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  Jun 2014 Madame Eleanor
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you held galaxies in your hands.
blades cut on your thigh and you bled stars.
the beating of your heart sounded a lot like the birth of planets.
and you kissed the world goodbye, giving me only the moon to remember you by.

you were the fabric of time and I swear when she left I could feel you ripple.
the tips of your fingers felt as hot as the sun.
the stares were as blinding as a solar eclipse.
and you kissed the world goodbye, giving me only the moon to remember you by.

I still remember the moon.
this is the first and only time I will ever write about him. he's still orbiting, he'll never come back down.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
I know your scars are gone, but you can see them still. No matter what I do, I'm sure you always will. But I'll still hold your hand, and tell you I'm right here. I'll never leave, I won't desert you dear. If you hold me close, I won't ask for more. I'll stay by your side, for rich or for poor.

I promise I'll be here to tell you you're beautiful when you wanna see yourself bleed. Because I love you so much, you're all I'll ever need. I've always seen past the lies, I can see the sadness in your sweet grey eyes. And that face you make when you're in pain, as though to say "Its alright, I'm just not okay". Well I'm here now, so you can rest easy. I swear you'll never be caused any pain by me. You say the past is in the past but I can tell you still feel it deep down within. Well now I'm here to make sure it won't bother you again.

You asked why I think you're so great. Because you're sweet and you're funny and you make me feel like it'll be okay. You say that's nothing, and you only treat me the way I deserve. Well I just want you to know, I'm so happy to be yours.
This is dedicated to my lovely boyfriend, I don't know what I'd do without him.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
Getting all dolled up- for a night, of disappointments. Painting a smile on your lips, wearing your best dress- trying oh so hard so no one you're depressed. The girl with the pretty smile, and the bloodshot eyes- so red cuz she's been crying all night. But you'd never know it. Cuz she'd never show it.

She fixes her hair with the hand of an artist, she's the brushed-off girl, the boys have never kissed.

She's got scars on her wrist, can't see her own loveliness. Only sees it in others, she hopes she'll never become her mother. She's so kind but I swear she's half blind, with the way she sees herself. I see how broken she is and I try all I can to help. Cuz I know her hell. I've been there and it's a scary place. It leaves you with that awful taste.

Darling, I just wanted to tell you you're beautiful. Despite the funhouse mirrors and the hurtful people. You've got your battle scars and they look great on you. I know the feeling, I'm right there with you.
This is dedicated to every lovely lady (or gentleman) I've ever known who struggles with depression and/or self-hatred and has tried to hide the pain.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
Having the same old conversations but adding nothing new. You've had enough of me and I'm ******* done with you. We just fight and you cry and I feel like the bad guy- then we start again. I don't even remember when we were friends.

You get so off track and I try to pull you back. But then you act all sad, and it makes me feel bad. Settle down, why can't you just calm down? What can I do to make you come around? You're spiraling out of control. You're not making any sense, you know. If I'm more a hindrance than a help I'll have to let you go. On your own.

I'm gonna punch you in the face if you won't shut up. Dude, I've had enough. Yeah you know we've been having the same old conversations and adding nothing new. You're getting fed up with me and I'm so **** tired of you.

Say it again, I know you'll say it again. You'll tell me you love me, you think maybe this time it will mean something. But you're way off, you're so illusioned and scoff- when I tell you your empty declarations don't mean a thing- to me.

You're so extreme, you're just a male drama queen. You drink and drive to risk your life, then brush me off and tell me you're fine. You're a danger to yourself and everyone around you. I don't know how to react when you're in these moods. Shut up. Just let me think. I don't know if I can pull you back, when you're reaching for the brink. I can't stop you if you're determined to sink. There's only so much I can do, before I'll be forced to give up on you. I'm trying so **** hard to save you but you're making it impossible. I can't fix you on my own, you give me no help at all.
This is about the same boy as the poem before it. I'm addicted to helping people but he wouldn't let me.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
Within a month you told me "Baby I love you so". You were the first boy who ever told me that, this you know. And this won't be the first time, and before I waste another line, I've got to tell you no. And you know why, cuz you're insane and clingy and I'm a waste of your time. Time to be disillusioned darling, cuz you're way too needy!-And I'm pleading- let me go.

So this is how I'm telling you to move on. I wrote you another ****** song. And I know, that it was really ******, so cold and mean of me, to say it to you this way. But I won't regret a single word I say. So move on. Trust me you'll feel better when I'm gone.

