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248 · Nov 2014
Untitled
Lydia Nov 2014
Every part of me pulses with my heart beat
Faster than it should be
Louder
I've been up all night
Listening to it pound
I'm so sick of not sleeping
I'm so tired
Please comment :)
248 · May 2014
4:15 AM
Lydia May 2014
I felt like I was drowning
When I woke up at 4:15 this morning
But then I remembered
I love the feeling of water, and
I can swim
In that instant
I was weightless
Everything was so
Calm
And serene
And quiet.
There's a type of silence you can only hear
At 4:15 AM
It's not like no one is speaking
It is the complete absence of presence
And then I woke up for real
At 4:16 AM
Please comment :)
247 · Aug 2014
In the Morning
Lydia Aug 2014
You know that feeling
When you're falling asleep
And you can hear the television
You understand the words
But
They just don't exist with you
It's so peaceful
Because everybody's talking
But
You don't have to
You don't have to try anymore
You are allowed to give up on today
I'm giving up on today
I'll text you in the morning
Please comment :)
247 · Dec 2014
If You Will Say It, Too.
Lydia Dec 2014
I always imagined that kissing you would be like infinity,
That wonderful, glittering future that never ends
I imagined holding your hand and
BANG!
Fireworks
Or snow
Or pouring rain.
I imagined loving you wouldn't end,
It wouldn't burn out or shatter
You kissed another girl and I don't know her name
You're flying so far away from me
I can't reach that high
So if this is my only chance, I'm going to say it.

I love you.

But it doesn't have to be the last chance. I will see you again someday. I'll say it over and over again, if
You will say it, too.
Please comment :)
246 · Sep 2014
I Won't Write for You
Lydia Sep 2014
I don't write you love letters anymore
Remember the back and forth between us?
I hate that that has to end:
I wonder why it had to end
But I won't write you poems
Or loves letters
I won't write for you anymore
Please comment :)
245 · Dec 2016
These Are The Sidelines
Lydia Dec 2016
Everyday seems condensed into a couple pages of pages of notes and that one muscles that I can'tquite seem to stretch out properly
All of the emotion is laced through the doodles in the margins that I didn't have time to draw
I'm just hoping that I'm happy enough to get out of bed in the morning
My nightstand is littered with half finished cups of tea where I made the decision to get up and live for the day
I'm just tired,
But tired is so much more complex than three consonants and a vowel
Tired is somehow supposed to explain why I haven't eaten in two days or why I keep picking the scars off my knuckles
But it doesn't
We don't address things
These are the sidelines that we have fallen to
I asked you about the weather yesterday
We didn't talk about your car crash or my dead dog
I ran five empty miles
The ground was just dry enough to sound hollow
All I knew right then was my body
We try not to talk about until it's silent and our clothes rustle together
I was thinking about the meaning of life and suddenly we were talking about Vincent Van Gogh and you cried
A sort of broad abruptness and then just grey again
We run away from parts of ourselves and each other
We build glass buildings so that men in suits can look out and see more glass buildings
And we don't throw stones
I miss the river that flowed across the street
Nobody has taken me there since I was a child and I barely remember
I barely remember doing my worklast night, but it's there on my desk, finished
I forget what flowers look like during the winter and I seriously wonder if life keeps trying while I'm asleep
I poured all of myself into your hands because I think you understand me better than I do
I don't need any of myself left over to grow up and get a job in a cubicle
They tattooed a bar code on my arm and assigned it a number
They beat the **** out of us but they never laid a hand on me
You don't blow glass to break it
Our hearts were beating so fast in your driveway
I doubt you remember the steps to that but it doesn't matter
Your hand on my vertebra is the only feeling I'll never forget
I was shivering
And our cold feet left blood on the asphalt where we were standing
This is a new style for me to play around with.  I was trying to string together quick stories that conveyed a sense of grey until the last one, which was meant to convey a sense of liveliness and hope through a symbol usually associated with the opposite. This poem was also written for slam, but I thought I'd post it anyway. I hope you liked it. As always, feedback is appreciated :)
Lydia Jul 2014
When good dreams are like flares on an open ocean
And then out like a light
When hoping is like dropping the glass
On the cold, clean floor
When the tremor in my hand is enough to shut me up
And when I leave the light on till late at night
That's when I give up because
It's easier to accept the long night
Than to fight it away
Please comment :)
244 · Aug 2017
Human
Lydia Aug 2017
I watched you leave me like you left everyone else
I think you forgot I was human
You thought you could just fade out
But when I give my speech at graduation,
I will deliberately leave holes where you should be
All the places we've been
That was us!
Together
You can't just decided to walk away
You have to say something
You have to stitch yourself shut
You shot me and left me with my hand over the bullet wound as if I could stop any bleeding
You didn't want me to die and you figured I'd figure it out
I will never admire you again
You will never be the god I though you were
You're just a wooden carving, just a story told to children to make then behave
But you aren't human
I paint, too! My Etsy store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LydiasPaint

