Hardest thing ever*
Having to deal with too much at the same time.
In my case, emotional, mental and physical problems.
A W E S O M E

Why do we turn into these hurting creatures out of nowhere?

I think about love so much that I am not surprised that I don’t remember addresses or phone numbers because there is simply not enough space in my brain. I wonder if the graffiti downtown makes you realize you haven’t spoken to me since your hand waved goodbye like a windshield wiper trying to sweep away a hurricane. I wonder if you look at the moon and think of how excited I get every night when I can guess the number of stars. But then I remember that there are a lot of places that you could be, and with me is not where you are. - Karys aka K.P.K. via Ipoetried

You will never be let down by anyone
more than you will be let down
by the one you love most in the world
it’s how gravity works
it’s why they call it “falling”
it’s why the truth is harder to tell
every year you have more to lose
but you can choose to bury your past
in the garden by the tulips
water it until it’s so alive
it lets go
and you belong to yourself
again

When you belong to yourself again
Remember forgiveness
is not a tidy grave
It is a ready loyal knight kneeling before your royal heart

Call in your royal heart
Tell it bravery cannot be measured by a lack of fear
It takes guts to tremble
It takes so much tremble to love
Every first date is a ******* earthquake

Sweetheart, on our first date
I showed off all my therapy
I flaunted the couch
Where I finally sweat out my history
I pulled out the photo album from the last time I wore a lie to the school dance
I smiled and said “that was never my style
Look how fixed I am
Look how there’s no more drywall on my fist
Look at the stilts I’ve carved for my short temper
Look how my wrist is not something I have to hide” I said
Well I was hiding it

The telephone pole still down from the storm
By our third date I had fixed the line
I said listen
I have a hard time
I mean I cry as often as most people *** and I don’t shut the door behind me
I’ll be up in your face screaming “SEATTLE IS TOO RAINY SEATTLE IS TOO RAINY
IM NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO LIVE HERE.”
I sobbed
on our fourth date

I can’t live here
In my body, I mean
I can’t live in my body all the time it feels too much
So if I ever feel far away know I am not gone
I am just underneath my grief
Adjusting the dial on my radio faith so I can take this life with all of it’s love and all of it’s loss

See I already know that you are the place where I am finally going to sing without any static meaning
I’m never gonna wait
that extra twenty minutes
to text you back
and I’m never gonna play
hard to get
when I know your life
has been hard enough already
When we all know everyone’s life
has been hard enough already

it’s hard to watch
the game we make of love,
like everyone’s playing checkers
with their scars,
saying checkmate
whenever they get out
without a broken heart.

Just to be clear
I don’t want to get out
without a broken heart.
I intend to leave this life
so shattered
there better be a thousand separate heavens
for all of my separate parts
And none of those parts are going to be wearing the romance from the overpriced vintage rack
That is to say I am not going to get a single speed bike if I can’t make it up the hill
I know exactly how many gears I’m going to need to love you well
And none of them look hip at the coffee shop
They all have God saying “good job you’re finally not full of *******”
You finally met someone who’s going to flatten your knee caps into skipping stones

Baby, throw me
Throw me as far as I can go
I don’t want to leave this life without ever having come home
And I want to come home to you
I can figure out the rain.
- Andrea Gibson, Royal Heart

It's pretty funny
How situations may ruin everything
How people can destroy something you've built
Something that took time to built
How people can take something away so easily.

It *****,
It ***** to give your all to build something
And being rewarded with a little candy,
As if it meant nothing.

Love is a funny thing.

Does love hurt as much as people say?

I think It does, I hate love
I love love.
It's a huge contrast between hating and loving.

When you love,
You become clingy, annoying.
Your mind is invaded by that person

But it tears you apart whenever something goes wrong.
It tears you apart whenever you don't talk to that person

Let's not even talk about when it ends.
You're hoping it doesn't end
It doesn't always have to end.
But when it does,
It hurts like ******* hell.

But love is a beautiful thing to feel,
At the same time, it's awful,
You depend on that person.

I love him
I love him
Oh how I love him.
Oh how I love the way he talks
Oh how I love his starry eyes
Oh how I love his laugh,
Oh that laugh is my favorite song.

