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Lilly Rose Nov 2014
I bleed
through the ink
on my paper
I scream
through the words
on my paper
I laugh
through the memories
on my paper
I cry
through the pain
on my paper
I speak
through the stains
on my paper

Tonight
there is nothing
on my paper
Lilly Rose Nov 2014
holding onto memories
so tight
my fingers grow numb
pushing memories
farther and farther
away
                     Why can't I
                                               Forget?
like the plague
wrapping around my mind
never leaving
a dream I wish
i'd never had
you are
someone
who's skin I long to touch
but my fingers would burn
because you are beautiful
and I am
a broken soul
because darling
puzzle pieces
do not fit
like this
Lilly Rose May 2014
Walls
Are meant to protect
Meant to keep one safe
To stop one from bleeding out

Why am I still bleeding?
Why don't I feel protected?
Why can't I hear anything anymore?

The walls
Have grown so thick
I hear nothing anymore
Nothing but the insults and pain
Bouncing around in my skull
So much
I can't hear anything else

My walls
Are changing
Are shifting
I put them up
I tore them down

My feet move
But I go nowhere
My heart beats
But I am not alive
My hands toil
But I feel nothing
My soul cries
But I am not saved

My walls
Without them
I'm broken
With them

I am destroyed.
Lilly Rose May 2014
I love him.
I love the way he talks
And looks at me.
Those weird little moments where I look
And see him looking at me
Every part of me
Wants to lean forward
To touch his skin
And feel his heartbeat
To find out his story

But I never will.


I never will.
Lilly Rose May 2014
I am so lonely
Even with all these people around me
They move and they speak
They laugh and they cry

I move and speak
And laugh and cry
But I am still so lonely.

So many people.
So much loneliness.
Lilly Rose Feb 2014
I watch
Silent and still
As the wind wraps around my head
And whips my hair
Gentle yet cruel
I can feel your words
Wrapping around my heart
I can hear them
In the wind
Yet it seems to drift through
Taking you with it
Washing you
From my damaged soul
I breathe
And for the first time
In a long, long time
It is all mine
It is relaxed
I am not waiting
I am not fighting
I am peaceful.
Lilly Rose Nov 2013
Take me home
To the place
Where my heart is at rest
Where my thoughts are calm
Where every rope
Is not a noose
Where every knife
Is not a weapon
Where I can breathe
Fresh air

Take me home
To the place I belong
The with people
Who love me
Be it here


                                                                   Or somewhere else.
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