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I sometimes speak words I don't comprehend, throw the names into the wind as tears make their way into my eyes I remind myself of the phrases I keep holding on to and the fears start creeping in I swallow them with my saliva only after then, in my intestines, they'd be reabsorbed into my blood they travel through my arteries and veins and settle in my brain control my heartbeat and my nervous system and I shiver with self-doubt On days I want to stay in I don't wash my hair I never mind how I look like because I love my soul and I love my body and I love my face But tell me why I wash my hair when I go out tell me why, when I do that, my body screams in uncertainty, demanding to know what my plan is I don't have a plan on most days, I wallow in self-pity and sleep amongst regrets and I wake up happy they tell me to never sleep when I'm sad but it soothes my soul I want to be loved but I assure you I will reject love when it comes knocking in my door I will recognize love through the peep hole put my fingers in my ears and go to the other room and when love calls me my body will shiver because I don't know what to do I'm not used to love I'm not used to being given attention and wanting it is not the same as seeking it And wanting it, never harmed anyone Contradicting myself is my biggest talent and I sometimes wonder if I have ten brains fused into one Vulnerability is my greatest treasure and it will one day eat me alive I promise you, I will learn from my mistakes Being aware of the effect is not the same as causing it and on days like this, I blame my hormones, I blame things I cannot control so that I allow myself moments of weakness
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 7:20 AM UTC
Moments of Weakness
I sometimes speak words I don't comprehend, throw the names into the wind as tears make their way into my eyes I remind myself of the phrases I keep holding on to and the fears start creeping in I swallow them with my saliva only after then, in my intestines, they'd be reabsorbed into my blood they travel through my arteries and veins and settle in my brain control my heartbeat and my nervous system and I shiver with self-doubt On days I want to stay in I don't wash my hair I never mind how I look like because I love my soul and I love my body and I love my face But tell me why I wash my hair when I go out tell me why, when I do that, my body screams in uncertainty, demanding to know what my plan is I don't have a plan on most days, I wallow in self-pity and sleep amongst regrets and I wake up happy they tell me to never sleep when I'm sad but it soothes my soul I want to be loved but I assure you I will reject love when it comes knocking in my door I will recognize love through the peep hole put my fingers in my ears and go to the other room and when love calls me my body will shiver because I don't know what to do I'm not used to love I'm not used to being given attention and wanting it is not the same as seeking it And wanting it, never harmed anyone Contradicting myself is my biggest talent and I sometimes wonder if I have ten brains fused into one Vulnerability is my greatest treasure and it will one day eat me alive I promise you, I will learn from my mistakes Being aware of the effect is not the same as causing it and on days like this, I blame my hormones, I blame things I cannot control so that I allow myself moments of weakness
This is my honest poem
ellie-hughes
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 7:20 AM UTC
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