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Cynthia Jan 2019
The beating of my heart thumps like a song,
It's broken and it's shattered,
but i know it's never wrong.
My words are heartbreak poured into letters;
the poems and stories leak like music,
sometimes violent and sometimes in patterns.
You may think because I left, I don't care.
But through moonlight sonatas to ripping earth quakes,
I'd love you anywhere.
You were hurting me in ways beyond just fighting.
Forget your words, just your mindset alone
rips through my body like blue lightning.
I hope we'll come back together anyway,
you're better than this and I know it.
I was brought up to know in any storm, to have faith.
Cynthia Dec 2018
I thought I'd finally clawed my way out
of the darkest reaches of my mind.
But as the cold suffocates me again,
I touch what I left behind.
My soul breaks and pours away,
it leaks from my fingers for everyone to see.
It escapes through my eyes, my hair, my chest;
and still, we all ignore how it bleeds.
How can I ask for help when I've been here before?
They've all seen me fall, watched when I cried.
How do I ask for someone to pull me out,
when it isn't even their fight?
I'm told to just keep going,
but I just don't know how to survive.
My heart burns away into a black hole,
Why even try if I've already died?
Where was the world when I needed it?
The help is long overdue.
If death is what they mean by it'll eventually be okay,
I guess what they say is true.
Cynthia Sep 2018
Your love is like a fresh breath of Spring,
it gives me energy and a will to live.
Your kiss falls as a leaf upon my lips in mid Autumn
and pours down into my heart like a waterfall.
Winter wraps itself around your eyes
and snowflakes dance in your soul.
Your skin is warm like the Summer sun,
and when you touch me, my love is reborn again and again.
The moon pulls us together and pushes away stress,
it moves an ocean of emotion through our veins.
You are a breath of Spring
with the kiss of Autumn,
decorated with frozen eyes and a careful soul,
blessed with warm skin
and an aura that pulls others in.
And because of all of this,
I am in love.
Cynthia Aug 2018
It's odd how bad we hurt each other,
but fight to keep it all together.
We're so in love, but you're full of hate.
Is it truly hard to predict this fate?

Will anger consume your gentle heart?
Will he cut away and tear us apart?
Or are you stronger than this and will you make us last?
Are we really deteriorating away so fast?
Cynthia Jul 2018
Show me where you're insecure,
I will kiss it where it bleeds.
Open up to me where it hurts
and let me tend to your needs.

I will talk to each of your voices,
I will know them each by name.
Once you've had a taste of my love,
you can never be the same.

When you see the demonic monsters
I will feed them all my food,
They deserve my love and care
because they are real to you.

I will not say it isn't real,
or scold you for what you can't control.
Melt into my open arms,
for it's your fears that I will hold.
Cynthia Jul 2018
pink and red
with some white too
fill up my body
till Im red and blue
they mar my skin
in all shades
my body has seen better days
pink and red
with some white too
they cover my skin
never fade
they will do

- Written By Emmaleah Shibley
Cynthia Jun 2018
I can feel it in my head
and hear its voice in my soul.
I wish I could **** its horrid face
and take back the happiness it stole.
It took my life and turned it dark,
showed me beauty in the depths of Hell.
I'm held prisoner by its hands.
It loves me through a prison cell.
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