Please comment :)
244 · Jul 2014
Too Late
Lydia Jul 2014
I stood there
Because I was too late,
And watched the flame go out
Please comment :)
243 · Oct 2014
One More Minute
Lydia Oct 2014
This wasn't finish but the website won't let me change the privacy or delete it while I'm on my phone  so I will finish it and post it later.
243 · Apr 2014
This Memory
Lydia Apr 2014
I just
Can't belive
It's you standing in front of me.
I just
Can't feel
Because I don't know how.
I remember loving you
But are you still the you that I loved?
I couldn't remember what your eyes looked like
Last night
When I went to sleep,
I cried because I didn't remember your voice
Your voice
Which could mov  mountains
And calm storms
Was absent from my thoughts.
I just
Want
I just want it to be you
Standing in front of me
But I just don't believe
That it is
It's time to wake up
And forgetthis memory.
Please comment :)
243 · Jul 2017
Lay Down the Road
Lydia Jul 2017
I didn't lie down that night
I sat up by the muted television
I closed my eyes and listened to nothing
I just didn't lie down

It's not that I didn't want her to be happy
I just thought that I was more interesting than a highway
I thought her furniture looked better in our apartment than her car
But she thought otherwise

I'm still listening to nothing
It's still not morning
She's still not here

I'm still not in bed

I keep imagining laying across the road
I keep forgetting that she wasn't the sun and I wasn't made for her
She left to chase down her own stars
I wasn't her star
So I didn't lie down that night
I didn't give up to become part of the pavement

I opened my eyes to the muted television
And the empty room, and my desk in the corner
It isn't much, I can't afford much, but she's living in her car right now
She's somewhere out West sitting up on the side of the road

I stayed here. My stars are here. But I'm sitting just as straight.
Please comment :)
242 · Aug 2014
Time and Tape
Lydia Aug 2014
I feel so broken tonight
Like my bones are about to shatter
And my mind is, too
I went upstairs to bed without singing to my dog
She perked her ears when I opened the door
But I told her to go back to sleep
I don't want to go to sleep
And I don't want to talk
And I don't want to think
I just need some time
And a little bit of tape.
Please comment :)
242 · Oct 2014
Looking Forward
Lydia Oct 2014
I'm slowly building up my life around things to looks forward to
Dreams that are suddenly real
And aspirations I didn't know I had.
Days to live for
I've found so many thing to look forward to,
But why won't you be one of them?
Please comment :)
241 · May 2016
Drowsy
Lydia May 2016
I never fell asleep at night
The darkness was my respirator,
The silence was the alcohol I was drowning in
To fall asleep would be to stop fighting
I would fall asleep in the car on the way home from therapy
You would turn the radio off so that it was easier
I would fall asleep in front of movies with you
I wake up, and you're still holding me

After you left, I would fall asleep at my laptop
Therapy now came in the form of hundreds and hundreds of unfinished love songs
I would fall asleep at my kitchen table
Over one cup of tea that I had burnt myself making
My bedroom would never feel safe, I could never lock the door enough times
I wake up, and I'm alone.
I would still feel your hands on my spine,
Holding me upright,
All of the days that I walked around in a nightmare that you couldn't see

