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Sydney Rose Sep 2018
d is for do not
contact me ever again 
wishing to seek freedom 
no consideration of amends

d is for die
never come back to me
travel across the country
left me painfully hopeless 
strong beliefs of your return

d is for dumb
how you treated me
wrong and disrespectful
crying long and endlessly 

d is for dangerous
deadly love between two
rebellious teenage emotions
modern day romeo and juliet
stabbed my heart touchless

d is for do-over
a new life for myself 
self-love and progression 
no more second chances
Sydney Rose Sep 2018
i wish not to patiently wait
to the days my life is over
for sudden recognization
feelings are still the same

three precious words vowed
i am his yet he is not mine
devoted passionately to he
prayers above for love to be

if i let you know the truth
will you confess it all to me
tell me you still love me
as the past has proved

stay for once never leave
bless me with one chance
to prove it is meant to be
our love is made to succeed

times are slowly changing
my love for you is endless
you always stay for little
going without my control

it is seen that i am i
and simply he is he
yet time can only tell
what is meant to be
Sydney Rose Sep 2018
run away as far as you can
eventually time will lead
back into our tired hands

come back to me
as you promise

make the future now
let the past be forgotten

put me to sleep easily
settle pains in abundance

tell me a beautiful lie
make me feel okay

let me be the chase
desire me for once

send me off gracefully
seek private adventure

grant me an early start
let me run far away
just to come back to you
Sydney Rose Sep 2018
woken haste-fully six fifty three
daily serene mid-evening nap
desperate for his loyal presence
yearning to make amends with past

i can feel his company close
desert burning temperature
his hands all over my body
lost innocent catholic girl image

his beautiful name is strictly scripted
only language i have learned to speak
rolling seductively off my tongue
pure temptation to announce hell

room easing with darkness
calming shadows keep me safe
his apparition always present
yet it was only just a dream

his name is on my mind
hauntingly beautiful
i think about him everywhere
turn my dreams to nightmares
you stay on my mind. all the time.
Sydney Rose Sep 2018
what if i don’t find love
and the options given
were all i had offered
and i let them all go

what if i missed the one
blinded to see he was there
all along - waiting for me
and i let him go

what if the one
doesn’t exist
just a mere fantasy
that’ll never be reality

case be so
i will not find love
yet instead eternal peace
and i will not let that go
Sydney Rose Sep 2018
shocking discovery of character detected
noticeable difference of interests from rest
simple lack of human within truly affected
views of life with neglect gently unstressed

explanations suddenly founded in time
answers to failure in success present
minor details with bare minimal is prime
inability of awareness unintentionally meant

attention beheld shortly with socializing
entertainment seeking happiness is essential
appearances conveying perfection appetizing
flavors of bland extreme with no potential

views sweet enticing icing designed on top
simply nothing more captivating is less to drop
simply i’ve discovered my place in the world -
what makes me different from the rest.
explanations suddenly answered to why failure is present in socializing, success & emotions. truly it is aware. i am the girl who only likes icing. the sweetest and enticing part of life, presented beautifully on top. lack of interest in the rest. bland of flavors, achievements and entertainment. inability to break this habit.
Sydney Rose May 2018
beauty upon a delicate creature
innocent young brown eyed girl
perfection bestowed in every feature
every fishers’ catch, shining pearl

perfect from day one
yet she couldn’t see
skinny must be done
perfect then she’ll be

the world was her oyster
everything granted within smile

yet beauty was a destroyer
sudden death of a child

sold the devil her soul
fantasy turned to reality
one’s life desirable goal
perfect she’ll finally be

deceived by image in mirror
years of starvation to the bones
glass of ugliness suddenly clearer
lost completely from her homes

harmful inability to love
all of the world but herself

time revealed a life
truly better than this

repetitive periods of recovery
one’s wish irreversible
beauty uplifted the misery
weight eventually stable

one thousand four hundred sixty days
hidden silent all these years
one thousand four hundred sixty ways
held back brown eyed tears

her name was sydney rose
the girl who suffers with anorexia
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