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 Jun 2016 Maddii Lloyd
Viseract
I reminisce
These memories
They haunt me
As they would you
If only you knew
What I’ve been through

I’ve tried too long and I’ve tried too hard
To let go of my demons, to let go of my past
History repeated again and again
But I can’t let go
And it never ends

I remember a time where happiness ruled
But over time the sun faded and darkness pooled
In my mouth, down my throat and into my heart
Corrupting me, turning me from the light to the dark

Sometime ago, I sought an answer
To a prayer I never wished to voice
That I could find a way to end this pain
But I chose the wrong choice

I made it physical
Because I hated being emotional
(Men don’t cry)
But despite my attempts
To replace what I couldn’t stand
(Soon after, I wished, to die)

And my wish came true!

I became addicted to what tears me apart
I let the blade through my skin, and into my heart
The one thing I turned to, that never mocked who I was
Was the one thing that destroyed me, within my lust

I suffered needlessly, I was my own scar
I didn’t wear them they were me, right from the start
The moment the steel brushed my skin
Was the one day I faced my end

So hear my words, don’t get caught in this trap
No matter the problem, bullied or harassed,
It will swallow your soul
A demon to devour you whole
And leave you with nothing but regret

I reminisce
These memories
They haunt me
As they would you
If only you knew
What I’ve been through
And why I’ve done the things
I continue to do

I’m seeing someone about all this
Because I have problems waiting to be fixed
Things I can’t handle on my own
But then again, I’ve always been alone
Need to use either this poem or "Too Much, Too Little" for a school assignment (English) but I don't know which! Tell me in the comments below, and also why. Arigato!
 Jun 2016 Maddii Lloyd
Viseract
"Truth hurts, so we all take painkillers called Lies."
She's got the looks
In desperate need of a Rook
To help fend off the Men who will use her
Because she's been used one too many times
And God i don't know many times
I can say this
But she's not an object you inept bag of bricks
She has feelings, a heart, a sharply intelligent mind
Girls like her are hard to find
She deserves more than the past, it's pretty apparent
Hopefully someone transparent
Will come along
And treat the crown jewel for the value it's worth
And not undermine it.
If i was any one of the men she was with
I'd be lucky as hell
Picking up the pieces where they fell
And be there for her like no one else
I'd grab her hand with mine
Look her in the eye
And tell her it will be alright
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