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317 · Oct 2014
Enough
Prodigy Oct 2014
How thin is thin enough?
When you’re too weak to move.

How pretty is pretty enough?
What have you to prove?

How deep is deep enough?
When the cuts can’t hide the pain.

How long is long enough?
When joy goes down the drain.

How strong is strong enough?
To stand up to the hurt inside.

How wrong is wrong enough?
To give up your foolish pride.

How close is close enough?
To being almost real.

How far is far enough?
That you don’t have to feel.

How bad is bad enough?
That you can finally say goodbye.

How much is quite enough?
That you no longer care to try.

The way you are, here and now,
is more than thin enough.

To believe less, I wouldn’t allow-
you’re more than pretty enough.

Stop the cuts, stop the tears,
they’re quite enough the way they are.

Just remember the people here,
By your side, never far.

Don’t run away, don’t hide your face,
it won’t do you any good.

Face your fears, let us in,
for next to you we’ve always stood.
301 · Oct 2014
Regret.
Prodigy Oct 2014
If you were reading this right now,
what would you think?
Would you turn away or somehow
know just how I feel?

These regrets will plague me,
forever and ever.
They’ll haunt me and stalk me
with things that might have been.
The plague of regret,
of foolish decisions
Is terrible to behold.

Haunting you, stalking you,
bending you, breaking you,
forcing you to fold.

Forcing you to surrender
to doubt and wonder
about what could have been.

Plaguing your thoughts,
twisting your mind,
forcing you to give in.

The past wasn’t good enough,
the present won’t be either,
not with regret on your heels.

Every day is a question,
what might have happened-
could you have changed how he feels?

If you had told him,
right then and there,
would you be here today?

The opportunities were present,
but the words wouldn’t come,
Why couldn’t you say?

It was so obvious to you,
maybe not to the others,
the way you felt about him.

But your chance is gone,
and so is he,
will you ever forget him?

The regret of those times,
when you kept your mouth shut,
will haunt you for many years.

It will always be there,
lingering, asking,
What if you’d conquered your fears?

It seems we’ll never know,
we can never be sure,
how it might have turned out.

One thing is certain,
you’ll have to endure,
and learn to live with the doubt.
296 · Aug 2015
Behind the Lens
Prodigy Aug 2015
”Just a little closer.”
Shifting in my spot
brings me nearer to the lens
but you’re still miles away from me.

“Smile just a little.”
Can’t I smile a lot?
It’s hard to keep from grinning
when you stare like that at me.

“Perfect.”
You clearly mean your shot,
but I can’t help the futile hope,
that maybe you mean just me.
293 · Jul 2015
It's fine.
Prodigy Jul 2015
Oh how the lies spring sweetly to my lips,
and the falsehoods fly from my fingertips.
Oh how easily I hide behind a screen,
and know that my tears can’t be seen.
Oh, how the words just fall into line,
as I lie, “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”
I'm sorry for venting here. It's the only place I have left where no one I know in real life follows my account.
274 · Jun 2015
Nope
Prodigy Jun 2015
I can’t do this.
I can’t give advice
about things I don’t know.
I can’t rip out my heart
and be told to let it go.
I can’t take your whines
about your feelings and ****.
I can’t take your disregard
when it’s I who takes a hit.
I can’t take your confusion
if I don’t want the clarity.
I can’t take the details
about each and every disparity.
I can’t take it to talk
when you won’t listen in return.
I can’t take it to save you
when you’d let me burn.
272 · Jun 2015
Whatever Comes
Prodigy Jun 2015
Whatever comes, whatever goes
I’ll shout until the whole world knows
that no matter what, no matter where
When it comes to you, I’ll still be there.
The seas may shift, the tide may turn,
but nothing can ever quench the burn
The earth could rise, the sky could fall,
I’ll be right beside you through it all.
And if the night shatters, if the dawn breaks
I’ll hold you through the shivers and shakes.
If the world crumbles and passes away,
know I’ll love you ’til my dying day.
Fictional.
266 · Oct 2014
Gone
Prodigy Oct 2014
I know you'll always be,
you'll always
always
be

gone.
263 · Jun 2015
I just...
Prodigy Jun 2015
I just want someone to care for me.
I just want someone to care for.
I just want someone to care.
I just want someone.
I just want...
I just...
I...

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