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Why is it that every time if see you my heart aches
There's just that empty feeling that can't be replaced
And my body starts to waste
Even seeing photos of you or hearing your name kills me
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Theia Gwen
Philosophy club
I wish I could speak
Whenever I try to say something
It comes out as a small squeak

Philosophy club
When he looks at me I feel frightened
I really hope no one
Expects me to say something enlightened

Philosophy club
I'm really passionate on paper
But debating in real life
And my confidence starts to taper

Philosophy club
I'm obviously no Socrates
I could probably share my thoughts
If it weren't for my social anxiety
I'm in a Philosophy club(We call ourselves the philosoraptors which I find awesome) in my school which I think is really cool. The leader of it is really smart and funny and he's the kind of person I'd like to be friend with, but am kinda terrified of. I really like it, but I feel bad cause I'm the only one that doesn't contribute.
Diving in the abyss
Of your blue eyes
The waves of love that
Had longed
To crash upon me
Reared up high
And gulped me
Probably not a good thing
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Arantxa
hurt
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Arantxa
It's strange to think
everything is gone.
The quick kisses, your
blush after we'd made love.
You never thought
I'd find out about you.
But I caught you
in the act, so there is
no going back.
Can you hear the pain
in my voice?
How can you expect me
to believe we could
ever be the same?

Was it worth it?
*Was she worth this?
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Arantxa
Blurred vision -
He keeps
asking me why.
Can't see the
panic in my eye.
I'm trying to feel
something, but
it's so tiring
because I forgot
that it's not
possible to let
go of your
love.
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Arantxa
We walked together across the empty hallway with the bright morning light smashing through the windows. I grabbed him by the hand and suddenly I forgot about all the wrong paths life was leading me and for that moment everything felt right on Earth. I wouldn’t change a single thing about that day, though I was aware that was a selfish thought. But then again, why did I have to feel guilty about being happy? He was like a breath of fresh air on my lungs, like a feeling I could never get enough. He made all of the world's craziness seem bearable as long as he was beside me, and for the first time in my life I dared to let myself drown by that overwhelming thing that everyone's always talking about.
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Xyns
My Dear
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Xyns
Dear Lust,
Sweet, sweet seduction
Why do I deny you?

You've always been my friend
Always understood me
Lust, You were there when no one else was

Dear Temptation,
If only I could find it in myself
To separate the grey

All I want is to give in
All I need is to feel the happiness you offer
But still I pull away

My better judgment still tortures me
Ah, sweet seduction
Soon enough, I will say yes to you, My Dear
 Mar 2014 muispoetry
Theia Gwen
She's just looking for attention
That has to be it, right?
Just a melodramatic girl
They ignore all the signs

She's just looking for attention
That's what they're all saying
It's funny how when it's all said and done
They'll cry that they didn't see it coming

She's just looking for attention
They yell "You shouldn't joke about suicide!"
She represses a bitter laugh and thinks
Too bad I won't see your reaction to the punchline
It ****** me off how depression and suicide are so stigmatized that people can't reach out for help without being called an attention seeker. I hate how our society can't have real conversations about suicide and every sign is ignored. I don't know. I've been really suicidal recently.
I can picture you with her,
holding hands in a cold winter night.
Don’t you remember how you held me so tight
I can see us breaking walls,
trying to push through it all.
Don’t you remember our first last kiss,
it was back then in the fall.
I can forgive all the times,
you kept me up at night
waiting for you to miss your flight.
Could’ve sworn you were my white knight.
It’s called falling in love for a reason.
You take a leap of faith and jump, hoping you’ll end up on two feet.
After all, hoping just leaves you disappointed
Cause no, you don’t remember the laughs and memories we made on our way to the ground.
When you live everyday in the shadow of what you had with him and he doesn’t even remember the love lost.
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