Oh, honey
Are you still looking for encouraging words to get you by?
Okay, here're a couple, they're worth a try.
*"Do you see the sunrise in every day?
Trust me, love,
It'll take all your hope
Once it fades away.
You think you'll be fine
Because you have people around?
Guess who weighs more on their scale, dear?
Not people like you, not tokens tossed when found.
***** all of them and
Hang out with me,
They won't like you, you're trash and
Forgotten easily.
Stop listening to them,
Only listen to me!
I'll give you the cold, hard truth;
They'll give you fake sympathy.
Are you scared, my dear?
Want to cry and flee?
Then latch onto my words, promise
I won't make you feel worse.
I'll just tell you frankly
What people really see.
I love you, you love me,
Isn't that how it's supposed to be?!
I'll soothe your worries,
And ease your thoughts.
Acid to the wounds,
Those are my only rules.
We're meant to be,
Though, don't think of me too much;
I wouldn't want you getting needy, or
Causing somberness of such."*
Signing off...
Your best friend and your biggest fan,
I'm practically family.
The dreaded horror in your mind,
Your own anxiety.
p.b.l.
08/02/2016
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 8:47 AM UTC
Oh, honey
Are you still looking for encouraging words to get you by?
Okay, here're a couple, they're worth a try.
*"Do you see the sunrise in every day?
Trust me, love,
It'll take all your hope
Once it fades away.
You think you'll be fine
Because you have people around?
Guess who weighs more on their scale, dear?
Not people like you, not tokens tossed when found.
***** all of them and
Hang out with me,
They won't like you, you're trash and
Forgotten easily.
Stop listening to them,
Only listen to me!
I'll give you the cold, hard truth;
They'll give you fake sympathy.
Are you scared, my dear?
Want to cry and flee?
Then latch onto my words, promise
I won't make you feel worse.
I'll just tell you frankly
What people really see.
I love you, you love me,
Isn't that how it's supposed to be?!
I'll soothe your worries,
And ease your thoughts.
Acid to the wounds,
Those are my only rules.
We're meant to be,
Though, don't think of me too much;
I wouldn't want you getting needy, or
Causing somberness of such."*
Signing off...
Your best friend and your biggest fan,
I'm practically family.
The dreaded horror in your mind,
Your own anxiety.
p.b.l.
08/02/2016
Wrote this on a day where I really ****** up. My mind started to replay all those previous fuck-ups and I almost succumbed to them, had I not written this poem.
Please give me your honest feedback, I'd greatly appreciate it.