I would fall asleep by the window, waiting for you to come home
I'd always known that one of those days, you weren't going to come home
I would fall asleep on the hillside facing the sun
I liked afternoons, when it was low in the sky
I liked winter evenings when the hillside was covered in snow,
Or early spring, with dandelions
I wake up and you've left me a note
You've left me all of the spare pieces of myself and they make another person
I think you've left a little bit of you, as well
Just enough to say that you were there
It's strange that I only fill half of the bed now.
Sometimes, I don't go to bed at all
I have an entire, empty house to wander
There are so many crevices in which to hide from nightmares
There's the couch that I used to fall asleep on
I can't sleep there anymore
I can't sleep in the car that I'm driving
I've thought about crashing...
But it would be unfair for me to give up so easily
I bought a new laptop, but I still can't fall asleep there
In hazy visions built from half-closed eyes, I see your face
All of the grass on the hillside passed on
I still lay there in the afternoons, but the ground is hard and the sun is blinding
You were melatonin, brushed softly into my bloodstream
You were always drowsy,
But I will always be awake
Please comment :)
241 · Nov 2014
Untitled
Lydia Nov 2014
Don't you fall asleep before the sun goes down
Just listen to my voice and stay awake

The fire barely burned you, darling
You won't feel the pain
Just listen to my voice and stay awake
This was actually originally a song I wrote awhile ago about a friend of mine who died in a fire. I wrote this because I thought it might help with the nightmares a little, and it did, but I think I'm ready to share it with people. I wrote it years ago. Never finished it, but I hum it all the time.

Please comment :)
241 · May 2014
Turn On the Morning
Lydia May 2014
I turn on the morning
Up before the sun rises
I turn on the lights
And heat up the oven
I start singing softly
And the dogs and cats wake up
My mom's alarm goes off
And I flee the scene
My mother takes over the house
Lit up like a Christmas tree
Please comment
239 · May 2014
Not Broken
Lydia May 2014
It's when you reach the bottom of the hill
That you start crying
It's when you reach the top of the hill
That you stop
It is the difference between walkig along the ridge
And sliding down it
It is the cascading ripple pulling you down
That pushes you back up
Because you are down,
Not out
And dented,
Not broken.
Please comment :)
Lydia Oct 2018
1.
My bones are made of wood so burn me down

2.
I can’t believe she made me ask her father’s approval
I was furious until I rang his doorbell
There was so much more of her to fall in love with
I met the old dog she always talked about
And I saw the rose bush she planted as a kid
I saw her voice in his livingroom

3.
You looked like crap, but I said you looked beautiful anyway

4.
For whatever reason, humans built cities and monuments and churches
People were doing all of this building and we were doing all of this running away

5.
Wrap yourself around me
Make me brand new
And unravel what you have created

6.
I am screaming, “choose me instead” but you aren’t here to listen
This is a brick wall that you aren’t on the other side of
You fell in love with someone else again

7.
I want to slow this down so you last forever
Your chest like the ocean I grew up next to
Your fingertips made constellations on my arms
You made infinite feel real
This is like breathing for the first time
Please comment :)
Lydia Dec 2018
If this is my last resort, why are you opening so many doors?
Why are you still reaching out to me?

Lost doesn’t even begin to describe it
We’re stuck in a glass maze
Everywhere I look, I can see you,
But all I can touch is cold, and I leave fingerprints behind

You told me to be the storm, forthcoming
Just a warning, I’m coming for you
Because you left without me and you’re so ******* far
Please

You crashed into me in ways I did not give you permission to
Oh, sweet combustion
I am not a mechanic and you did not try to save me

Girl is a catastrophe, but my God is she still kicking
I’ve lost my footing, I still can’t reach your hand

You’ve taught me that I need to love someone enough to forgive them
I need to walk away with a broken heart and not apologize
But I can’t find common ground

Please rope me into the stars you promised
Show me the angels that fell and left you in their wake
Patch my spacesuit before I bleed infinity and really mean it this time

I’m sorry I’m apologizing again, but you deserve it
I wasn’t listening when you told me not to let go of the tether
I was reaching for the atmosphere
I forgot what fresh air tastes like
Please take me home, now.
Please comment :)
238 · Jul 2018
All we Were
Lydia Jul 2018
They missed a few spots when the were filling potholes on the road
You and I bobbed up and down like children with their favourite song
We laughed so hard when we hit smooth pavement that I had to pull over

When we were kissing, I felt the sky lapping around us like ocean currents
When I came up for air, you were surprisingly still
Like I had caught you at an incomprehensible moment in between heartbeats

