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 Jan 2015 Joy Luther
Luna Lynn
numb
 Jan 2015 Joy Luther
Luna Lynn
there comes a point in life when you feel nothing
you can smoke a pack of cigarettes in one setting and not even get sick
you can cut yourself ten times over and never feel the *****
you could walk through a thousand graveyards and not even be afraid
there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

there comes a point in life when you feel nothing
and it looks like you've given in and given up
and nobody understands this is how it goes
because when you scream and shout what you feel deep in your pitiful soul
still nobody knows
there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

to be numb is not to be weak
to be numb is not to belittle the being
to be numb is not misunderstanding
to be numb is not to abandon the self
there just comes a point in life when you feel nothing
When it becomes too much, you just choose not to be it anymore.

(C) Maxwell 2014
Well i dunno what to say
Your ways have plenty to say
But when i try to say
You just take my breath away
 Mar 2014 Joy Luther
AqilahSaffai
I remembered when you meant nothing to me
in fact, you didn't even exist in my diminutive life
you were just another face
another being who walked through
the same halls as i did

January;
the month when we officially met
you said "hi"
but i just smiled
and you walked away

March;
we now know how we felt
for each other
smiles were
when we see each other
remember Valentine's Day?
you stared at me for the longest time
and said "hi"
even though that was nothing
you managed to make me smile
for the whole day

June;
communications stopped
it's as if i meant nothing
to you
tell me, where have i gone wrong?
you left me confused
and depressed
come back, I've missed you

July;
school terms have started
but my feelings for you
hasn't faded
those beautiful brown eyes
that i once always eagered
to see
are the same ones that i try
to avoid
sometimes it's hard to believe that
you're gone
i didn't even had a chance to
say goodbye
but
even if i had one
i would never say
goodbye

"grief is the price we pay for love"
(a.s)
amateur poet. please forgive me if the poem isn't that good ><
 Mar 2014 Joy Luther
AqilahSaffai
i fell in love with a guy once
let's call him
The Boy With The Tuba
he had the most charming smile
and beautiful eyes squinted
from happiness
he was (still is) my definition of
perfection; head to toe
my heart belongs to him
but
his heart doesn't belong to me
(a.s)
 Mar 2014 Joy Luther
AqilahSaffai
tell me this isn't true
the things I've been hearing about
you
that you've fallen for a girl
and that girl
isn't me
my heart shattered
       mind swirling with a thousand different
words
emotions
       mouth stuttering with words that
don't make sense
for a moment
it seemed like the world
closed in on me
this is too much
(a.s)

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