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Sara Leal Oct 2015
"Humans can't survive alone"
I listened to that words.
I feel the pain of knowing that it's true.
I feel everything,
I would like not to.
I would like to lose feelings.
I would like to not be alive.
"I like to be alone"
"It's better to be alone"
I repeat,
Again and again in my head,
As I feel lonely,
Isolated.
"I don't need anyone"
"I can do things on my own"
I scream once again.
I tremble.
I try to calm myself.
"Calm down, everything it's going to be okay"
"It's better this way"
I talk to myself.
I embrace myself.
I can't breath.
I can't stop crying.
"Stop being stupid"
"You can do this"
These are the voices in my head.
Or it's my conscience talking to me?
I lost my reason.
I don't know anymore.
They talk,
I scream.
"I want to be alone"
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Sara Leal Oct 2015
"Are you drunk?"
"No."
I ask another glass of that thing I don't even remember the name now.
"You're drunk."
"No."
My head starts hurting,
But not more than my heart.
I couldn't stop the question.
"Why did you dump me?"
You glared at me,
Silent.
"I will take you home, c'mon."
"No."
You try to take my arm again.
"You're drunk, just admit it."
"No."
I couldn't even see you well now.
I couldn't see the eyes that made my heart beat so fast so many times before this.
"Okay then I quit."
And you did,
You walked away.
But you already had quit before this anyway.
That's why I'm here drinking alcohol,
To gather some courage to punch you while I can.
Well, maybe alcohol it's not enough.
Or I'm not drunk enough.
Yeah, maybe that's it.
*I was never drunk enough with you.
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Sara Leal Oct 2015
I don't understand myself at all.
I don't know what love is anymore.
I lost notion of time.
I can't find myself in your words.
I don't know what to do,
What to think.
I don't know who I love anymore,
Or who I should love.
What it's love after all?
Just an empty word?
Just a lie?
Just a feeling?
Or is it a person?
A person you care about?
A person you want to be with?
A person you can't forget?
A person who makes your heart pound like crazy?
Like your heart is being stolen by that person?
It's that what love is?
Could it be what I feel love?
How can I even answer myself?
What's the best for me?
What's the best for him?
How should I think like?
Who am I?
Who is he?
Does he know how I feel?
Does he feel the same way?
Is this complicated to be in love?
I guess, it is.
But it's still beautiful anyway.
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Sara Leal Sep 2015
I want to.
I really want to.
But I can't,
I can't get you out of my head.
And that's frustrating,
That simply freaks me out.
Because my thoughts are all about you,
You,
You,
And you.
And that makes me sick.
I don't like it,
I don't like how you have so much power in me.
But I can't.
I tried.
But I can't.
I can't get you out of my head.
My brain can't forget something that still has a place in my heart.
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Sara Leal Sep 2015
My words,
Have a lot more to say than you think.
My poems,
Have hidden feelings in them.
My outside,
It's not all that I have.
I have a inside too.
And every word,
Every poem of mine,
Is the same as I.
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Sara Leal Sep 2015
Me,
You.
You,
Me.
**... never us...
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Sara Leal Sep 2015
My hands tremble,
As I see you.
Love?
Fear?
No.
I tremble* because I know you are the same as I.
A demon on earth.
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