When your dad died, all the way over in California, so did you
I like to think that I know CPR,
But what I really know is that when I’m not looking, you beg God to trade places
I’m sorry I couldn’t get there in time

When we met, it was purely because you were lucky enough to catch me breathing for once
Our dorm was having a talent show, and the girl you haven’t noticed sitting in the front left corner of every chemistry class you have ever taken used to be a dancer

When I got sick again, you let the air conditioner wash over me
I couldn’t sleep with the noise, so you said, “Fine. We’ll just have to watch cooking shows until your brain melts out and clogs your ears.”
It didn’t take long

Your hands kept me from falling off the sidewalk
Kept the crazy down in the back of my soul
Kept my hair up neatly
Your hands brought me closer to you and to God and to myself
Until all we were was together
Please comment :)
238 · Jun 2014
Sake
Lydia Jun 2014
You
Are
The only exception
Rules
Were
Not made to be broken
And
Time
Was
Not meant to pass
Counting the seconds till
Death do us part
Dropping those seconds for the sake of yourself
Please comment :)
237 · May 2014
Dear Self
Lydia May 2014
Dear Self,
Step away from the edge
Hold on to who you are
In your mind
I can see you falling
I can see your eyes fire
And flare
I urge you not to let your thoughts
Take over you
Why do you have so much trouble
Looking in the mirror?
Why do ghosts from your past
Feel so real?
Why are you so afraid
To take off your jacket,
Or wear your hair down?
I understand
That the walls came crashing in
And that you feel
Like everyone can stare right into you
And that they're staring at you
But they're not!
You're letting fear
Cloud logic
And judgement
And that's not you!
So dear Self,
Step away from the edge
Please comment :)
236 · Oct 2014
So Much Fun
Lydia Oct 2014
I can hear my heart pushing blood through my veins
I can't believe you let me talk
I'm scared to fall asleep and face the nightmares
But I won't talk about that.
Please comment :)
233 · Apr 2018
Home
Lydia Apr 2018
We could barely see the road
In between the pouring rain and three in the morning
I didn't feel tired until I woke up a half an hour later and realized I was exhausted
And almost no closer

He drove, the whole way there and the whole way back
The rain (mostly) stopped and every once in awhile we would comment on the state of things
Everything that had happened

Home is now suspended somewhere in between
As you guys probably know by now, I like to comment on the concept of home and where home really is. Since I'm going to college next year, I've spent much of the last two trying to figure out where home is to me personally and what I want to make of it. I live on the east coast and over the summer I wrote something else about what I thought it would be like for my father to drop me off on my first day. Today I rewrote the idea with the drive to my accepted students day at the actual school I want to go to. Hopefully it will get a third try in the fall.
233 · Aug 2015
Coming Out
Lydia Aug 2015
I do not want you to insert yourself into me
I don't want to taste your tongue
I don't want you inside of me
I want to love you, next to you
I want to exist with you, not on you
I didn't realize I suddenly needed to come with a disclaimer,
"Will love whole-heartedly,
but won't have ***!"
I didn't realize it was wrong to go through life grasping onto my purity
Loving with my mind instead of my body
Why is it wrong for me to hold onto the clean, white dress in my imagination
I thought my body was mine
I thought saying no made me powerful
and strong

I do not want you inside of me
But I will still love you
I will love you from the outside
Like our bodies are windows
Just know that
I will not let you break the glass.
It's been brought to my attention, by people that I thought understood, that I need to "come out" as asexual. I have been told not to wear a t-shirt that shows support for the asexuality spectrum because it "gives off the wrong message." I am exceptionally confident about my sexuality. I want everyone to know that. Asexuality is not "the wrong message." It is not weird, it is not abnormal.