Oh diary, oh diary.
How I hate him
How I hate how he talks to me
Oh how I hate those eyes, they make me go mad.
Oh diary, how I hate him.
I hate him so much.

Oh diary how I adore him,
Oh diary this is a complicated situation
Oh diary, truth is I adore him even if he were to be the person I 'hate' the most.

I'm anonymous
I'm unknown
No one knows me,
No one knows my name,
Not my name, not my story.
No one knows me.

If I take off my anonymous mask,
You'll see my true self
You'll see how I look.
What if you don't like me?
I've built a wall, a mask I should say.

I just need someone, someone who is capable,
Capable of taking my mask off.

Why are you anonymous?
Have you suffered?
Have you been hurt?
May I take your mask off?

Consume me
Consume my whole soul
Consume me
Consume my whole mind
Consume me

Use me
Use me in a good way
Use me
Use me to make you happy

Love me
Love me passionately
Love me
Love me as long as you can

Destroy me
Destroy my walls
Destroy me
Destroy my whole world
And let me live in yours

I swear it hurts
It hurts in my veins
The words that come out of your mouth
They hurt
They hurt as if a knife was stabbing me
Right in the chest

It even hurts more
That I can't even cry
I have no tears left
What is this?
I can just stare at the wall
Hoping to cry
But then my veins hurt,
I can't.

And I don't know how to handle
Your hurting words

Can anyone stand
Watching how your loved one becomes different?
It's annoying,
It hurts

You hurt me, so much
Every little wrong thing you do
Hurts

People may see me as a strong person
But when it comes to loving someone
I become so weak
So vulnerable

I can't.

I hate it
I hate this feeling
As if nothing is worth it
As if the world was black and white

It's currently raining outside
The sky cries with me

It's just not a good day
But I really feel as if I can't
Can't take it anymore

Quisiera quitarte de mi mente
Quisiera ver al mar y no pensar en ti
Quisiera poder leer poemas, y no recordar tu sonrisa
Quisiera no tenerte en mi mente cada momento de mi día
Me vuelve loca no dejar de pensarte
Me vuelve aún mas loca que no te tengo conmigo
Que debo esperar.
Solo espero, que cuando envejezca pueda vivir feliz y en paz, sabiendo que te tengo a mi lado.

Bella,
My sweet bella

The one who makes me feel like my whole body hurts because I miss her
It's too much
I miss those nights, the ones with the moon by our side
How our drunkness made us close
I never thought someone I've seen six times would mean so much to me
I need your presence, I'm broken
I need someone
I need someone with whom to share my ***** in a bottle mixes with gatorade
I need that sausage smell
I'm writing this while being ******
But my dear Bella, you mean the world to me and I never thought someone would become as important as you have
It's like you put the stars in the skies
I need you to have someone to drown my sorrows in a bottle with. I miss you
But I know sometime, soon
I'll get drunk and do fun stuff with you
Nothing seems fun without you, you might be the missing piece
but Dear Bella, wait for me, as the sun waits to rest when sunset comes. I love you as much as a cherry blossom tree loves it's beautiful flowers that just bloomed

I look back
See how you held me
I look back,
I see your kindness,
How caring and loving you were
All I can think about
Is about the time I spent with you
And how I wish I would've spent even more time
With you.
I miss you, that's all I can say.
We all miss you.

The Moon,
People ask me why I like the moon so much
I like it, I like it because it makes me feel safe
It stays still, it changes so much
But even with that, it stays still.
I like it, it inspires me
Its beauty inspires me.

The moon is strong
It has to move so much
Everyday it moves a little
Everyday it makes an effort
The moon, it's just wonderful
It glows, and doesn't get mad
Whenever clouds cover it.

The moon is magic.
My favorite kind of magic.

I have scars
I have scars on my soul
I have scars
I have scars on my arms
I have scars
I have scars all over my body
I have scars, that's why I am how I am
So please, accept me.
Accept me, embrace me, love me.
Because that's what I need,
I don't need rejection.
You'll just make more scars.

Can you show me your arms?
Can you show me your legs?
Can you show me your face?
Can you shoe me your soul?
Baby girl, it will all be alright
Stop cutting
Stop crying
They're not worth it.
At the end, you're all you have.

