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It's hard for me to ask for advice
Because you don't live in my head
You can only advise from what you hear
To the extent of what I said
So how can I expect an answer
When you don't fully understand
The question that I'm asking you
Is more difficult to comprehend
I don't blame if you don't know
Because you really don't
Though I don't know either
To ask a second time, I won't
pluto Nov 28
why won't you
close your eyes
when you know
you'll get hurt to see?

why do you choose
to return to
where the pain resides?
"Because I fixed my broken self" she replied. "And lost it again"

He sighed. "Aren't you tired?" he asked.

She shrugged, glancing at the night sky. "Maybe. Who knows?"

"Why stay?"

She smiled. "It is in this pain that I found home"
Friendship is a two way street
Where we meet in the middle
If you make me your whole world
We're no longer on the same level
Friendship isn't ownership
Especially when I didn't ask of you
You say you know what's best for me
I know what's best for me too
I asked for a friend not a follower
I am not your ***, saint or idol
I asked for a friend not an owner
You are important to me but not my all
Friends forever doesn't mean
We're always together
Best friends doesn't mean
We are at our best
Only when we're together
I asked for equality
Not to be put onto a pedestal
I am not higher or below you
I just want to be your equal
Shadow Dragon Nov 19
I'm showing him new
ways to *****.
Try to forget the past
lovers, especially the last.
I let him bite and chew
on my recipe for the stew.
Let the precious events glide
while I sat and lied.
But I wouldn't call them
lovers, as they made me numb.
They would sit and stare
with another affair.
They wouldn't want to do
the things he asks me to.
Why fret, *** had the answer all along.
***'s ways are definitely not our ways.
Isaac Nov 13
Wisdom is a tree of life.
Grab it with both hands.
Ask *** for it every day
Until you understand.
There is always more to see,
And always more to know.
Our joy lies in seeking out
What *** has hid to one day show.
Written 14 November 2018
Maria Etre Nov 5
I started
giving ink
to my tongue
and for some reason
I developed a sleeve tattoo
that spelled courage
Speaking without borders
speak your heart
If I could only find a space in time to let you know what was on my mind
But I could only tell you what I couldn't find
I couldn't find the words to talk with
I couldn't find a way to not feel awkward
I said at the time I couldn't take any more of being morbid
But just couldn't find the strength to move forward
I couldn't feel the pain that I feel so
I couldn't believe that anything was real
I couldn't comprehend it all had to end and when I needed you the most
I just couldn't find my friend
I couldn't choose a life to take
I couldn't sleep so I stayed awake
I looked in this mirror
But this couldn't be fake
But this guy looking back
It couldn't be Jake
I couldn't detriate
An I couldn't even think what the **** I had done
I could think this was all just for fun
I couldn't keep it on the lowdown everything was on top
But if I hadn't met you
I couldn't of got what I got
But I couldn't cry
I couldn't laugh
I couldn't fight
I couldn't bath
I couldn't try another path
I couldn't ask
Because who on earth is there to ask !
Who are you?
A businessman?
A brave wannabe hero?
A normal citizen?
A criminal?
A runaway?
Forget everything your titles told you,
Forget what your parent's expectations for you are,
Forget what you think you should be,
Take off your mask,
And reach down your heart,
The deepest part,
Where you keep your darkest secrets,
Don’t be afraid to be weak,
Don’t hide behind the mask society sculpted,
Don’t hide behind the screen of your phone,
Don’t try to be the perfect person you created on social media,
And ask,
Who are you?
Steve Page Oct 30
And when you pray
Ask from your heart
And when you pray
Seek from your soul
And when you pray
Sniff around without ceasing
Through your tears
To find the doors
That He has prepared
To brand new frontiers
For His pioneers.
And then -
A lesson from Redeemer London.  Matthew 7.
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