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 Aug 2016
PrttyBrd
It's been far too long
Since I heard your smile
Or felt beautiful reflected in your eyes

The warmth of your skin
Is a vibrant memory
That tucks me in at night

It's the only reason
I bother trying to sleep

Memories taste sour
When waking
From the reality of dreams

The universe is cruel
While love is kind,
Or perhaps that's backwards

Maybe...
It's just been far too long
Since I heard your smile
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 Jul 2016
PrttyBrd
I'm lost
Floating without purpose
Living lifeless
Away from love
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10w
 Jun 2016
PrttyBrd
Little boy
Little boy
Come let me be your friend

Little girl
Little girl
I do not play pretend

Little boy
Bathed in light
It is not a game to me

Little girl
In the shadows
I am not what you think you see

Little boy
I see* You
Not what you show the world

But I know you
From eons past
You are not a little girl

I am
What you make of me
Sweet angel in the sun


You will
Be the death of me
As it has since begun

Your smile
Is my very breath
Sweet gray-eyed boy of mine


And your love
Is worthy of my soul
I'm yours through all of time

Then how, pray tell,
Could I lay to rest
The purest form of light


By holding you
Sweet love of mine
You blacken all that's bright

Brighten my shadows
With your love
I promise I will learn


I will not change
The you I love
I'd rather lose a turn

A turn at what
I cannot see
I do not play this game


I'll find you
In the next life of ours
As it is all the same
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 Jun 2016
L T Winter
I've been licking sandpaper,
-Again scraping away
The disease.
I let you carry,

There were only icicle covered
Cannibals; bearing hearts of lead.

My anchor to it is gone--

I think-
I think.

-I killed it for fear,
And now I'm sugarcoating-
Poisons, giving cysts.

To lesser parts of me.
Help me--

I would ask the husk of my heart.
Unabletofeel.
 May 2016
allison
Texts I never sent once you left me, again*

1. Nothing feels as comforting as your arms around me.  I remember feeling weightless with you.  Now, my body is constantly strained from carrying my broken heart.  It's so heavy.  I'm so ******* heavy...I'm sorry you're heavy too.

2. I'm not happy with what I've done or who I have become while loving you. I'm sorry for being so hazy

3. Last year, I made a promise to myself to only surround myself with positive people.  Coincidentally, I met you shortly after.  We grew attached at the hip, always together. Your antics rubbed off on me, along with your enthusiasm. I've been isolating myself since you left.  I broke that promise to myself- when I needed to keep it most

4. You shouldn't have to justify why you fell out of love. I'm sorry for begging you to

5.  My grandmother told me I would have my heart broken before I found the one, but if I was lucky, the same person would repair the damages he had caused.  I was heart broken the first time you left, but you came back.  Why aren't you coming back now?

6. I'm heavy again, I'm sure you are free by now

7.  People tell me my sadness is pretty, that the words spewing from my heart are divine, but my words were never enough to make you stay

8.  I want you here. I want you to kiss the marks I created when I didn't want to wake up.

9.  I miss you eminently and sometimes I can't feel my body.  Please don't tell me you understand or that I'll be okay.  You aren't ******* listening

10.  I woke up choking your name

11.  Every single time you promised to stay- you should have clarified that you meant as a memory

12.  I've been splitting my veins like glow sticks in hopes of seeing new light

13.  I'm ******* tired of all the metaphors, why can't it all just be about you again

14.  Poe encountered a raven, while I encountered you.  Somehow we both went mad

15.  goodnight
 May 2016
allison
What happens post heartbreak

1) Your boss doesn't care.  Go to work.  Crying in the bathroom is fine, but not in front of anyone.  Keeping busy helps immensely and works wonders for your mind.

2) Your best friends aren't there for you like you are for them.  They'll leave you crying so they can see other friends.  

3) You're going to shake profusely.  Rock yourself to sleep.  Go to bed holding yourself and you'll wake up the same way.  For a second, you'll still think it's him.  

4) Your foot will tap all day at work, while your hands remain glued to your phone, just in case.  

