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 Aug 2017 lex
Viany
Hmmm...
 Aug 2017 lex
Viany
I hope you love her & not the idea...of...her
 Aug 2017 lex
Brooke P
I thought it was love
You kicked a hole in my door
Or was it my heart?
 Aug 2017 lex
Jay
Constellations
 Aug 2017 lex
Jay
Oh wow
You're like a summer breeze
         nonexistent
hot
dry
vivid
    I can't look at you
you burn brighter
I hide inside
to stay cool
cold
buried
Arizona sunrise
Alaskan sunset
Stars dance
painfully distant
too close
  Pools form in your eyes
galaxies
  
I swim in the empty spaces
 Aug 2017 lex
Jade
Anxiety
 Aug 2017 lex
Jade
I'm a prisoner in my own mind

It tells me that I'm a nobody and that I'm just letting my life go to waste.

I will stand here and feel sorry for myself, knowing that every day that goes by I'm one day closer to dying without doing anything special in my life.

It's a daily reminder that I'm running out of time to do what I really want to do with my life.

These are the thoughts that keep me up at night,  they are the thoughts that make me realize sometimes I'm not okay and honestly it's okay not to be okay.

I'm just tired of pretending and living a life full of lies.

Cause on the outside everything seems calm but in my mind it is full of loud and anxious thoughts telling me that I'm not good enough.

It's an endless battle between my  life and my mind, and it's time to admit that I'm scared I'm going to lose this war.

Anxiety never stops eating you alive, and it will make you believe that every little piece of anxiousness or sadness that you get is your fault.
 Aug 2017 lex
Jade
No Hope
 Aug 2017 lex
Jade
I don't want to feel hopeless

and I always told myself I never will be

But then you noticed me

and all of a sudden

I didn't believe in hope.
 Aug 2017 lex
Nienke
Ouch
 Aug 2017 lex
Nienke
in the depth of the night
i awake
my head hurts like my heart
am i betrayed
are there lies left to say

you find me upside down
knifethrower
put a knife in my core
need to discover
it doesn't matter anymore

it's only me now
face the emotional loneliness
be close to yourself
they say
and nothing less
 Aug 2017 lex
Wordfreak
She was the first to read it all.
The sprouts peeked through the dirt.
She watered them with wonder.
My masterpieces shot up, a testament to her.
But now she's gone.

You know, inspiration is in short supply.
I'm addicted, have been since we first talked.
Now my source has disappeared.
My metaphors seem strained.
And the pen seems foreign on my fingertips

Where are you?
Have you given up?
Given in to this world we used to laugh at?
Or are you still waiting...
For your angel with a shotgun?
#You #TakeThePainAway #HelpMe
#TellMeHowToFeel
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