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Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Sora

I don’t think they heard me
When I said I’m not okay
No one moved to comfort me
Or light my birthday cake

I don’t think they heard me
When I said “I’m feeling blue”
I was told to “ just cheer up”
“It’s completely up to you”

I don’t think they heard me
My tear-filled wails of pain
Cuz they were soon cut short
By the angry sound
Of my first and middle name

I don’t think they saw me
When i began to disappear
I don’t think they really cared
They said
“Shes never, ever here”

I don’t think they saw me
My withered, cracking shell
“She never eats or sleeps or drinks,
Shes putting us through hell.”

I don’t think they saw me
Standing right before their face
They told me“we’re sick of the lies and
all your tears are fake”

My experience

#poetry #mental #health #parti

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Coffee and Cigarettes

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Leora Llewyn

Coffee and Cigarettes

Coffee brings the morning and
ashtrays hold the night before
I’ve thought about this for so long
I think I won’t think anymore

I brought you here to talk about it
But you’re still leaning on the door
I’ll smoke another cigarette
And leave the ashes on the floor

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Cold Ember

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

marc rios

Cold Ember

I thought the flames would last
But i burned for you solely for the thrill
Those hills i jet skied
The waters i jet speed
Isn't something i will list in regret

Those ticks of time screaming in scarce
Felt like a novel of a romantic crime
Stolen heart, undisclosed kisses
A short-lived fantasy of make-believes

Now i watch you burn for another
Thinking what i could've done
To made our ember brighter
'Cause all i have now is our ashes of dreams
And a long haul of time in mental cages

Hello everyone! Its been two freaking years since i last posted. Just wanna say, im back!

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Death and taxes

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

Peter Garrett

Death and taxes

It'll all work out
It'll all work out
It'll all work out

These are the words
I've been repeating
To myself nonstop for
The past few months
Like a compulsive
Prayer

But I'm not sure
Of them anymore
To be honest I'm not
Quite sure of anything
These days other than
Death and taxes

A piece about anxiety... plus, I'm a tax auditor, so a little joke about work as well.

#anxiety #death #taxes

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

98.6˚ (37˚)

Nov 9 Jennifer DeLong

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98.6˚ (37˚)

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i guess ive always had a thing for fire
standing too close -
letting the smoke suffocate me,
the smell latch onto me.
i know i might burn,
but it’s where i want to be -

ignited by all of this desire inside of me

more gas,
more flames

#litmeup

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

Untying Ties

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

marc rios

Untying Ties

Someday,
I'll eventually find the courage
To burn this bridge between us

And I'll watch you crumble
Before my very own eyes
As my heart witness you drown
In a pool of tears
I wasted

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

Memory of You

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

marc rios

Memory of You

I always thought freedom is losing you
Instead all i feel now is imprisonment

Bars would be the series of my mistakes in a life i have chosen, a life i thought would be bliss without you, i was wrong.

If words expresses what i feel, those words would spell i miss you.

I regret having a memory of letting you go, i wish it's still me and you

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

Stifling Thoughts

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

marc rios

Stifling Thoughts

The mirrors are caving in
Reflecting cuts within
If i embellish as a fragrant of your memory
Will it hint a side of my chivalry? or just the highlights of my tyranny?
Lately, mornings have been heavy
So i try my best to hide in all of midnights
Hoping daylight won't ever find me

Tell me, how can i break my seal from these starfield of make-believes?
Each hope i own is engulfed in fallacies,
Wishes were all just fantasies
I look unto the sky of the bluest face
As i resonate in shame and disgrace
I sit by the window with a moonlit face
Longing for a time, where woe finally stops coloring me....

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

Expiring Time

Nov 8 Jennifer DeLong

marc rios

Expiring Time

If life knocks on your door
To take back whats taken for granted
What will your questions be?

If the moon utters a declaration
Do you think you were good enough to be taken out of gravity?
If you'll be sent way down south
What will your last words be?

When you hear the heavens sing and all you hear is wicked, will your tears fall in regret as all you can do now is bleed in remorse? Tell me, what will it be?

If it knocks on your spirit
What will your questions be?
If it utters the unspoken
What will your last words be?
When the melody defeats your chaos
Tell me, what will it be?