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 Jul 2019
Lye
Acknowledge that hurting moment inside,
That hate for yourself that you can’t deny.
And know,
It will be over soon.
You will march into the light,
A graceful butterfly,
Emerging from your dark cocoon.
Into a future that is only brightened,
By each new day.
 Jan 2019
Ruheen
Black rose,
There's no hope.
The colors fade away.
All there's left is pain.

Black rose,
Let it go.
There's nothing else left.
Watch the flower melt.

Black rose,
Don't you know?
Don't be crying.
Create a silver lining.

I'd rather be dead,
Than stuck in my head.
Drained of color.
It can't get any duller.

Like a black rose,
I let it grow.
I let the darkness
Engulf me long ago.
...
 Jan 2019
Ruheen
I wish someone knew.
Knew how I felt.
I've gotten so good at lying about how I feel.
No one knows and it's so easy.
It's so easy becoming a person I know I'm not.
So easy letting people believe that I trust them.
They think I'm so happy.
I've tried telling them that I'm not,
But they don't believe me.
That's how good I am.
I wish someone could see
Me crying myself to sleep.
I wish they knew
That the person I write about
Is me.
I wish. For once I didn't have to try so hard when writing. I didn't even know what I was writing until I was finished.
 Jan 2019
mel
I try to sleep
I don't deserve it
I try to eat
I don't deserve it
I try to speak
I don't deserve it

I can see their pain
They don't deserve this
I did this to them
They don't deserve this

I watch the blade
I deserve this
I feel the pain
I deserve this

Pain is all I need
 Jan 2019
lovelywildflower
waking up with bruises and wounds
from battling these sleepless nights

 Jan 2019
BlueRosePoet
How
Am I supposed to tell you
I’m okay
When I’m not?

I don’t want
Your sympathy
It just makes me
Feel worse

The hole
That I fall into
Takes me
Into oblivion
d
   e
     e
       p
         e
           r

a
   n
     d

d
  e
      e
         p
            e
               r

Tears
Streak down
My blotchy
Ugly
Face

Can anybody
Ever
Help
Me?
Not all sunshine...
 Jan 2019
Ruheen
I used to be warm and bubbly

It was effortless

It's so much harder to be

Cold and empty

It takes so much time

So much effort

Yet I can't be anything else

Because cold and empty

Is what I am

And you can't change who you are
You can't. You are who you are. And I for one, hate change, though, I know I can't escape it.

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