Please comment, and be confident, no matter your sexuality :)
232 · Sep 2014
Tell Me You Love Me
Lydia Sep 2014
Can you just tell me you love me?
One more time
Before you leave today
Tell me you love me,
Please
Tell me you love me.
Please comment :)
232 · Sep 2014
Timing
Lydia Sep 2014
I look at the clock and always think,
"By now, you're already asleep."
Considering you go to school before I wake up,
That's not unreasonable.
I just makes timing a little bit difficult.
Please comment :)
232 · Oct 2018
This is Not Your Pain
Lydia Oct 2018
Let me make this very clear
This is not your pain
You cannot take this from me and ball it up into something you can wish away
God is not going to fix this
I am the sock that God forgot on the clothes line
God forgot and moved away

It takes seven pills for my brain to work like it’s supposed to
That was my Christmas wish from the hospital in fifth grade
I didn’t want to be called to the nurse every day
I didn’t want the hours of intake papers and waiting rooms
I didn’t want my dresser to be covered in pill bottles
Everyone thinks my room is a mess
It probably is

Dear Mom,
Please send ibuprofen
The off brand gel caps that don’t make me sick
I promise I am still listening to the doctors
I love you

God made miracles and God made mountains and God made mistakes
Let him rip the steroids out of my veins and make me human again
Not this half cyborg, half dead, half human
Mostly bad at math...
Let me be whole again
This is a ****** prayer

The first time I went to the hospital without my dad
My doctor told me how composed I was in the waiting room
Are you kidding me?
You can’t cry while you rattle off the pain killers you’ve taken
But you can miss your therapy dog like you miss the leg you left tangled up in your bed sheets this morning
The last time you remember your foot on the ground was last night
The last time you were an entire person, all of your nerves were working

When I moved out, I did not just leave home
I left a healthcare network
I left a system where I didn’t have to repeat myself like a list of diagnoses

Remission for me was funny where it meant almost nothing
It was a noncommittal guarantee that I was O.K right then
And the day after I finally heard it from my doctor,
I wasn’t

So as a little bit of a letter to the people who think I take too much medication
Because I don’t look sick enough
If you could give me back any of he days I spent in hospital beds or urgent care or waiting rooms
If you could repay my mother for all of the days she spent worrying about me living on my own
If you could take back all of the time my father took off work to take me to doctor’s appointments, I would let you
I have wasted so much time believing that I am tissue paper melting in the hailstorm of a mistake my body can’t stop making
You have no say.
This is a first draft. I would really like to refine it to make it more meaningful and less shouty.

Please comment :)
232 · Nov 2017
Dear Future Me
Lydia Nov 2017
Listen,
I know this isn't a part of your life you want to remember
So don't.
Don't remember sitting here on this uncomfortable couch
Don't remember the nightsmares or chemistry homework at four in the morning
You don't have to.
But I promise that there will be more crazy school weeks
There will be more restless weekends
And there will be more regrets
Sweetheart, you don't have to regret this.
Wherever you are, you deserve to be there
Whatever decisions you've made, you had to choose
So here you are. Be brilliant. Enjoy it. Please don't think about me anymore.
I am one of your low points. I'm sure you'll have lots of them. So I give you permission.
Bury me.
I wrote journals whil I was in an abusive relationship several years ago. As I read through them, I wrote candid and genuine "notes from future me," as if I could go back, take my own advice and do it differently. So even though I'm having to make hard choices right now, I know that future me will have a different perspective, and she'll be facing new challenges and want some of the big sister advice that she always wishes I could hear for herself. Even if I can't forgive some of the things I've done at this point, she will.
If you could tell yourself something in the past, what would you say?
231 · Sep 2014
I'm Sorry
Lydia Sep 2014
I really messed up today
It's like that nightmare
Where I end up with no friends
Except it's real
And I am terrified
I feel like I'm in a room
And I just did a terrible thing
And everyone is just staring at me
Waiting for me to say something
But instead I just run out of the room
I ran out of a classroom crying the other day
But it wasn't the same
It wasn't this bad
I wasn't this scared
You all keep staring
Would you cut that out?
I don't eve know what I did wrong!
I'm sorry, okay?
I'm sorry!
I'M SORRY!
Please comment :)
Lydia Oct 2014
We're all tired but we'll never sleep again
We'll stare at the ceiling and flip through the images of our mistakes in our heads
We'll make up problems to solve
Or think of things that could go wrong
We'll just be mad at people
Or we'll sit there and cry until we pass out at one in the morning
Or until we go to school at seven
We've all broken down before, and all my friends,
I think we're the ones they forgot to fix
Or we're the lost causes
Or maybe we're just invisible
But we're the only people who can resent our own hearts for beating
Our minds for thinking
Our feet for taking another step.
Maybe we strive for invisibility
And fall in love with every second that we aren't seen
Every second that we can't hear our own hearts race
Every second that we don't drown in our own thoughts
The happy thoughts always seemed to go too fast
The peaceful thoughts never seemed to exist
We constantly move and tremor
Even when we're sitting still
We think ourselves to the edge of the earth
And some of us have fallen off
Some of us just keep looking down
But no one is looking forward anymore
I'm sure that we could, if we tried
But we just don't want to anymore