If I could, I would hug you everyday
If I could I would drown into your eyes
If I could, I'd escape just to see you
If I could,
If I could say how much I love you
Face to face, I'd be so happy
I want you, I want your arms wrapped around me
Only the opportunity of looking right into your eyes
Would make me happy
But I can't, you're a thousand miles away

They're eating me alive
It's eating me
It's driving me crazy
It's 5:30 in the morning
I haven't slept
It's killing me
I don't think I might be able to overcome it
But I'm not brave enough
To pull the trigger

Estoy aburrida de mi realidad
Estoy aburrida de mi vida,
De la misma rutina cada día
De no poder levantarme,
De no salir y forzarme a respirar
Estoy cansada, cansada de no tenerte a mi lado
Estoy aburrida de ser yo, de no poder cambiarlo todo.

I've lost it,
I've lost my mind, myself...
The two most important things that shouldn't be lost, I lost.
I could not stop it from happening
Circumstances made it that way.
The lost of his touch, his love, him
Made me who I am now,
A cold manipulative person
A woman who plays with people's feelings
I have a thought, a motto that stipulates not to ever regret something
In fact I don't regret a thing,
But loving you is the only exception.
I got lost.

What do you do
When you care,
But at the same time you don't;
What do you do
When you want to show emotions
Feel something
Show you care

Even when I was away
Even thousands of miles away from you
The only thing in my mind was you
The only thing I could think about
Was your existence,
And how much I love you;
How I would cross the world for you
But I still think you wouldn't appreciate it, even if I crossed
The whole universe
Just for you.

I hate your flirty laugh
I hate how you make me smile so much
I hate how much tee shirts you use
I hate your soft hair, and how you touch it
I hate your voice
I hate how good you touch the guitar

I hate how you glance at me when I pass by
I hate how you ignore me sometimes
I hate how much you've made me cry
It even makes me want to say goodbye
I hate the way you make me feel
As if everything is perfect and it all makes sense
I hate you
But the thing I hate the most is that I hate you so much because I love you more than anything
And I hate the fact that every single thing I just said makes me love you more

I keep on asking myself
Why do I write all of these poems
All about you,
Even if they started off differently
Why do I keep on loving you so much
After all this harm?
Is this even good?
I mean, it's a beautiful way of masochism
But I love it, of course I do,
I love you,
It's masochism

Amor mío, el mirarte es un arte.
el amarte es un arte; tu piel, tus curvas
tus definidos pómulos. Cuanto me gustaría ser aire, para que me respires por la eternidad, cuanto me gustaría ser el viento para pasar por tu cara día a día.

Amor mío, eres como el mar, no te miro fin, y no puedo quitar mis ojos de ti. Eres tan inmenso, tan profundo, tan vasto, lleno de tanta vida, te podría ver todo el día.

Amor mío, cuanto me duele que no me quieras, pero llegara, llegara el momento que te darás cuenta que nuestro amor, es por siempre. Somos tal  como la Luna y el Sol, tal vez separados, pero con un amor de por medio, sabiendo que su amor hace al mundo girar.

En fin, amor mío, tus ojos son un arte, tu suave piel es un arte, pero tu eres la forma de arte mas bella que jamás haya visto.

I want to fly
I want to be free
I want to be an angel,
Have wings,
Go away.
I want to jump
Get out of here for once
Should I jump?
Should I fly?

Is this even normal?
This feeling of missing you like the moon misses the sky every morning?
You're like this breathing poem
The poem that breaks you over and over
The poem that drags you in it every time
The poem that you love the most
The poem that keeps making you cry
But it's still your favorite one
You make me cry,
You make me mad
You make me love you
You make me passionate

It was new for me at first
It hurt, the cat hurt me
It was painful at first
I got used to it
As he kept on doing it
I liked it then

People asked me what were those
I answered the cat.
My sweet cat.

I use to hate my cat.
Now I love my cat.
I know he is no good to me
But he distracts me.

And I'm here
Sitting alone in this dark park
And the only thing on my mind
Is how sad I am,
So sad I can't even cry.
So sad I've become numb
So sad, I don't even know what's going on
And I'm sad, once again,
I'm depressed.