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Yourshadow Dec 2
I hope one day these feelings will leave me like you left me

You left me

You left me touched, scared, broken

So many words unspoken

I hope that in your last moment i flash before your eyes

And you will feel my pain, my despise
louella Feb 2022
i hate the sun

why?

maybe it’s because i am never truly fully happy
or because i don’t want my ***** pale and wretched skin illuminated in the light for everyone and their mother to see
maybe because the sun shined when i was having a crisis and now i resent his rays
or because the sun is gorgeous and i am not and jealousy can eat someone alive
i am sick of watching the sun rise and fall almost every single day
only a few clouds bid me goodnight
maybe that’s why i find comfort in the gray and the gloom
because i can hide in the cracks and crevices and in the light from the moon
i hate the sun because he understands how much i despise him and yet he still returns over and over again
my family say that i sound crazy
sound like a vampire or something
i just retreat and retreat
the sun shouldn’t follow me shouldn’t define me shouldn’t label me depressed for hating the extra light
but i will still hate the brightness of the sun no matter what
what the heck

2/24/22
ShininGale Dec 2020
I have been patient with you and the rest of our race,
all I did was to play the role and have a taste.
Taste of being nice and good at times like this, how come
you're mad when it's you whose in fault.

"A little more, a little more, bare and hold it in"
a thing I say to myself when you're clearly guiltless.
You turn your words onto me when it's time to confess,
tell me! is it that hard to know what is 'oppressed'.

I held myself and my fist, even though I'll win.
well, clearly you know and knew it's not my thing.
that's why you limit me with everything.
I was just trying to be nice and you just ended me.

Remember, I'm Older.
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Ain't my intention to spread negativity or what, but have you ever had a 'sib...' who you love and cherish, but at times like you truly see that favorites are the worst. They choose who to follow, they choose who to respect...despite being the same with the older ones. I tried my best always and few times, to be able to be a good person, a better child and the best sister I could be. Never let anyone abuse your good works and hard tries, never let yourself be trapped in guilt when you decide to go and live in peace.

P.S. Pardon me for I think my writing is confusing and mixed up, perhaps I feel like sugar coating things that's why it's harder to explain nor express, maybe I am.
Rollercoaster Nov 2020
Abysmal despise curtains your insecurities.
Nolan Willett Nov 2020
When others look into my eyes
They see a thing to despise
I do not know what they see,
I wish they would just see me
annieohk Sep 2020
I can see all the messes
In my life
The ones I made long ago
And the ones
Other people made
Of my life
Of my innocence
Of my trust
And I want to scream
With the injustice
Or perhaps exact revenge
But those chances are long past
Covered over by years of secrets
Lies, and therapy
I really have moved beyond
The pain
But every now and then
The trigger will come
My skin will crawl
And I’ll despise you
All over again
kathryntheperson Apr 2020
Be careful little mouse
you are dancing with fire.
I have you under my magnifying glass
I decide weather you burn,
so I’d hold my tongue if I were you
your tricks have a way of making me tick
trick
trick
tock  
though there will be no warning
when your your life catches a flame
I will watch you squeal and squirm
with a grin upon my face.
so please think throughly about your words
and put them up and zip them away
if you’d rather not pay the price for your words upon this day.
I have the ability to crush a mans life with my fingertips
Arcassin B Mar 2020
BY Arcassin B.

Spoken words are beyond my calibur,
but I , can occur in different places,
placing my mind in others and thrusting my
anger forward tactically finding out that
emotions can be stored below my tough exterior,
as long you don't hit hard below the waste,
and further ******* anguish or demise,
its not you , your ignorance is what I despise,
I turn light into dark in my despair when I
fall apart,
entitled to my own failures looking back at my life like
who was I compared to if its not you?
I will make my mark in this pointless corrupted country,
running in and out of the spirit realm,
seeing my true purposes and letting myself grow.


©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/03/moonchild-1.html
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