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You ask me my goals
So you can steal my dreams
You tell me to listen
As you crush my soul
You make me wait
For the day I die,
The day I break.
To prove to me
That I am weak and soft,
Alone forever
In this cruel world
she
i couldn't tell you where
but she was surfing on her own
salty water in her hair
and a ribcage full of stone
the lit cigarette was smothered by the sand as the rains came in
Sitting here sitting alone
the loneliness grows long
you got a secret, and you left me
this night...

How do I cry?

My eyes still rove over my sicken heart
vanishing amide the wild scenery of life
the light was yet there
a constant sight grew in the background .....

Oh I want to cry.....

Shining dim, but constant in the rain
drips with a sounding bound
where the dry soul breath goes dry
follows by the dusky hill ....

Please let me cry....

It doesn't matter, the truth be told
my night was wretched, tried hiding
but the pain followed me wherever I sit
wetting me afresh on my skin.....

How do I cry?
I wrote this poem a year ago..
1. Worrying about that smart girl flirting with you, or the pretty girl dancing with you, worrying you would never like me more than them.

2. Thinking I'd never be smart, pretty, or flirty enough for you.

3. Knowing you just don't care about me, no matter how much I care about you.

4. Being so happy that I can't imagine sadness because nobody ever makes my heart glow like you do.

5. Heart-break, not because you did anything, but because I realized I was an idiot.

6. Falling for someone but still winding my heart up on you.

7. Humiliation, for breaking my trust the way you broke everything else.

8. Realizing I was wrong, for not listening to what everyone else told me about you.

9. Wondering how so much could have been different if nothing had happened with us.

10. Questioning if I'd ever redo or change something that happened with us, from the joyful memories to the tears.

11*. Falling in love with you and knowing I'd lost myself forever.
 May 2015 HaleyBoo
L
I ache for the ocean
I long for the sea

I desire for the coast
the shore
the sand
I crave for the tide
the current
the rip

I ache for the ocean
I long for the sea

I yearn for the reef
the deep
the bed
I hunger for the swim
the surf
the dive

I ache for the ocean
I long for the sea

I bleed
I breathe
I live
for the waters
the horizon can see.
 May 2015 HaleyBoo
LycanTheThrope
Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
A numb feeling is set in place,
Unremovable, and too deep to find.
I let the shadows swallow me,
So alone is all I know,
My hidden face from the world,
Too selfless to let it show.
But through the muted darkness,
I see him fall and fold,
Just beyond my touch,
Beyond me to be so bold.
Instead I let him go,
Hoping I did what was right.
He was my fulfilling purpose,
My  only living life.
I skipped a page in a missing book,
and filled myself with a lie,
I told them that I didn’t care,
I turned away and never said goodbye.
Every single day I wait,
For nothing; In my mind.
Everyday I look at myself and ask;
What have I left behind?

*Everything.
An old poem from January 16th, 2014.
For an old friend, Ahkira

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