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rootsbudsflowers Mar 2018
I'm just not feeling
Anything
Lately
rootsbudsflowers Mar 2018
I'm not okay.
I can't speak.
It's hard to breathe.
My body is restless
But it can't leave the bed.
I'm crying without reason.

I can't even find the words and writing is what I love but you guys I'm losing my passion every day and I'm scared for myself.

I want to tell someone.
I want help.
But how do you tell
A stranger that
You're dying.
rootsbudsflowers Feb 2018
The look
The lips
The way
The moves
Defeat me
rootsbudsflowers Feb 2018
He she her him they them us
Women
Men
People
Others
Out there
All together
US

Forget the norm
People are people
People are us
We are changing
Changing changing

Stop it with the
THIS
or
THAT
there's here or there or then or now
there's everything at once and nothing at all

Stop it with the
define define
explain explain explain
I DON'T UNDERSTAND SO STOP THAT RIGHT NOW

You don't have to understand
just love
You don't have to be comforted
just love
You don't have to change others
just love
You don't have the final say so
just love

People are people are people are us
Let's cut the ******* now
and just love
rootsbudsflowers Feb 2017
It seems I've let my insecurities take control of me.
It's true what they say,
that people hurt other people because they are hurt within themselves. That's really what it's all about.
Us.
We did something that we aren't proud of
and instead of accepting that and learning,
we find it in someone else and we blame them.
It's time to take charge of our faults.
It's time for me to blame myself.
It's time.
rootsbudsflowers Sep 2016
And how silly it all seems now
To have been so worried,
So concerned,
About finding the one for me.
Looking and
Searching and
Picking through people
Sort them with a mental machine.

You broke the trend.
You didn't follow the rules.
I didn't find you.

You stepped in and I was welcomed home.
You were a mess of all my future kisses and desire.
You made me stop.
Looking
Searching
Picking through people.
You broke my mental sorting machine.

And now
I am with you
And you are with me.
And I am free.
rootsbudsflowers Sep 2016
She's the gift
That every birthday
Has been leading up to.
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