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 May 2022 Rose
Elliot
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
 Apr 2021 Rose
Max
Falling
 Apr 2021 Rose
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 Dec 2019 Rose
Katli
Afraid
 Dec 2019 Rose
Katli
I am afraid to fall
Yet I find my self tripping over your words

I am afraid to get attached
Yet I find my self hanging onto the little moments

I am afraid that I will not be enough for you but I felt it when you asked me if I am enough for myself
 Dec 2019 Rose
Chelsea
Drawing You
 Dec 2019 Rose
Chelsea
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
 Nov 2019 Rose
ross
elegy
 Nov 2019 Rose
ross
~


the most tragic pain in love
steams right from the root
when our hearts can crave only
the most forbidden of fruit
the most tragic pain in love
is the flame that won't die
all we long to possess
that money can't buy
the most tragic pain in love
is the pain we are taught
when our hearts try to forget
what cannot be forgot



~
 Aug 2019 Rose
Shruti Atri
Let's walk together
This fine line
Of love and hate

Let's find each other
A profound joy
To replicate

Let's learn and love
And laugh with joy
As the world around us dissolves

Let's carry our hearts
And heal through the pain
As our love slowly evolves
To friends who love with their whole heart
 Aug 2019 Rose
N
Unanswered Pleas
 Aug 2019 Rose
N
I spoke with
your heavy eyelids, and
its darkness pulled me in
to find my missing path

I asked the tear
as it sheds from
your eyes to touch
the curves of your face,
if I’m welcome in your heart

Can you handle my foreign heart,
or would you abandon it for another refuge?

What is it that pains you?
Is it the never-ending nights,
or do you long for death, like I do

Is the unbearable weight
of existence a burden to you,
and how can I ease it?

All I ask is,
will I ever be welcome
in your heart
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