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emily grace Feb 2015
i know you messed me up
made me feel things forgotten
buried deep in me now excavated
covered in dirt and debris

you ******* me up in the best kind of way
made my heart beat fast and slow
at the same time
knocking me off my feet with a single look

those blue eyes can't be forgotten
locked somewhere deep in my head
where you reside
lying dormant until you pick yourself up
and take over the rest
leaving me breathless and intoxicated

i'd be lying if i said i didn't need you
like the breath in my lungs
and the blood in my veins

i'd be lying if i said you didn't mean a thing to me

you messed me up in the worst
and best
kind of way
Manda Lise Jan 2015
Don't smile because you are happy,
Smile because you have no other option left.
Be to me, what the others have failed to see.
And you'll find out that this is what you need.

By walking around for years without any sole purpose,
When you stumbled upon this you assumed it would be for the best.
And your assumptions led to the truth.
It is taken the place of the darkness or sorrow.

I hope my frail words hold some meaning to you,
Because I write for that exact reason.
That maybe you'll read my words and understand
All the words I attempt to speak, that will not come out.

This is all difficult because, taking the words of a friend,
"Life is messy."
Messy like the bottom of a junk drawer,
That hasn't been cleaned out in years.

But perhaps we can clean out this mess,
And have a yard sale for all to witness.
And they'll see we've become a better version of ourselves,
Without the messy fragments of life.
written August 2010
shosho Rea Jan 2015
It's the simplest of words that mean a lot. But then simplicity is apart of complexity, So If I'm complex then maybe my apology would mean more.
I'm sorry.
I've been walking around for about two hours looking for a sign, something but all I found was pain, guilt and well me being ashamed of myself.
I'm sorry,
I messed up and I'm sorry.
If all the words in the world could describe who I am then I would gladly take them because right now I feel like, a *****, a *****, a ***,and mostly I feel like ****,
I'm a **** up, a hypocrite I am the worst of myself and I'm sorry.
I never meant to hurt you, all I wanted to do was make you smile.
Make you see the best side of this world but I ****** up... So I guess I'm just like them a pretentious **** up...
I'm really sorry. I pray to God that things will be okay.
I'm sorry.
I only want you happy, I swear to God that's all I want, even if it means my happiness at stake then for you anything.
I'm sorry
Crystal R Hunt Jan 2015
I explode for you,
will you explode for me??
A desperate me longing,
your proud release of love in me.
I love your desperate lies,
longing me as I do you.
Please do me like it is,
Messy fate.
I explode for you...


Crystal Rose.
8/17/10
1:23am


*Copyright
Edward Clyde Jan 2015
My grand expressions
Halt by your calm demeanor
My subtle tones
Tread your wayside
My tangled thoughts
Dissolve in your timbre
You are.
balanced breath before and after reading
Gwendolyn Nov 2014
it kills me to say this
but i've forgotten what your voice sounds like

it's been twenty-one days
and i am alive
(sometimes)

i want to drown myself in drugs
i want to drown myself in Jesus
i want to drown myself in self-loathing
i want to drown myself in you

the thought of kissing you
brought me solace on
sleepless nights
now it's the source of
my worst nightmares

i tried making dreams my reality
and reality my dreams
but you haunt every crack and crevice
of my being
i can't dust the places i can't reach

i am not well.
Marguerite Oct 2014
I’m not good at writing what i feel

because it’s hard to choose words that would describe

such a feeling that’s much more than just that word



i’m not good at drawing to show what’s in my head, either

because if i did draw to release my mind,

all you’ll see is a bunch of ugly tangled lines that wouldn’t make sense

i mean, it’s a mess in there



neither am i good at singing, dancing, acting, or anything else

honestly because i’m a loser who has passion for nothing



but i’m pretty sure you’re the perfect way

to pour my whole ******* soul

and everything I am into



and i’m sorry if this offends you

because you may find it insulting

that I want to use you as my stress ball



it’s just that

maybe i don’t want

to be good at writing

or drawing

or singing

maybe i want you to be all that i pour myself to

because you’re so ******* special and amazing

you deserve all the ‘worked-******* this, stayed up late last night’ things

and the last piece of pizza and the best coffee in the world

and that expensive first-edition leather-bound book

and everything

everything



i want you to have every ******* thing i can offer

every good thing left in me

because i swear

i’m turning bad

and i don’t want you to leave



maybe

i want to give you my heart

it’s yours

take it

it’s yours



i don’t want you to leave
Written on 24/3/2014
s Oct 2014
don't force me to believe in love
when all i could see is just another broken part
don't force me to believe in your heartbeat
because it's still beating even though there was no love
don't force me to look into your eyes
because i don't want to drown in the sea of your tears
don't force me to believe in love even though it was real..
alena Sep 2014
Most sleep just to rest
Not many even remember dreams

Almost none see  how beautiful sleep is

I didn't
Until I saw it on you

None had ever made closed eyes
Fluttering with every touch
So appealing

The feel of you holding me and your gentle breath
Catching slightly with every exhale
Finer than silk

Sleep with you
You in sleep

Make me see beauty where most see none

Sleep is messy
The bedhair
        Morning Breath
             Mussed makeup
                 the creaking bones
                      Quiet voices

You make them all beautiful
You are my dream
My daily and endless dream

Maybe I am messy
but "i love to sleep with you"
Bloom - The paper Kites
Tee shirt- Birdy
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