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Madaline Sep 2014
When my presence is gone
Slice me open
See the damage I've done
The mistakes.
Yes that I have uttered
Poison inside me
Lingering in every vein
Seeping
Polluting
Corroding
Eroding every inch of
Who I really am
Before everything I snorted, swallowed and sipped.
Elated Negativity
Bitter sweet escape.
Madaline Sep 2014
You can't see the world through a mirror
Always thinking of yourself.
Forever Number one
Priorities lacking,
Such egotistical vanity
Is it narcissism?
So demanding
Promise lacking.
Trust issues
Oh Mrs self-obsessed
The cards have been determined,
Forever alone.
Always a battle with yourself
But only God can judge
Madaline Sep 2014
A period of transition
Beginning to get cold
Had another birthday
By God i'm getting old
Life is still a journey
No idea where to go
No more making plans
Time to just go with the flow

Learnt so many lessons
Yet failed so many tests
Hurt myself and others
I can't say I'm impressed
I've heard that things get better
and you should wake up every day
By saying
"I am my own person and I will live my life, my way."
Madaline Sep 2014
Do you want tomorrow to come?
Pretty little girl.
Your soft gaunt cheeks,
Harsh jaw.
The heavy burden burns
through those solemn shrunken eyes.
A skeletal silhouette
Weary and worn
**Fragility
Sometimes you just can't help someone
Madaline Sep 2014
Pretty girls are a trap
Avoid them at all cost
Beautiful, fancy free
They'll leave you feeling lost

Unless you want to feel broken
Then have this lesson learnt
Stay away from their flame
Or you will end up getting burnt.
Madaline Sep 2014
I began to resent every second of your company
To end up with the other woman to many, a dream?
A bitter nightmare.
Drenched in self loathing for my actions
I began to slowly abhor you.
Ticking my eyes over you, scouring every inch with hate
Removing your facade,
Every arrogant word you spat,
Your gluttonous ways
Superficial,
Lack of depth.
I detest you

I detest myself for foolishly choosing you.

*Never trade love for lust
Madaline Sep 2014
When the night comes to an end she goes home alone.
She misses the touch of your skin
Craves your smell
Needs your every inch.
Your breath on her neck
Her heart beats only for you.
Longing for just one more chance
She needs you,
Come home.
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