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Jan 2014 · 1.0k
You should've protected me
aeb Jan 2014
The one who's
supposed to be
my hero

Is breaking me
tearing me apart
creating bruises
that won't fade
away

The one who's
supposed to
protect me

Is making me suffer
giving me looks
acting cold
makes me feel
like I'm worthless

a.e.b
Yeah thanks a lot dad
Jan 2014 · 884
Leaving
aeb Jan 2014
My life has been
tiring me

It ****** the life
that I still had
out of me

My limbs ache
my wrists are stained
my head hurts with
all these thoughts

Tick tock goes the clock
that will end this all
my life will soon be
no more

I will be gone
disappearing like
the sun and its clouds
when the night
takes over

a.e.b
Jan 2014 · 567
Crumbled paper
aeb Jan 2014
Crumbled paper
full of bruises
full of cuts
full of scratches

They've tried
mending the paper
back together

But when feet
crumble the paper
again

Over and over
again and again
don't expect it'll

* Heal again *

a.e.b
Jan 2014 · 618
Got my walls up
aeb Jan 2014
He observed me
nodding his head
and smiling

With every nod
my nervousness became
even worse

My eyes widened
when he walked
closer to me

Still observing
still staring into
my eyes

As he came closer
my walls came up
and I wouldn't let
them down

He stood in front of
me, smiling the brightest
smile I ever saw

But then, his smiling eyes
disappeared and they
got worry in return

He asked me
when are you going to
put those walls down?

I answered
until the world doesn't
hurt me anymore

a.e.b
Jan 2014 · 603
Pretty little lady
aeb Jan 2014
Pretty little lady
why can't you see
how beautiful you
really are to me

Pretty little lady
how come
those tears never
fade away?

Pretty little lady
i know you feel down
but baby you'll see
all these things
will once be memories
of what used to be

Pretty little lady
you intrigue so many
including me
just by being who
you are

Pretty little lady
don't you know
i'm always going
to stay

a.e.b
Jan 2014 · 645
Miss missing you
aeb Jan 2014
Its 5 in the
morning

And its probably
7 in the evening

Where you are
where i'm not

I miss your arms
i miss them around me

I miss our playfights
or how we'd talk for
hours after hours

I miss your scent
in my clothes

I miss your lame jokes
those knock knock ones

But most of all
i miss you
Jan 2014 · 512
You
aeb Jan 2014
You
I like
how we match

Our personalities
are exactly the same
yet so different

I like
how your laugh
lights up my world

Your beauty
is surreal to me

You're everything
i want
i need
i love

a.e.b
Jan 2014 · 426
Scars
aeb Jan 2014
If you knew me
actually knew me
you’d already figured
I'm not doing well

That I'm trying to
hold back the tears

From the moment
I wake up
till the moment
I go to sleep

And if you cared
about me
you would’ve already
seen the scars

That I so desperately
try to hide

From you

{a e b}
Jan 2014 · 419
Sadness
aeb Jan 2014
I can't say
that I wont be
sad anymore

Because it's not
an often feeling
like it used to be

It became a
constant feeling
and it's kinda
comfortable

Sadness came
to me
and I let it in
but now it wont
go and leave me

a.e.b
My own once again, I dont know, I guess I like sad ones
Jan 2014 · 4.9k
Acting
aeb Jan 2014
Little perfect girl
standing in front of
you lot

Acting, performing
a bubbly act

Smiling, laughing
making jokes

Her performance
is so believable

So good
just breath-taking

But here's one thing
she's not on stage.
Jan 2014 · 441
Lights
aeb Jan 2014
Strange isn't it?
how the brightest light
dims so easily

It happens so quickly
so fast you won't even
notice it

The lights in her eyes
are out and won't return

Because demons broke her
they took her spark

To feed themselves
to be prettier, happier, better

That's why

a.e.b
I'm proud even tho it's a sad poem, depressive poem,
Jan 2014 · 9.9k
Worthless
aeb Jan 2014
My thoughts are killing me
my dreams are haunting me

My body is covered
with hundreds of scars

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My eyes are liars
and so is my mouth

My body disgusts me
and I'm repulsive to myself

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My demons are coming for me

a.e.b
Made this myself, and I'm very proud of it.

— The End —