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and right now,
i am so tired of everything
so tired of feeling blues
so tired of being so irrational
so ******* tired of being empty
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 Jan 2016 Scar Scar Jones
m i a
don't [breathe] with my love
that heart is so cold
all over my own
i don't wanna know that babe
ah-lalalalala//
ed sheeran makes the best lyrics//
I was born female
I am told that this puts me at a disadvantage
I am told that I will make
On average
20% less than a male
I am told that by the time
I am 18
Between me and 3 of my closest girlfriends
At least one of us will have been
sexually assaulted, abused, or *****
And all of us
Will have been sexually harassed
I am told this is a mans world

But I am Woman, hear me roar
And this is my world

I am not my unequal paycheck
I am not an unfair disadvantage
I am not the bruise you left
on my right cheek
I am not a victim

I am Mother of All Things
I am Healer
I am Lover
I am the Moon, and I am Peace

I am Woman, hear me roar
And I am fierce

Do not mistake
My sweetness for weakness
For as the moon
I can shift tides
And move mountains

I am Woman, hear me roar
And this is my world
People will always judge you whether you’re right or wrong. It is up to you how you deal with the situation and carry yourself.
Its pencilled etchings on the breeze
its gentle pastel tints and tones
its magic crystals falling
celestial celebrations in the sky
the wistful hoof of deer
or hop of mouse across the snow
the sculpted thin arrangement
of the reeds and grasses sticking through
conducting a stilled soliloquy  
in quiet of clearings among trees
where dancing snowflakes come to rest
the hiss of frozen moisture on the run across the lakes
the thuds on sheds- the crunch like sugared icing
on the paths - the swish of skis and sledges passing by
the echoing booms as the lakes lid cracks
the whistle through of the wind whisking out the tracks
a symphony in grey and white well into night
when deeper tones of brown and black
make background shadows in the woods

Margaret Ann Waddicor 27th January 2016
Winter is always exciting and beautiful.
My aching flesh
Handprints on me are reddish
Your blanket of fire
Cold silk expose desire
Pressed against you to learn
How slow and heavy we burn
Shared on Hello Poetry on January 27, 2016.
Copywrite under Bianca Reyes
All Rights Reserved
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 Jan 2016 Scar Scar Jones
Belinda
Move. On.
I've heard that a million times
Friends,families
I know they're right
I know I have to forget
those ridiculous 1AM flirts
those long and deep stories
Or should I say..secrets ?
those sweet and comforting words

I'm moving on. honestly
I keep living my life
And smiling even when
I feel like I'm breaking

But
to *completely
move on?
Honestly
**It's not that easy
It really is not.
 Jan 2016 Scar Scar Jones
SJ
It was loud
Thunder booming in the background
Lightning offering its shine to all those without light
The old man with no hope knew he was in for a long night
Numb from the normal aches that come with old age
The knife in his heart masking the pain
Ever since his love had been called away and he was left here to stay
Left in the old house wishing she was still there to fill the emptiness
Pain was difficult before she parted; Now pain was the Ultimate test
Dripping of the rain the splatter here and there
Filling the silence yet making the loneliness too much to bare
Thoughts of a crooked grin
Eyes forever young. Ones he'd never see again
Do you know what it is like to miss half of your heart?
Have the ultimate love then have death tear your world apart?
Reached in so suddenly and took her away
What was once meant to be now is gone and the man doesn't know if he should stay
It'd be so easy to join the girl
May she be how she was before?
Back when they first met
Back before all he did was mourn and wept
When her hair was long and flowing
Baby blue eyes full of the love she was always showing
Smile so quick to warm the heart
That girl was mine before the start
She was destined to me. And I was her one and only.
A woman so kind and caring for a man who had been so lonely
Now my wrinkle hands tremble as I stand in the heart of the storm
Looking upward for a sign of her as I mourn
Praying lightning would strike down and send me home
Back into her arms so that I'm no longer alone
Wanting to end it all right here and now Knowing that she would take my decision with a frown
She was never about taking the easy way out
Always knowing what was best without a doubt
So taking shelter away from the storm.. away from this pain
I will live until I am called home. Then with her I will remain
 Jan 2016 Scar Scar Jones
SJ
I've been weary of my heart

Turning a blind eye at chance

Letting the bottle rule my life

Drink

Take away the pain that burns

Stings more than the liquid that aims to ****

Do I care if this ends?

Drink

Only wish to fade away

Depart from memories that cause the ache

My sinning is not helping to numb

Drink

I can't forget her smile even in my drunken haze

Want the memory of her pain gone

Bottle why won't you help?

Drink

Erase the love, my need, my greatest want

Waste away

Fill my bloodstream with your toxins

Drink

I'll close my eyes one more time

Picturing her behind closed lids

Here comes the pain

Drink

Take a sip

One more

Drink till the end and make me forget

Drink

Who was she that tempted me?

My memory is blank

My heart is empty

*Drink
 Jan 2016 Scar Scar Jones
Skai
How did I
ever love
you?
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