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Jenn Yeo Sep 2014
I wish the wind would pick me up like dead leaves and throw me across a busy street
As painful as my death would be for you is as painful as living is for me
Jenn Yeo Sep 2014
I talk to you every night to make sure you're alive
But what if one day I forget?
I wake up in fear that you might not be here
And what if one day I am?
I try to tell you that I love you and I care
But what if you don't believe?
What happens when my everything's gone
and again I'm left to bleed?
Jenn Yeo Sep 2014
When I try to speak, the words never come out right
Like I try to say how much you mean to me or my constant fear of being left behind
My mouth spills out words in orders that don't make any sense
So I'll just sit in silence, it's my only option left
I'm sorry.
Jenn Yeo Sep 2014
Thoughts of death come to overwhelm me similar to how they used to
Except now they're a little less painful and a little more accepted
I can't help but think of everything that's went wrong
And I haven't forgiven anyone, including myself
I'm just filling my body up with guilt to later drain from my veins
My friends go out to drink while I stay home and think
I wonder if anyone can feel that these excuses are fake
That I'm not really sleeping but rather wide awake
I wish people understood that I'm shutting myself away for their own good
So many people want a second change and I don't even want the life I have
I wish I had the courage to leave it all behind, But I fall asleep crying every time.
So next time.
Next time.
Jenn Yeo Jun 2014
There is a hole within me, one I cannot fill
I felt it rip me open one day and it hasn't left me still
It refuses objects, people and substances.
Nothing seems to fit just right, no matter what I offer it
It's as if it's a black hole and carrying these things away
instead of building up my offerings to fill it day by day
I can feel it growing larger while time is growing thin
I'm struggling to find the perfect thing to fill it with
But nothing yet has been the same size or shape
I've become puzzle with pieces that won't participate  
If I do not I'm afraid it'll overtake me and I'll soon become nothing.
When I just wanted to be whole and maybe then be something.
Jenn Yeo May 2014
Every night you walked alone
at 6 pm or 6 am
or anywhere in between
The destination was unknown
but that not what bothered me
It wasn't where, what or who
but mainly why
parts of me believe it was that you were wondering where everything had went wrong
or that you needed something to feel alive
or maybe you were just looking for something
or maybe you were just trying to run away
but those are moments with only you and the world
your feet with the empty street
and breathing in the air
and I am so envious of all the nights you've shared
because it's then you don't hide or pretend like I know you do
The wall is dropped and the truth comes through
One day I'll stay up all night and wait for you to pass me by
And it will just be the world, you and I
And all the secrets you've revealed to the night
I will know too, and invite you inside
Because maybe you won't need to wonder, need, look or run anymore.
Maybe you just needed someone to listen but you only had the sleeping world.
Jenn Yeo May 2014
I spilled my heart out on a side street as strangers passed us by tonight
My body couldn't stop shaking but it wasn't from the wind but fear something wouldn't come out right
I can recall every detail but it was a complete blur at the same time
I may have fallen apart right then and there if you didn't hold me so tight
I shared how dumb I was for feeling all these things and for not making up my mind
And you told me then you must be an idiot and I felt so glad to have you by my side
I wish I could make you understand my thoughts but I don't understand them myself
I just know I want you more than anybody else
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