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Invisible Sep 26
Heaven rains down.
Hell rises up.
At dawn, they begin
Their search for dusk.
We mind.
We matter.
We run.
We scatter.
In the war between
All the higher powers,
All we are is,
Collateral damage.
We are used by all.
Favored by none.
You are here
Hope into love

I'm not ready
For you

Torn
Corrupted

Dreams eclipsed
With unreasonable detergent

Shot down provisions
Unequal complications

How come
You're in my life?
Balaguer Aug 27
We are hurricanes,
leaving behind traces of who we are.
Separated by categories,
are the souls of every individual.
We seem to be dangerous,
others catastrophic.
One leaves you alive,
for you to later
find a way and get back up.
To think the next one could be,
one of your parents,
a new or old lover.
Bashing through your soul,
a friend or relative,
rips.
Leaving your body uninhabitable,
seizing to exist.
The soul inside can take it all,
but for how long?

®KS
Hurricanes come and go, which one hurt you the most?
mila splawska Aug 21
i lost faith in men the day
my father hit my sister
(its just this once)
i told myself
(it’s not abuse, it’s just his upbringing)
i told myself

i lost faith in men the day
i got catcalled walking home from camp
at 13 years old in shorts and a sweatshirt
(it wasn’t to me)
i told myself
i knew it was

i lost faith in men the day
a friend i had known for
my entire life
and trusted
assaulted me in the back of his moms toyota
(he didn’t realize i didn’t want it)
i told myself
(he doesn’t understand the concept of consent)
i told myself

i lost faith in men
because how can you believe in something when
all it does is strip you of your youth, innocence and joy
how can you stay faithful
when the bible feeds you lies
Ackerrman Aug 9
I once caught a sparrow, small and black, its wings shivered as I took it in,
Fed the poor little thing, stroked its breast and listened for a heartbeat,
There it was, small but strong, its pulse erratic. Scared creature,
After the day, it had recovered and was ready to fly away, as it was born to do
So, I broke my sparrow’s wings.

Now my sparrow sits in its box, its heart is small and strong,
But I don’t let it out to see the light of day for too long,
I love my sparrow, I look at it night and day,
My warm embrace, from time to time, reminds the thing that it’s mine,
I keep my sparrow in the dark

Today, my sparrow was looking as effervescent and as strong as ever,
It hopped with pride and glee and looked so lovingly at me,
So, I took it out of its box and placed it by the open window,
The wild-eyed adoration of Raa was in its eyes as it peeped at freedom,
So, I broke my sparrows wings.

My sparrow is looking a little tired and upset,
I placed it in the box without a friend or a strand of hope to live on,
I told my sparrow that I love it and that it is special,
And it believes that I love it as it loves me, but I only like it because it is black.
I keep my sparrow in the dark.
I am not sure if I am the sparrow or the tyrant...
Steve Page Aug 2
Perch up here on this stool so we can judge you, analyse and season you and so help redefine you. Let us make-up for the blemished you, whatever the damaged you and so apply a brand new layer to you.

We can enhance you with a new shade of you, we can sponge, brush and fill-in you, conceal the less-than-perfect you. We can blush you, highlight and contour you, fade you and blend you right into the crowd of our just-like-yous. We can make-up for the real you and ensure noone ever gets a clue as to the essence of the beauty of the true you.

Just perch here and let us re-make you.
Make up can be fun and enhancing.  But sometimes it's a means of hiding. #ND19
Marcella Faye Jul 25
You already done the damage
Than I really wanted to be.
Rob Metz Jul 23
I’m feeling like our love is just a chalk laid outline,
What once was vibrant now just a memory.
I see our differences, too often I can tell,
Is this our love? Or emotional slavery.

I’ve been too busy climbing mountains in my life,
I thought I was on top but realized you’re the sky.
I spend all this time apologizing and I don’t know why…
Where has it gotten me, just to show I’ll never fly.

I want to fall for you into an endless escape,
But it seems I’ve been pushed down an endless staircase.
Feeling damaged and broken with words you’ve spoken,
Why do I feel like you can’t ever be replaced?

I’ve seen darkness and tragedy has seen me,
It’s shown me these broken pieces of everything.
But in the end that’s ok, I will soak pain in today,
Wear it as armor, to cover the wounds of yesterday.
Empire Jul 21
Why are you so sad, dear?
What burdens tug on your heart?
Draw tears from your kind eyes...

STOP
NO!!!!

Why are you aching?
I can feel it in my soul

YOU KNOW NOTHING OF ME

You’re not well, my love

THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!!!!!

Come here
I’ll hold you for a bit

GET AWAY

Wrap you in a warm embrace
Feel the consistency of my heart
Feel the strength in my arms

I DON’T WANT YOUR AFFECTION
I DON’T DESERVE IT
YOU WRAP ME IN YOUR

HIDEOUS

PITY

Let me carry it all for a stretch
You don’t have to do it all alone

OF COURSE I DO
YOU KNOW I DO
I AALLWWAAYYSS DO

Though I know you can, my warrior

YOU IDIOT!

But I can't watch you do this
Destroy yourself

WHY THE HELL NOT???

Slowly, subtly
I've noticed

DEAR, I WANT THIS!
LET ME GO

And it makes me very afraid

STOP PRETENDING YOU CARE
I KNOW BETTER

Despite what you believe, darling
You are really quite lovely

YOU BREATHE LIES

Your presence a treasure

STOP. NOW.

You are exquisite

YOU ******* LIAR

Sweetheart, just rest for a bit
Can you do that for me?

NO. I DON’T WANT REST

I WANT TO

BURN!!!

Sit with me
Tell me everything on your mind
Release every tear you've been hiding
I'll just listen
I'll just be here with you
Until you're alright

YOU FOOL
I HAVE NO PLANS
TO EVER REACH
“ALRIGHT”
Reprise of A Soft Heart (link to original below)
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3242983/a-soft-heart/

A desperate, reckless resistance to empathy
Court Jul 8
The hardest things are so simple.
but the easiest things are so hard.
Space seems better but,
the closer, the stranger..
The odds are even..
you think you're getting even,
then the oddest things occur..
Special arrangements are canceled,
trying to make everything right..
but effort goes unnoticed..
Left for dead..
Left on read..
the biggest heart is broken and damaged..
Torn between..
being the best that i can..
& the worst i could ever be..
either to fly, or to die..
To stand, or to bury..
Water is life..
but it also kills...
heights are scary....
but heights builds confidence..


Im High af..
Special
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