I gave up today.
I stood up and I walked off.
I didn't even look behind myself.
I didn't speak.
I didn't cry.
I gave up,
And I walked off.
Please comment :)
230 · May 2014
The Only Star
Lydia May 2014
Everytime I say hello to you
I know that we will have to say goodbye
I know that our time together is short
Was short
I wonder if we will get anymore
Time with you
Is time with angels
You in all of your perfection.
I am not concerned
You are the calm
Of the wind in late spring
You are the ground beneath my feet
The ground which I know so well
You are every star in the sky
The stars which I hold so dear
But you are the only star
That I will get to hold in my hand
Someday
You are my someday
But some days never come
The stars are constant
But are you?
Please comment :)
229 · Sep 2014
Listening
Lydia Sep 2014
When I first met him
He told me that I had a lot to say
And that no one would listen
But he would

He pinned me so flawlessly
As if he had thrown a thumbtack at a mosquito wing
I'm not in love with him
Far from it, in fact
But he interests me.
He's the sort of person you only meet once
He doesn't fit into a type
Because he's every kind of different
And I love talking to him
Because I don't already know what he's going to say before he says it
He's got such a ******* up life
But he is one of the best people I know
It's fascinating, really
He could be incredible, if given a better chance
But he isn't
And he doesn't complain
And yet he still lets me talk

When I first met him
He told me that I had a lot to say
And that no one would listen
But he would
And he has never broken that promise.
Please comment :)
226 · May 2014
In My Mind
Lydia May 2014
Like holding on to clouds;
There's nothing there
Like tripping over your own feet
Like singing to an empty ampitheatre
Like talking when everyone has left the room
Like reaching for the stars
You can't touch
In my mind,
We're holding hands.
Please comment :)
226 · Dec 2019
Blooming
Lydia Dec 2019
I see a little girl in a garden crying over her dead roses
She asks me how the garden can live after watching a beautiful thing die
I don’t know, I tell her
I tell her they are still beautiful somewhere in her past
That she’ll look at photographs one day and not remember when they died
But I know that she will
She tells me she doesn’t want to live when beautiful things have to die
I tell her that she is a beautiful thing
In her soft victorian dressing gown,
She is so young
I saw her framed in a museum once.
I wake up to two am in a college dorm room and start the day because I know that girl is dying somewhere
Sometime too long ago for me to be mourning
I look at her painting and don’t remember the day she died
If she’s lucky, she grew up and bloomed.
Lydia Oct 2017
Let's see what we're made of-
Said the chemist to the architect
They built a house out of glass and stone and burned it down
Their technical achievement is of little consolation to family they installed there
Part of something else that made sense on its own. Please comment :)
224 · May 2014
You
Lydia May 2014
You
You're just a little odd-ball,
Aren't you?
You like taking tests
And waking up early
And you don't divide things by two,
You multiply them by point five
So
In escence,
Divide things by two
You don't have to be the same
To succeed.
Please comment :)
224 · Aug 2017
If You Go
Lydia Aug 2017
And you can do that
You are free to leave at any time, just
Don't expect me to follow you
Part of a series of short poems meant to address major people from throughout my life.

Please comment :)
224 · Sep 2019
Doctor Who
Lydia Sep 2019
Dad,
Remember the episode of Doctor Who where Clara is running around between him and her boyfriend? She sits in front of her mirror

I can’t do this anymore

He takes her on one last trip. He can’t save everyone. There’s a mummy on a space train.

You fell asleep. I fell in love with the bandages but I left that part out.

I wondered if the mummy would take me. It didn’t. The characters surrendered and the mummy dissolved. The oxygen was stolen.

Clara woke up on a beach. You were still pretending to be asleep. I fell in love with her body but I left that part out.

To get to the point, he saved everyone. She didn’t leave.

