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 May 2014 Mostly numb
no one
i painted my nails so i would feel pretty
but it didn't really work
what a shame, such a pity



-k.l.
 May 2014 Mostly numb
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you made me this way.
you made perfect guidelines
of the way you wanted me to be.

here i am dad,
high on pills, gun
loaded. your footprint
fits perfectly around
my shoe.

mom said i was always
a daddy's boy.
this is it, i'll see you soon you ****.
 May 2014 Mostly numb
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i'll put stamps on my body
and sit near the mailbox
but nobody will ever read
anything i've carelessly etched
underneath my skin
if you say a certain set of words
over and over
it begins to sound more powerful
and with each resounding echo
maybe you will actually believe me
i don't care about anything at all
i don't care about anything at all
*i don't care about anything at all
 May 2014 Mostly numb
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i'm sorry that i want to die sometimes
because life is beautiful and i realize that
did you know
i wrote a poem about our fingers intertwined
before we've even met
well now
the only things that rest in my hand
are made of fleeting self destruction
while my vessels sleep in silence
quick
break any chandelier you might see
because your bones are similar to art
tired glass friend
we both lay sharp and deadly
on the dark wooden floor
so it only makes sense
if you cancel your plans
 May 2014 Mostly numb
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you sought, you pondered through ideas, thoughts
of life and death
you scribbled them out
with harsh lines and heavy ink
you began to see the big picture
and your eyes of realization
should have been of those
in movies
with a loud applause
 May 2014 Mostly numb
amrutha
Numb
 May 2014 Mostly numb
amrutha
I held you tight for too long
And now, you are numb to my touch.
Don’t let me hear the silence that comes without company.
anticipating at least one note. one beat, but it never comes.

i was mistaken, i was under the assumption that silence travels alone but alas it brings a friend. it brings my thoughts. so desolate, so desperate and eager to feed.
They will eat me alive
they will devour any hope that i have had for a better life
they will deconstruct my atoms and reconstruct my very manner so that my being is unintelligible.
i will become A monster

I try not to let my thoughts
Linger for too long in fear that they may close in on me.
for i am my strongest predator
in this jungle. I try
Not to think about
The nonexistent possibilities.
the things i imagine to keep myself sane.
I know we will never be. So I
Know I never see the daylight
And have you also lying right
Next to me.

The words “you’re beautiful”
grande jete off of your lips and into my point of view. I flash a modest smile just to please you. But deep down I know that was
Just one incredible lie.
I’m dying to know the truth.
“Am I really beautiful?”
My answer to myself is no
I am nothing.
a lesson on self hatred portrayed through almost loves
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