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brooke g Feb 2020
I am a motel.
many have taken refuge within my walls.
I wish that they would take up residency,
        but I am a temporary shelter.
         they do not stay.

I keep them warm and comfortable.
I provide solace when storms become violent.
I want to be their home,
        but I am a temporary shelter.
         they do not stay.

they go into my rooms and they make messes.
they do not clean up after themselves;
they do not see the need to
        because I am a temporary shelter.
         they do not stay.

the time seems to pass quickly.
they check in and say “the place is nice”,
but I soon hear them say that it is time to move on.
they always continue their journeys without me.
         I am a temporary shelter.
          they do not stay.


It is midnight
and I stand alone in the quiet.
the only light illuminating the dark
is the neon sign placed over my door.
it glows faintly.

my rooms are empty;
my beds are made.
there are peppermints on the pillows.

I am a motel.

there is a welcome mat
that is worn and faded
at my front step.

my door is open,
and above it,
my neon sign flickers  


                   vacancy
Please don’t hear
Please don’t listen to me
I’m all that you can now see
A storm in a cup of water
And I have warned you from this
From the day you borrowed me your sweater

Stop taking every word I say
You can’t believe every single sentence I say
I’m sorry for being that way
It will everything turn out to be fine
The suns is still coming the next day

It feels so empty
But I don’t want this to affect you
You are still a teen
You are twenty
I wish my words weren’t so clean

You look quite happy tonight
And I’m once more here again
To destroy it
You are still a teen
And someday you will find someone else
That can give you back love again
Belle Nov 2019
i am going to try to articulate.
i am borderline
even more so, a gemini borderline.
if that has anything to do with it
i must have all the attention on me
at least that's what they say
but i think it's true because when you were in my bed
and you left
i said wait
you were not him.
you were someone else
who held my hand
and held me
so i must have all the attention,
again, a gemini.
a flirt,
i cannot control my impulses because of this disease
i thought i was okay
but now i see ill never be better
because i am a liar
and a lover
but not always of one
atleast,
thats what i say.
but i do love you
Sarah Oct 2019
If I pulled up a chair,
could I sit with myself?
Alex John Peace Oct 2019
I’m the devil on your shoulder,
The voice inside your head,
You don’t deserve to be happy,
You're better off dead.
No one will miss you when you go,
You're just a burden you know,
You're worthless and pathetic,
You’re so fat and ugly it’s disgusting.
Why don’t you just **** yourself,
‘cause your life isn’t worth living.

You'll never get rid of me,
‘cause I'm everywhere you see,
I'll even haunt you in your sleep.
I'm always gonna be there,
Lurking in the shadows,
I just want to be your friend.

You need me,
I control you,
You have no on but me,
Just do what I say and I promise I'll keep you safe,
What have you got to lose?
You have nothing,
Haha you’re just a waste of space!
Why don’t you just cut yourself,
Go on! Pick up that blade...

He's the devil on my shoulder,
The voice inside my head,
He tells me horrible things,
And says I'm better off dead,
He whispers in my ear,
And follows me everywhere,
Feeding me with empty promises,
He's says he can keep me safe,
He thinks he’s in control
But not anymore,
Because I’m stronger than him,
I won’t let him win.
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