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Brigette Beck Feb 2016
Life was simple and clean
Nothing at all was dim.
I would carry out my days with peace.
But then I met him.

My world was upheaved
When I met the other side of me
Sleeping a peaceful sleep,
But threatening my right to be

“I am me. Nobody else,” I once said
Well I guess that was a lie
Because now I'm looking up at him:
I was never whole, even though I tried.

Only one of us can carry on
And I'm fighting till the end
But I know that the world waits for him,
Not me. Only he can mend.

This world wasn't made for me
But it was made for my other side
I have to give him his stolen memories
And release his hidden pride.

So now on the edge of life and death
I look at him and think about what I went through.
“You're lucky,” I say, tears streaming down my face.
“Looks like it really has to be you.”
Kingdom Hearts, anyone?
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
It
Is my
Darkness that
I can't defeat.
All that I can do
Is kick and scream and try
To survive. The darkness has
Taken shape as this monster with
My eyes, except it reflects sorrow
And everything I fear most in this world.
Have a good day, whoever reads this :)
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
Some people may say
that the future is already written.
But I think it might surprise you.
You never know the secrets of another’s heart
So you can't know the future.
Put up a good enough fight
And destiny will fall to pieces
Line up those pieces
In a different way
And rework the threads of destiny.
Our one destiny can be changed
And you never know what could happen
Yay, hopeful poem, even though it's awful. Whatever though
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
You
All I know in this moment
Is that I love you.
I love everything about you
From the way you smile
To the way you look at me.
But I also love all your flaws
All your imperfections.
And I know that I love you
against reason
Against judgment
Against everything I've ever known
But that is all I know now:
I love you
And I can't say it enough
Which is why I need you here
With me
So I can tell you again and again
That I love you.
I don't know why I'm publishing this one because it's really a personal one, but I don't know, for the people who see it, have a good day and thanks for reading this.
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
Why didn't I take the chances I got?
Why am I such a coward?
I could've confessed.
I could've told you
But I didn't.
I'm a coward
And now I'm paying the price.
My heart aches for you
And you're all I can think of
Because I didn't tell you
And now I'm paying the price.
Idk I'm so tired
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
There comes a time,
A moment
When you fall back
And realize
That you've changed.
You realize that you're
Different from who you used to be.
Once you were happy,
Certain of your future,
Real
And now you're past the point of no return
Where nothing is real
And you're constantly in pain
And you can't remember
Who you used to be
Or who you once wanted to be.
You've changed
And there's nothing you can do about it
Brigette Beck Feb 2016
I don't think you understand
I feel nothing
and I can't do anything about it
I simply feel nothing
the way I see the world
is so ******* up
I can't touch anything
all I hear is white noise
the world is two dimensional
and meaningless
and unreal
and I don't think you understand
what this is
who this makes me
how my emotions aren't mine
how I can't comprehend a single word
and I can't control a word
that comes out of my mouth
this, this is what I am
I'm a monster in the making
Ugh I'm on a church retreat right now and all I wanted to do was post a poem the whole time.
But to be serious, I suffer from de realization or possibly depersonalization, which are both dissociative disorders, but derealization is characterized by spacing out and felling disconnected from the body. While this may not sound awful, it affects my day to day life in more ways than you could imagine. I'm not trying to complain, but I know I need help but I dont want to tell anyone. I need help but I can't get it. So anyway, that's what this poem is about
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