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Anne B Feb 8
Burn those bridges, then
If you must.

Let them ******* burn.
Sometimes you gotta do.
Lost Property Jan 27
what would u say if i told u the truth and said no
would u tell me
ur thinking of me
praying for me
that it does get easier
that i’m not alone
that ur always there if i need someone to talk to
don’t get me wrong i’m so grateful for every single amazing person in my life
but i already know you care about me
and i love that u love me
but i’m not okay, and to burden you with something i don’t understand myself is something i can’t do
Written 17/06/2020
if it feels like a high when they finally text you back,
end it.

if you feel like an addict going through withdrawal when they ignore you,
end it.

if you've stopped telling your friends about it because they tell you to end it,
end it.

if you've stopped talking to your friends altogether,
end it.

if you feel like you want to write a poem about how they make you feel,
dear god end it.





    
        ©Words of a withering soul
Taylor Dec 2020
would you believe
i’ve been
okay
six
whole
months

that i haven’t
thought of
Death
not
even
once

isn’t it great
to see
me
doing
so
well

i’m happy so
full of
smiles
my
jaw
hurts

my heart throbs
a tune
says
i’m
peachy
keen

life’s going great
i’m feeling
just
so
*******
good

do you believe
please just
believe
my
little
smile

i’m really okay
i’m okay
i
am
am
i
If I keep smiling, everyone will believe it, even me.
Roy-Jax Nov 2020
We all have goals we want to achieve
But we're not willing to put the work required
It may have to do with how we perceive
the road should be to reach our desires


When reality's different from expectation
The fire in you begins to decrease
It also goes down with your motivation
Then your strength to continue completely cease

What that means is your outlook just needs to change
Nothing good in life is never ever easy
When challenges come, don't think it's something strange
Because that's how life goes, things never go smoothly

Put God first and you surely will make it through
And along with that you need some discipline
If you're passionate, work harder to prove it's true
With time and consistency you'll certainly win

You can do it, so push yourself to the limit
It's with great dedication the legends did it
Focus on your goals and ignore the critics
Keep it up long enough you will surely make it
basil Nov 2020
tw// language. self hate.

do something, do something, do something
*******, waste of space
what are you even doing with your life?

please please just get up
i'll leave you alone if you do something
anything

brush your teeth, please, you smell like death

do something, do something, do something
******* just get up

fourteen missing assignments, and that's just one class
you dumb ******* i hate you

get up
you're the reason for every bad thing that has ever happened

y'know what?
don't do anything
sit there
you're gonna mess up anything you try anyway

are you going to cry now?
of course not. that's doing something.

don't go to sleep

your lungs could collapse right now
you could die
no one promised you forever
you only get a now
and you're spending it on your twin sized bed
might as well be in a coffin
you ******* waste of decomposable matter

do something, do something, do something
SORRY.

uhm. this is probably one of the most personal things i've put on here. so,, idk there's a piece of my brain for you, i guess.

good morning <3 or,, night <3
Eli Nov 2020
your hair is winter fire,
January embers.
my heart burns there too.
this is not mine, i just find it peaceful
#it
Humpty Trumpty
sat on his wall
bleating and blathering,
condemning us all.

"I know the way,
I'm better than you,"
Tweeted he every night
over his golf course view.

"I don't care for Mexicans,
Muslims, and not so much Jews...
Well, at least not the Dems and
those on the 'news'.

I prefer instead those painted orange,
like me,
in fine Italian shoes.

I'm the President now,
I decide if the sky stays blue...
not the the artists or the scientists...
and certainly not you.

I'll make this Country great again!
You'll see, I know what to do!
Put your faith in me, a 'Billionaire'!
I promise, I'll tell you true!"

Hollered he up high,
his chubby fingers crossed,
as his great jowels blubbered,
and his voice quaked with frost.

"I wonder," thought I,
reading his alternate 'facts' of the day,

"Maybe he wouldn't be so grumpy
if his daddy loved him more, or at all,
or maybe, just maybe,
if his fat greedy hands
weren't so
*******
small."
Sent to DJT in his first 100. May it grace the cover of my FBI file, should I have such a file.
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