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 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
effaced
i will always love you
but im so tired of mourning you
like your dead
so im doing it,
this time im doing it for me
not because i believe that you will
be happier if i move on
but
because i know that i'll be happier
if i move on...
im sorry,
but i cant do this anymore
Love, its been a year
and sadly,
its so clear that you feel nothing for me
so
this
is
goodbye
to us
as a couple
and hello to
our friendship
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
effaced
'how are you?'

'well, right now, im actually dying...'

'What do you have?'*

'It's not what i have, it's what i don't.'
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
effaced
everyone says that you don't actually need your boyfriend, you just want him.
but i do, i need him.
and tell that to the old woman whose husband just died and she loved her whole life.
and when they pronounce her dead and they say it was 'broken-heart-syndrome' tell her family that the doctors were wrong, that no one can die from an emotionally induced heart break .
i dare you. tell them.
and if you wouldnt tell that old woman, why would you tell me that?
and when i ask you that, don't tell me that its different because its not.
because i love him, just as much as that old woman loved her husband.
and just because she was born in a different time, that their generation was completely different.
and don't tell me that everything will be fine, because it won't.
i won't ever be able to forget him, like i've been able to forget the others from before.
don't tell me it's just a want.
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
kaden
You see all beauty  in everything except yourself,

But babe, you've got some looks that could **** oneself.

Don't look at the sun, as it is so bright; just look at my eyes

& count all the stars that align in the skies

I know you like your girls bitter like *****, but why?

You can  tell me, please... Just

*don't

say

goodbye.
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
kaden
He has a soul almost as big as his heart
And it's not easy to tear apart

That knife going down his spine makes him shiver
Holding back tears but they flow like a river

He's 6 feet under but nobody knows
3 years later but they haven't stopped the show

They say rain always comes and goes
But sunshine hasn't came, it never arose

Dig him up, found out that he's dead
Never even had a chance to rest peacefully on his bed

The sun is out but it's still a cloudy day,
They pray to God, but he'll never be okay
People call me stupid,
And that I never learn,
But if that was  true,
I wouldn't feel so right,
Having you to call mine,
So,
Lets not put me down,
When I am Finally happy.
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
effaced
What do you say when you
Are with people? You say you
Want to be alone. What do you say
When you are alone? You say you
Want to be with people.

I'll tell you why that is. It's because
You are never alone. Your thoughts
Are always there. Sometimes you
May welcome them, but other times
They scare you.

You remember things that you don't
Want to. The less you want them there,
The more they stay. They torture you.
They infect your mind like a disease.
The more you tell them to go away,
The more they defy you.

They come in all forms. They're words,
Or they're pictures, maybe moving pictures.
The only sure-fire way to stop this virus, is
To leak a new one. This one must be pleasant.
Just like Peter Pan, you must think happy thoughts.
I DO NOT OWN THIS POEM
all rights to Alex Gross
There is a girl in the front of my class,
Who I swear I've never seen,
Do anything but laugh,

She's tall and she's smart,
Beautiful and strong,
And when someone's down,
She tried to fix what is wrong,

How does someone so perfect,
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns,
And still want to hurt more,

How does someone so loving,
Learn to hate her own guts,
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade,

As if her mind isn't dark enough,
There is a girl in the front of my class,
Who's eyes are glazed over,
Like newly cut glass,
The ghost of a smile,
Hints her face,

And she laughs as they tell her,
'Who's on first base'
How does someone so perfect,
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns,

And still want to hurt more,
How does someone so loving,
Learn to hate her own guts,
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade,

As if her mind isn't dark enough,
There is a girl in the front of my class,
Who's so sad you find it rare,
To see her smile or laugh,
Her friends tell her jokes,
Like that one guy,
But all she does is close her eyes,
And enter her mind,

How does someone so perfect,
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns,
And still want to hurt more,
How does someone so loving,
Learn to hate her own guts,

Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade,
As if her mind isn't dark enough,
For her imperfections..
 Mar 2015 EmptySadness
Arabella
It's distance that shows you
Whether your loved one will stick around
It's distance that will prove
Their love to you.
Will you wait for me,
Stick around,
And continue loving me?
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