me dying
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Love-evans
BYOJ:
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Love-evans
Bring your own juice.
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How is someone supposed to put into
words that they feel/ have been made (self)-aware(somehow) there personality adapts (naturally)?
to the people they are around and even beginning
to mimic the interacting persons emotions and personality traits
to create a, sociable personality.
because depression has taken a dramatic toll on their personality and they know longer know how to
Be there own person:
I often forget about the things i actually enjoy doing
because I'm not surrounded by people that enjoy doing the same things.
I love to write
I love to read
I like to play the guitar
I like to create art
and
I love making people happy!
So what could possibly be wrong?
Why do I loose my sense of self when I'm with others?
I don't know what this is supposed to be about but my hands had a lot to say.
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Sarah Barrow
There's a demon inside me,
He's called anxiety,
He shouts and screams,
Until I can barely breathe,
He makes me feel sick,
Weak in my knees,
Oh please Mr Anxiety,
Just let me be.
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Em
Anxiety
is a breath never released
suffocation of the lungs
and the whole of your mind
Anxiety
is a clock
that never stops ticking
with the constant click, from past to present
Time never ends
and oh darling
nor does anxiety.
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Kareena
How familiar was it
To feel you so close to me
Yet physically far away
Simultaneously

To know you have experienced
The same pains and thoughts
And all along, over time
I believed it was only me

Talking to you once more
Made me feel like I reconnected
To one of my oldest friends
That I lost touch with, suddenly

But I know that all of the time
Was worth something
Like the years we spent apart
Helped me grow, personally

Loving someone else gave me perspective
It taught me so much about myself
It taught me about the heart
In all of its beautiful complexities

I didn't quite understand myself
The things I felt, the way I never
Could forget about everything
Even though I felt pathetically

You may know, you may not
Of the depths of my heart
Its layers and intricacies
Are sometimes even a mystery to me

I just know that I can't be dishonest
With myself of all people
It took a while for me to kind of be okay
But I can't pretend that you don't affect me in some kind of way
It's so weird to think that you may be even reading this
We can never go back,
but we can go on!

By Lady R.F ©2016
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