#suicidalcoco poems on Hello Poetry

Coffee with Cream Sep 2020

I broke up with you,
Well, you broke up with me,
I’d would of ended it too,
How that become what it been,
I don’t know and time ain’t explained it yet,
How I fell in love with an ***, like you?
Heart intended to hurt,
Never felt blame’s brunt,
However finger-pointing prowess,
Judged everything I dress,
Liar dressed in lover’s coat.
Honestly. I fell for your hoot,
You took my foolish love hostage,
Then... left it for died.
You’re an *******!

Blaming you but the mirrors are starring back,
Mirror reflecting an distort, ugly image...
Me: the A$$hole. (in kinder words)

I broke away from a man who really cared about me. Heartbreak so hard when u have to stop caring but, confusing, when u realize how much u cared about someone u break up with. Poem fells just so right.

#heartbreak #suicidalcoco

Coffee with Cream Sep 2020

Hate being your friend

To the girl I always think about
To the girl who makes me laugh
To the girl that I wanna kiss
Me and you would me be perfect
Just

If we weren’t friends.

#suicidalcoco

Coffee with Cream Sep 2020

To Fear

To be powerless
To the situation
That keeps u captive
That keeps u detain
So u don’t fly
Or see the world
That is beyond
The horrible situation
Brother don’t be bothered
By fear
Or it’s seductive sister
Sadness
For u are powerful
Don’t let fear deter ur power.

#suicidalcoco

Coffee with Cream Jul 2020

Everyday is Everyday

The sun will rise everyday,
Then will decent at sunset everyday,
The air will fill and empty your lungs
Every second and every minute everyday,
Hundreds of people die everyday,
But there’s thousands of births everyday,
Your history grows with every passing day,
And your future grows smaller everyday,
You must open your gift, the present, everyday
Even if it’s unpleasant or the best thing ever,
You must accept this gift everyday
And everyday and everyday and everyday,

Then comes that one day,
You see the sunrise and the sunset
And feel the air pass through your lungs
On that day you can touch the happy
Ambience of new live, the last time, and hear
The stories of your yesterday and listen
To the hopes for an innocent infant’s life,
On that day your hopes are pipe dreams
Cause today there’s no more tomorrow
Sadly, you join the fact of everyday
Then when you enter the door of sorrow
Inside the house the beds are cold coffins
And your everyday become yesterday.

#suicidalcoco

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