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April Jul 2014
They want me
All of me
But that's the tragedy
I'm in pieces


I am letting them in
slowly
not all at once

its like crawling
I'm so low
they can still step on me

I can't handle that

I need trust
I need love

they might laugh
they might plead

but
its the only way


until then
they'll have to accept me
even if I'm below
far from their reach
I think I like this one a lot.. maybe even love it i don't know. Thoughts anyone?
April Jul 2014
i don't want to talk no more
not a word
not a sound
figure me out
if you can

i don't think I'm worth it
not a hug
not a tear
you'll figure that out, you'll see

i don't want to be alone
but i am
but you want that to change
you'll figure out why I am, who I am
and why isolation was meant for me
selective mutism- is an anxiety disorder in which a person who is normally capable of speech does not speak in specific situations or to specific people *through so much therapy i found my voice again*
April Jul 2014
he wonders why she doesn't talk anymore
he doesn't understand

she wonders how he could be so oblivious
she doesn't understand how no one can see the pain

he wishes she would just say one word
he wants her to be okay

she wishes she never said anything at all
she just wants to be invisible

he waits
she waits

in the end its the teardrops and shaky hands
they say it all
and he realizes he couldn't be more invisible
and she realizes she couldn't be more in the spotlight

and that's why they say they were meant to be
April Jul 2014
I'm a stray
why don't they
pull me in an question
demand answers

i want to plea
tell them
everything
but their eyes
the way they go along with me

as if
it's okay to be this way

I don't understand
somehow
little by little the pain hurts less and less
but that never stops the tears streaking from my eyes

they still watch and nod
give me praise on my shoulders
but there not fixing the cracks
the ones lining my heart
April Jul 2014
we wait for the magic to flow
through our finger tips
to the paper below
we are artists in our game
our competitors
only come from within
what we choose
and what we don't
our inspiration
it's what makes us win
April Jul 2014
I crave you
you're the energy to my roots
and as I grow
I want you beside me

It all makes sense
until it doesn't

A down pour of a different kind
taunts me
I  crave no more
and you
you're hard to make out
when all I can see is tidal waves
menacing
ready to pull me under

and you approach me
gentle and calm
but it's too late
somewhere in the stormy weather
i realized
I don't need another drop of water
you're all the same
wow i just compared love to water
April Jul 2014
In the dark we don't see our problems
All we can do is feel them
Trickling
Making there way through us
And there's no light
No sunshine to dry our tears
Vanish our fears
No it's just us against the dark
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