5) You cannot keep calling him your boyfriend or mistake this from a break, unless that's directly what was said.  It'll take time to claim you are single again, but denying your love has ended only prolongs the pain.

6) Your nails will bleed from all of the nervous biting.  Your lips probably will too.  You'll have scratches on your body from grabbing yourself so hard pretending to be him.  You have to stop tearing yourself apart.

7) Once you get home from work, cry.  Cry all night and let it out.

8) Repeat.
 May 2016
PrttyBrd
Unable to breathe
My heart, in a state of panic
My soul, half joy/ half pain
With the darkness a true void
And the light, divine
So twisted in two
That breaking is imminent
Which survives
Darkness...
Or
Divinity
For to live as two
Is not living
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 May 2016
PrttyBrd
It's a struggle
To exist
With only
Half
A soul
10w
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 Apr 2016
PrttyBrd
Weeping turtles
On angels' wings
Electric harps
And choir sings
Traveling time
Remembering
As an era
Comes to close

French chabot
In fruited hues
Revving engines
With horses used
Nothing that
Compares 2 U
And songs
We'll never know

From pain
Was born a troubadour
Pushing limits
Breaking doors
Supernova
Evermore
Songs with
Silent lines

A legend lost
Within the mist
Of mewling souls
Interminus
Taking time
To reminisce
The party ends
In nines
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 Mar 2016
John Ashton Upston
Can't. Won't. Will not.
I see you there. My weakness.
You aren't always there. You pick
And You choose.
Heart bump. Instagram. Dread.
Same old game. Can't grow up. Can not move on. You're always there. Waiting.
Apathy. Desire. Fear. Loathing.
A cycle of reincarnation. An atheist Buddha. The same life. Feeling new by it's blistening intensity. Just raw.
Festering and sterile.
I do blame You. For everything. But I won't walk away from You. Depression is obsession.  I'm consumed by You.
Cold. Can't see. Can't think. Blood moving eerily. Playing Axis and allies. Can't speak.
You hit me the morning after. I don't like myself. I'm late for work. Again. I dissapointed my Father. Again. I Made bad decisions. Again. Even this sick soliloquy, is  no therapy for me anymore. You watch me. You'll stay for a while. Your face is painfully expressionless. Your eyes dull. You'll be back again. Like the cold winds and goosebumps. One leading to another. Fading, for only a while. If I make it this time I'll see you on the other side.
And if not, at least I'll, go in the light. Even if hell fire is all I right.
Maybe You'll be there waiting. And you won't ever go. I'd miss you. I'd miss you so.
 Feb 2016
L T Winter
She'd been dressing-empty-tears
-Again.
And the chalice we
Shared as friends,

Now Shivers as
She eats bramble dishes
I express to noone forlorn
Memories applauding to echoes
Collapsing--

'Empty everlasting rooms.'

She's weeping upon her pillows
While the wardrobe creeps outside
To visit meadows; trees
From wence it came.

I'm digit-ally connected to nothing
Except my duvet whose keeper of secrets
And my phone which never rings-

Except to greet the winds, as all things wither without--

To dust.
 Feb 2016
Pixievic
That screaming banshee
That lives inside
Forever taunting
Feasting on insecurity
Devouring the good
Promoting the bad

Self blaming

The you're worthless voice
You'll amount to nothing
Who the hell told you you could do it anyway
You are I N S I G N I F I C A N T
Just a waste of space

The you deserve this voice
Take yourself away
Make room for the people who really matter
Where is your warrior now?
She has deserted you too
She was never really your ally......

Pull the pin

Just do it .......  

P  u  l l   T h e   P  i  n

Tick, tick, tick......

Wait!
A whisper
Heard like a faint echo
From across the desert
Breathing, pulsating, awake

Walk away from the cliff edge
Eyes open
To truly see
The monsters that live inside
Weeping
Let it out
Find it within
It's there
Hiding
Give it
Life
Love
And
Just be


(C) Pixievic 2016
I had a bad day yesterday!! But thanks to a few good people whose whisper  I heard, I came back from the edge - I thank you **❤️❤️
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