I came home to you one day,
Your things all packed
like you were going away

"Change of plans?" I asked.

"Change of heart."

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Forgotten.

Fallen.

As you slowly pass through my mind.

Wondering.

Wishing.

You're so cold.

So empty.

Forgive you?

How could I?

It's so important to forget.

Dreaming of a place.

You used to take me.

To do your ***** deeds.

I can't forget.

I'm sure you can.

Always when you're drunk or high.


I'm slowly drowning.

In my own pool of sorrows.


Forget me..

As I slowly pass through your mind.

I want my words to be beautiful.
Beautiful like yours.
I want to see ordinary things,
Find the magic in them,
And put the magic on a page, for everyone to understand.

I want to have a way with words.
I want every poem of mine
To become a masterpiece.
Just like yours.

I am not broken.

But you are.

You see the world through pain,
And pain makes the colors brighter.
It makes the value of feelings
Climb higher.

Sometimes I wonder
If I should be broken like you
If I want my words to resonate
Like yours.

Sometimes I wonder,
If it will be truly worth it
In the end.

I wonder what it will be like,
To cut myself up to pour out the beauty inside me.

Just like you.

I imagine that you
Raise the blade
Slice your feelings open
And write your masterpiece
In red.

she replaces her tears with laughs
awakens at night to avoid nightmares and the judgeful eyes of loved ones
she drinks away her confusions
smokes her way out of frustrations
injects affection into her heart of lust
feeds her mind with vindictive thoughts

she watched his love turn to doubt through her bloodshot eyes
and so,
she laughed to replace her eyes that didn't work
she laughed so hard until her stomach hurt