Father, I am sitting in front of my computer because I can’t say it in front of the mirror
I wonder if I will dissolve when you surrender
Maybe you don’t see the bandages so you don’t say the words
You can’t picture me as a mummy
But Dad,
I am dust.
224 · May 2014
Last Night
Lydia May 2014
Your words should echo your thoughts
Sounding only of the highlights
I think such wonderful things in the shadows
Last night,
I showed my little sister the stars
I let my unedited thoughts
Flow into her head
Everything I stand for
She could see
And maybe she didn't understand it yet
But someday,
She will be able to think wide open
Because we are not limited
To our own sky
There could be trillions of skies out there.
And she could be the one to find them.
I showed her Venus
And told her how orbits work.
And we sang songs till we had to go to
Sleep.
Please comment :)
223 · Dec 2017
Burned Out
Lydia Dec 2017
I fell asleep outside my first class room this morning
When my teacher arrived shortly thereafter, he quietly unlocked the door and let himself in, as he always does when I wash up like this
Which is frequently
Twenty four hours wasn't enough for one day
So I stretched it out for as long as I could
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222 · May 2014
I Am Not Religious
Lydia May 2014
It's funny
How I haven't given up yet
I eep saying I will
But then I don't
I want you to be ok
But I can't help you
Helping you
Hurts me
I don't want to help you anymore
But there you are,
Sitting next to me
Oh gosh
Why can't you walk away?
Your voice grinds my soul
You click your tounge
And bang on the table
And it hurts me
You are the only one that hurts me.
I am screaming at you to stop
I'd grab your wrist
So that you can't hit it
But you have me in a glass tank

I am so trapped with you
So beaten
And so broken
But I want you to be ok.
I watch my words
And hold my tounge
And pray for the end of school
If it helps you to understand
the agony you put me through,
I am not religious.
Please comment :)
222 · Aug 2015
Trying To Sleep
Lydia Aug 2015
I fell asleep last night pretending you were next to me
I woke up from a nightmare and was startled when I couldn't find your hand
Short poems lately sorry :) I'm working on a chapbook :)

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222 · Sep 2014
Nightmares and Daydreams
Lydia Sep 2014
Today,
My nightmares leaked into my daydream
I was so tired,
I don't even know if I was awake
The world was warm and welcoming
Until I could imagine a hand that wasn't there
It isn't real, it isn't real
This is what it's like to want to wake up
When you're not even asleep
Reaching out to something that isn't tangible
Feeling the ghost you saw last night
Nightmares during the day
And when it was finally over,
I sat there,
Terrified to fall asleep again
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221 · Mar 2017
She
Lydia Mar 2017
She
She's holding the universe in two hands as if it were cotton or maybe clouds
It just doesn't make sense to humanize her
And all of these people, they're just white noise
Little bits of static she can't hear, not really
She's sunken deep into everything,
Falling in slow motion
She's hypnotic
Oblivion is like a computer screen that she can manipulate
She seems dazed, like the entire universe is dancing with me right now
All the collapsing stars are fairy lights for the prom she's just created
And suddenly, I learned what she meant by infinity
In that one second that lasted forever-
I saw every time she's ever smiled
It made every kind of sense to hold her forever
But I lost her finger tips
She slipped away under the riptides and I can't swim out that far
But I watched her smile as she sank
I could still hear her humming.
Please comment :)
221 · Jul 2014
Untitled
Lydia Jul 2014
Please don't go.

Please...
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220 · Jul 2014
Promise Me?
Lydia Jul 2014
Please,
I know you're out there.
Most nights I'm too afraid to write
I miss talking to you most mornings before school starts
Tonight was a good night.
I'll be able to sleep alright.
Just come back soon,
Okay?
Promise me?
Pleasd comment :)
220 · May 2014
Sometime
Lydia May 2014
When are you coming home again?
Just remind me
That you will be coming home
sometime
Because I hate walking into school without you
And I hate knowing that that is how it will be
Every day.
I really don't mind waiting
Because I love you
But some nights,
You're all I have
And you're not here
So when are you coming home again?
When can I hear your voice
And hold your hand?
When can we be lovely together?
Just remind me that we'll be together again
*sometime
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220 · Aug 2014
Everyday
Lydia Aug 2014
I'll be here everyday
Whenever you need help,
Whenever you want a friend
Whenever you want to talk
Whenever you have time
I'll be here everyday
And whenever you are, too.
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