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Him
Kasia R Oct 2014
Him
Theres no compromise with you...
With you,
I thought you were different.
I thought my numbness would dim down into
some type of feeling.
Translate into feelings.
But at first.
I had you.
You were great, enthusiastic,
your thoughts were beautiful and educated.
Unordinary, unique.
Girls didn't really pay you much attention, but I did.
I looked at you
I looked at us with some type of hope.
I knew we would be something, together.
But
Just like the bitter sweet taste of truth,
It comes to light.
You fall in line with the rest of them.
You became repetitive, predictable,
your thoughts were boring and dry
Simple, Ignorant
Girls didn’t really pay you much attention, Neither did I.
I looked at you
With no hope
I knew this would end.
Now I'm reminded so bitterly,
Like a season,
short and temporary,
Things come and go.
Once a beautiful hot summer,
Now a dull a crisp breeze.
Kasia R Feb 2014
Every time they talk about you,
I immediately join in.
I deny the feelings I have,
because I don't want to feel.
Im torn because I like feeling numb,
So why.. why must I feel something?..
I want to be a robot,
cold and automatic.
This feeling i'm getting...
Must be no more than infatuation!  
Yes it couldn’t be love,
that doesn’t exist.

How can I say that?...
How can I say love does not exist,
when every passing thought is about you.
How dare I sit here,
and say love does not exist when I ramble on, about you.
About how you grasp for air every time you laugh,
or your cute wrinkled nose when I tell a bad joke.
Or when you think I'm not looking when,
you stare deep at me.
But I see.
I see how you look at me.
I see the way I look at you, and Im torn.
But how can I deny these feelings I have.
I can see my smile fade,
I need to stop.
I need to save myself,
Ive been rambling too much about you..
I refuse..
I wont say Im in love..
Sad
Kasia R Feb 2014
Sad
You are sad
You lay there still, staring at the ceiling.
Your tears have run out, your wrist have no feeling.
Sorrow is the only thing that is has stayed with you.
Your soul is gone
your hope has abandoned you too.
You are lost
without any sense of direction.
So you look within yourself
to find your own sense of exception.
You find nothing.
You feel nothing.
You feel like nothing.
You want to feel something so you pray,
not to god, but to yourself.
You pray for the courage to drag it across your skin
again and again,
repeating this cycle until you feel something within.
Kasia R Feb 2014
Death is an ugly truth,

while life is a beautiful lie.

We are only here temporarily,

we are born here to die.

We are set-up from the beginning,

We do not live on this earth forever.

Not until I take my last breathe,

Then shall we be afraid of death together.
Kasia R Nov 2017
The depth of pain is unreasonable;
I feel as though my heart is gone,
How must I do this , how must I go on.
I feel something as.. if once was, now is not.
Here nor there
But where?
Total loss.
It is no longer here or there but now everywhere,
Everything is everywhere and total loss has consumed me.
In my head loss has confused me, I'm scrambling for an answer to justify what was taken.
I feel like a Director don't you see, having a hell of a hard time getting everyone in costume.
I feel as though all my actors and actresses are running in complete chaos to each of their own world, scrambling,
Everyone is on fire compromising to time, the show starts soon..
Take your breathe, bow your head,
Everyone is waiting,
I feel like everyone is waiting,
Loss is the same pain felt when being told the  show is cancelled right before the curtains open,
Total loss of a world,
Heartbroken,
Snatched before your eyes.
Loss consumes me so.
It consumes me so,
But I won't let it take control.

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