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 Sep 2017
Grace Darling
sometimes i feel too much
sometimes i feel too little
i wish i could stay in that happy place
that lies right in the middle

when i feel too much
it's a torrent of emotion
a downpour of epic proportion
and i pray for it to end

yet when it does i don't feel enough
i'm numb, frozen, depressed.
I then pray for this to end
and i'd do anything to feel again

so i'm stuck in this happy limbo
never feeling quite right
like goldilocks in the three bear's house
i can't sleep at night
 Sep 2017
Ben
She's different.
She gave a different vibe.
It wasn't even close to going straight between the thighs.
I'm interested, now I know she is too.
Took many nights for this full moon.
If this works I honestly don't know what I'll do with myself. I'll be so happy I probably won't be able to contain myself.
And that will be all for you.
Not your body, money, or physical can do.
But your mind that's what has me so interested in you.
We are similar in many ways and that's the crazy thing.
I was 100% certain I was the only one going through that pain.
Well you've been hurt and it seems like it hurt your past too.
They say hurt people hurt people but what happens when two hurt people mend together to renew.
Hoping that we grow into one person would be cool.
But if it so happens that we just patch up ourselves that will suffice too.
I know this is going to mean a whole lot to you. I really hope you like reading my feelings too.
I like the praise as selfish as that seems but acceptance from people is what fuels me.
You're absolutely great in every single aspect. Your mind is intriguing and you're extremely beautiful too.
 Sep 2017
sadgirl
dear depression,
you were the girl next door,
everything i was curious and scared of
and when you struck me,
it was more shocking than if you came up behind
me and kissed me on the lips

dear depression,
you were my best friend
for so long, my only friend
and when i was going to sleep
you talked to me,
told me i wasn't good enough
but your voice
was better than no voice

dear depression,
you pushed me to the edge
and i nearly tumbled off
but at the end of the day
i am still breathing

dear depression,
you pushed me over,
and i fell
but as i fell,
you whispered in my ear
*write

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