You think I'm so sweet, your perfect sugarplum. Well babe how can that be true when all I do is make you glum? You want to hold me tight but you make me want to punch you every single night. Oh thank God, you'll never be mine.

So this is how I'm telling you to move on with your life. I wrote you a ****** song so you'd listen up this time. And I know, that it was so **** ******, so cold of me, to put it to you this way. But I won't regret a single thing I've said today. Just move on. Trust me you'll feel better when I'm gone.

So take a word of advice, I won't sugarcoat it or say it nice. You really gonna make tell you twice? To move on!

You don't love me, don't be absurd. You think you're the only one who was ever hurt? You're so selfish, so ******* demanding. You asked too much of me so I'm telling you I'm done. Forever! I wipe my hands of you as friend or as lover. To tell you the truth, I never wanted either.

And now I'm telling you, to move, the ****, on. Yeah all I did was write you a really ****** song.
And I know, that it was really ******, so cold and mean of me, to tell you in this way. But you're annoying as hell, dumb and whiney as well. You think I'm nice, but just hear my last advice: leave me alone. Bye-bye, you'll be better once you move on. Yeah leave me alone.
I know that like I said, I sound cold and like I treated this boy heartlessly but I don't believe I did. We had barely become friends and he suddenly thought he was in love with me and would threaten to **** himself when I said I didn't see him in a romantic way. I tried to help him but he seemed to want the pain.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
So I jump on a plane! at seven o eight. And I try to make sense of actin insane. I don't know what you've done to me, but it just feels right. Baby I'll be yours, by the end of the night.  And I'm followin you! half across the world just to tell you I'll be your favorite girl! if you'll just take my hand. You could be my only man. Baby please take this chance- for me to follow you. To the ends of this earth! But please don't let me find you, staying with her.  Don't let it be true! What else can I do? So I'm comin to tell you, that Baby I Love You Too!

I sit here and remember the good times. All our laughs and smiles. Your sweet face, fills this place. And suddenly, I'm not so alone.

Forever and always, you stood there and you swore to me. It was not a lie, oh I believe you baby. What I've heard of you, well that just can't be true! God I'm done if that's your will. It would be just so crazy, to think you'd treat me that way. Or am I crazy for believing you still?

But I-I've been, fallin in love, while you were fallin for her. And I can feel you slipping, right through my fingers and into the arms of another girl.

So I'm on the plane tonight at eight. Trying to convince myself, everything's okay. And that you'll be waiting, waitin at the gate. Waitin alone. Just, to see my face! I want to be, your only girl! Baby come back with me, don't bother with her!

Few minutes too late! is the way it always goes. Baby, what are you doing? Thought I was the one you chose! First! So then why are you with her?!

So I'm on the plane at ten fifty-eight. Trying to convince myself, everything's okay. And I can't expect you to wait, wait faithfully for me. All I wanted was to be, your only girl! Baby come back to me, don't bother with her!

I know beggars can't be choosers and lovers can't be liars. I raced back to you, defying the miles. But I got a great surprise, to see the detachment in your eyes. I cannot bear to see her there, where I once stood. And I would take it all back, if only I could. I miss you more than you could ever know, and I think of you showing off to impress me whenever I see the snow. Cuz that when I started to know, where this thing could go. But now there's no hope. So I'm letting you go.
I know this is by far NOT my best work because I wrote it when I was probably 14 and I have no clue where the inspiration for it came from.
Madame Eleanor Jun 2014
I am numb. I heard what she said but my mind went dumb. Was I shocked my worst fears had come true? Shouldn't I have been sad my life was in pieces and there was nothing I could do? Everything I'd worked for, everything I'd loved- this was my only constant and now it's all torn up.

I've been told we're never given more we can handle but this is too much for me. I can't even show emotion when my heart is breaking. I've never had it easy, and I've never been happy. I guess I just don't expect those things. But I had ONE thing, just one. That was kept sacred, one single source of love. Now that's gone too and I'm too ****** up- to react. It seems every time I try to get up life knocks me onto my back.

I can feel the ground collapsing beneath my feet. But I'll stay perfectly still, don't move, don't scream. Just stand there and try to breathe.
When I was first informed of my parents' divorce I couldn't react in any way so I wrote this and then cried.
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