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Madalasapriya Jun 2020
It was raining over clouds
I found he is searching to get a shelter
He never lost  a hope
What triggered him to attempt his best

As he walked every mile
He heard a soul speaking to him
Just as he heard, it was me standing in pain

He felt we need to move on
Irrelevant  even if what it may
Just as he heard my cries
He took a lead to show me a shelter
and
He left himself alone in rain forever
TL Chesterton Sep 2019
Never will i forget his name
Or what he did to what we had,
Whether twas before or after us,
I cannot forgive a greedy man
Who isn't me
TL Chesterton Sep 2019
Bring forth the rite of war!
Rage on, bully, bully!
For forth we ride, on a steed called Heart,
Into the gnashing of teeth between competing lovers.
Your attention, my own, I wish it to be,
Never to let this happen again.
TL Chesterton Sep 2019
Is this a battle for your heart,
Akin to Helen's heart for Troy?
A war for your love?
What may he fight for, what shall he win?
I shall fight like a soldier of antiquity,
Like a Greecian God amongst Peloponnesian hordes,
For the spot in your heart called
Your one and only.
J May 2019
I hope you read this some day
Long after we’re both already married
and it hurts less to say my name, even less to think of the way you used to moan mine,
I hope time heals all like they say it should
I hope you read this some day
And think of what we could have had
And smile like I hope I do
I hope it doesn’t hurt
I hope you hope so, too
J May 2019
Partial to a past that explained my experiences in a causal tone. Like a story that had to unfold, I made sure it made sense because I felt myself losing control. I had to have control of it. Apologies for every mistake I’d ever made because amending my wrongs was praying for one night without terrors. Tug of war with God. Cause and effect. I earned my hurt. I earned my hurt.


People that believe in karma drive me ******* nuts. Plagued with guilt from my childhood because I got ***** at 21 and I thought maybe if I had been nicer to Cassandra B on the playground at 9 maybe I could have kept my dignity that night in my dorm room. But it doesn’t work like that.

I have survivor’s hands. *****, calloused, jealous hands. I am not innocent, I am vindictive and manipulative and when I argue with the person I love I get mean. When I talk to myself in the mirror, I am cruel. I am not innocent. I was a bully as a child. I thought all of these things were a part of the reason why someone took my body from me when I was 21.
J Nov 2018
I forced myself to stop loving you
Because holding on was suffocating
Urban ivy, forgiving fists
I forced myself to stop loving you
Until it worked,
until I hated you in every way I never wanted to
Kayla Mar 2015
Today I saw you walking with her

I know you said that you wouldn’t be ready

and that you hadn’t moved on

But for some stupid reason I’m still caught up over you

For some stupid reason when I saw you with her

A pang of jealousy hit me hard

For some stupid reason I got nervous seeing you there

Hoping you would come in and see me

But wishing with everything I had that you wouldn’t

Maybe its just lust

But I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way

And I know that its not okay

But for some stupid reason

Here I am

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