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 Oct 2018
lovelywildflower
despite every word you say to me, i am still so afraid of losing you
 Oct 2018
Camellia-Japonica
Every colour has a melody
Every song has a hue
Every kiss has a story
Every scar is true

A soldiers strength
A lovers tenderness
A mothers love
All warriors true

All endings had beginnings
All beginnings will end
All starters will finish
All rainbows will bend

Every love will taste hate
Every hate will love taint
Every tear will see a smile
Every smile will feel great

Every colour has a melody
Every stranger is a reminder
That you paint your own pictures
And kiss them with colour.
© JLB
07/08/2018
20:18 BST
 Oct 2018
Abigail Ann
It’s okay to have scars
It means you have lived,
You have loved,
You have tried.
 Oct 2018
Blind Aesthetic
It's hard to say what I want to say
When the question I want you to ask
Is on the tip of my tongue
 Oct 2018
English Jam
The beach smells of tranquillity and salty sea air
The rhythm of the waves gently caresses my skin
The horizon seems elusive, a dream always chased
Yet night foreshadows traumas waiting to be let in

Oh where do I begin?

I love you
I don't wanna be scared of you
I'm waiting in the shoreline
Please don't run away this time


I'm scared of silent reflections, solemn and reclusive
I float futher from myself with each passing day
I have a note addressed to myself taped to a mirror
I'm scared of reading it aloud and being lead astray

And I have to accept that it's okay

"I love you
I don't wanna be scared of you
I'm waiting in the shoreline
Please don't run away this time"


Seashells coated in sand tickle the edge of my ear
The fog carried on the wind sends chills deep inside
The sun will always be there to break the duskiness
Daunting across the sky and waking up the tide

And the breeze slowly sighed

Please don't run away,
       don't run away from me
Please don't run away,
         don't run away from help
Please don't run away,
             don't run away from the sea
Please don't run away,
                don't run away from yourself


Angel wings take me further than I've ever gone before
 Oct 2018
lovelywildflower
you hurt me and i said sorry
you ran away without a word
 Oct 2018
Bree
What if
every time we were on the verge of tears
ready to cry
ready to breakdown
ready to give up
ready to shut the world out

...what if we smiled at a stranger instead,
they might be feeling the same way.
 Oct 2018
julianna
It was a color that I’ve never seen before
I knew that it existed, but not like this
It was an attraction that you couldn’t miss
Because our mouths met and we literally kissed
I’m glad that I felt it in my dreams, atleast
Because I can open my eyes and try to see it in real life
 Oct 2018
Emmanuel Coker
Some days like today,
I feel weak, everything seems bleak,
And a voice inside me begins to say,
The dead ones are free.

Some days like today,
I feel like I've been cheated,
Off of the life I really wanted to live.
I cheated myself and I can't live with the consequences…
So the voice inside me begins to say,
The dead ones are free.

Some days like today,
I need help but I'm scared to admit,
I'm not suicidal, don't put me on trial,
Maybe if you can sit and listen,
Maybe you'd hear the voice inside me beginning to say…
The dead ones are free.
The dead ones are free.
The dead ones are free.
The dead ones are free.
And they want us to just see.
 Oct 2018
Gordon Chai
I’m a dreamer.
Call me a daydreamer if you must:
with my eyes open, mouth shut
got my legs, I’m following.
I do not lurch for I will be cuffed!
I’m not dreaming...
I prefer the gray.
I don’t want to choose between dark and light.
I like it that way.
No one can tell me if I feel alright.

I prefer the gray.
It can be whatever I want it to.
I like it that way.
Why pick joy or pain when both can be true?

I prefer the gray.
An aching heart can have a smiling face.
I like it that way.
Why must my emotions have their own place?

I prefer the gray.
What you think I mean is for me to know.
I like it that way.
When the words confound you just let them go.
Blogging at www.insightshurt.com
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 Oct 2018
Ashley Jerome
She's gone
She's gone too far deep that
No one can save her
All you see left
is
A shell of the independent girl
that is now scarred with
invisible and visible
batte scars
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