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Sep 2022
Why do you hurt me this way
Won’t talk to me
Won’t let me go
Won’t stay

I accept every part of you
The good
The confused
The ugly
The abused

I think that you’re perfect
But I’m not sure if this pain is worth it
The truth has risen to the surface
But you weren’t ready to earth it

Lay down your burdens
Lay them on me
Let everything go
But the things you can’t see

I want to find happy
But only with you
I don’t want the pain
But I’ll endure as I do
Constantly wishing
And waiting for you

An unfulfilled wish
Like a broken dish
Falling to the floor
To be used never more

I have cried my eyes sore
I have nothing left
You’ve stolen my heart
It’s an unjust theft

And you don’t even want
what you wished for
And I don’t want to be here anymore
I can’t unsee what I’ve seen
It’s damaging, what I thought,
were healed parts of me

Everything was fine until I met the divine
I didn’t know I had a purpose
But this purpose feels empty
It makes me feel worthless

I want to run away
To run from the pain
But everywhere I go
My heart feels the same
I don’t need more lessons
I’ve had quite enough
I dropped out of school
so just know, it’s not a bluff

Please just tell me
So I can amuse
Whatever it is that
you think I should do
Besides rip out my heart
and hand it to you

Or lay myself like a slab
on the platter
For you to feast on
while you gaze with laughter
Watching me toss and
watching me turn
Witness my longing and
watching me yearn

As each one of your friends
would like to take a turn
Sadly an audience
is all that I’ve earned
If this goes much longer
We’ll be needing an urn
But please, don’t quote me
out of concern

You say that I need therapy
and maybe that’s true
or maybe you’re just reflecting
Soiled parts of you

I came here to love
Nothing more nothing less
So open your cage
and let my heart rest

place that thing
back under my breast
and allow me to heal
As I rebuild this nest
I have to survive us
to see what comes next
Fasting x celibacy x juggling x 222 x synchronistic occurrences x overwhelm x addiction control x dreams (it’s too much) (I recorded this aloud and it was perfectly timed to 2: 22)
Sad Girl
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Sad Girl  28/American
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