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Oct 2015 ahmo

Gone

Oct 2015 ahmo

Antoinette G

Gone

Gone are the dreams of my past
The little girl who wanted her daddy back
Gone are the star wishes of years past
That little girl stopped wishing on stars
and started to work for her dreams
Gone are the little oink bows
The little girl threw those away years ago
Gone is the innocence of a child
That girl died years ago
Gone was her view that she was pretty
The little girls thoughts stopped years ago
Gone never to return
Gone because they were slowly stolen from her
Gone is her past
Gone is her future
It's all just gone

Oct 2015 ahmo

Threadbare

Oct 2015 ahmo

Curtis Whitecarroll

Threadbare

love is too small
of a word,
I fill my tongue with
a billion versions of that word,

to try wrapping kite string
around the sun , no bits of sound
will do justice to the tiny earthquakes

that run through my body when I see your face or
think your name

#love #obsession #marriage

Oct 2015 ahmo

Untitled

Oct 2015 ahmo

Jellyfish

Untitled

I will remember how you kissed me*
is just a line from a song that I've
been listening to for hours wondering
if you've been listening too I wish you
wouldn't have made me miss you like
this- it's not normal for me to want to
be wanted and looked at like I matter
to someone..

#love #words #longing #song #miss #lines #matter

Oct 2015 ahmo

bookworm

Oct 2015 ahmo

flustered

bookworm

i didn't mind getting
paper cuts
for he was
my favorite book

am i the only one leaving cracks in your spine?

#love #sad #hurt #book #read

Oct 2015 ahmo

Defeated

Oct 2015 ahmo

penn

Defeated

Some days I'm emotionally unstable
Occassionally putting my problems on the table
Needing a friend to see how I'm treated
In my lonesomeness and depression I feel so defeated
Once having brilliant brown eyes
Now turning red as they dry
Risking my own feelings to the dangers
A pain filled and broken heart is no stranger
In my silence I will cry
Never wanting to hurt you or say goodbye...

Oct 2015 ahmo

The Treading Heart

Oct 2015 ahmo

Leanna Miller

The Treading Heart

Oh, the strides of my soles so tired and weary. I remember the days so young and cheery. Love was anew and my heart did glow. It was the only thing I wanted to know.

Today looking back my heart is now cold, the one I love hurt me so bold.

I'm only a road of rocks that are broken, the one that's treaded along unspoken.

The path could be made to be so smooth, if only his crass heart would move.

#broken #unrequited #weary