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If this is the last time I see you,                                                             ­             
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please know that you were loved                                                            ­    
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and is you're missing me too                                                              ­                
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then you can look up above                                                            ­                                                
I will always be watching,                                                        ­              
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making sure you're okay,                                                            ­                    
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 even though we aren't touching,                                                        ­          
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I'll be with you each day                                                              ­                    
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  You were my favorite treasure                                                         ­           
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 that I was blessed to have                                                             ­               
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and it was my pleasure                                                         ­                   
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to guide you down life's path                                                             ­     
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  If you ever loved me                                                               ­                 
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keep me in your heart                                                            ­                      
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with your love & memories                                                         ­                   
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I will never part
I wrote this for my 2 sons who I couldn't love more if I tried.
Widad 3d
There’s a weight on your heart, a storm in your mind,
But every tear that falls, is a step you’ll find.
Don’t let the darkness make you feel small,
Each drop is a step, you’ll rise from it all.
You don’t have to hide what you’re feeling inside,
Those tears aren’t a weakness, they’re a guide.
Every time they fall, they show you the way,
Taking you closer to a brand new day.
Luminous tears, they light your way,
Leading you forward, helping you stay.
Every drop, a step ahead,
Turning pain into strength, like it was said.
Luminous tears, don’t fear the fall,
Each one is a step that will help you stand tall.
When the road feels long, and the night feels cold,
Remember, each tear has a story untold.
They’re not the end, but a sign to believe,
That every heartache will help you achieve.
So let them fall, don’t run from the pain,
Each tear is a promise, breaking the chains.
You’re stronger with every drop you shed,
Every tear’s a step toward what lies ahead.
Luminous tears, they light your way,
Leading you forward, helping you stay.
Every drop, a step ahead,
Turning pain into strength, like it was said.
Luminous tears, don’t fear the fall,
Each one is a step that will help you stand tall.
Every tear you’ve cried, is a mark of your fight,
They’ve painted your path, lighting up the night.
With each drop, you’ve become more than you knew,
Stronger, braver, with a heart that’s true.
The road may be rough, but it’s shaping your soul,
Every tear is a step towards making you whole.
So let them fall, don’t be afraid,
For every tear you shed, a new strength is made.
You’re building the person you’re meant to be,
With every tear, you’re closer to being free.
I wonder why i stay when it is so hard to breathe,
Why i hold on even though i want to leave.

In my darkest moments i search for a light,
I'm hoping for a reason to make it through the night.

I wonder why i stay when i'm feeling so small,
with no one to catch me when i stumble and fall.

And i don't want to give up just yet,
But i'm lost in the dark unsure of what's next.

i wonder why i stay when thoughts of ending it all haunt my mind,
part of me wants to go but yet i'm trapped and confined.

I want to live, not just survive.
hope you like it, and if it resonates with you just know, i'm so proud of you and you can do it. you wil find your light one day.
Even in death,
Tears will still trace the hollow curve of my cheek,
An eternal river, untouched by time or decay.

Even in death,
My blood, now but a memory,
Will have withered into silence.
My flesh, a crumbling relic,
Peels away from the marrow,
Each fragment of me scattered into the dust,
And still
Tears,
Will stain the remnants of what once was,
Slipping from eyes that no longer see,
Drifting into oblivion,
A haunting echo of all that was lost.

Even in death,
In the hollowed chambers of my chest,
Where nothing lives,
Where no heartbeat dares to sound,
Tears will continue to fall,
As if they, too, are cursed to never rest.
Graves where my family will lay
As birds shoot across the sky
The fleeting beauty outstretched
Wind crashing the ticking clock
Knowing I will join them soon
Beginning as we ended things
Torn and faded beaming with colour
Filled with so much character
Every imperfection chasing after the other
Palms with lines I know like the roads
Which I have wandered since I can remember
Giving me something to hold
Through this black and blue
Hot and cold
Love and cavity
Depression and vanity
Truth and reputation
Senseless *******
Craving anything but you
Wanting nothing else
Joyous sounds beautiful images
All the luck in the world
Couldn’t make me want more
Just finished my coffee
The last sip was cold
And I found a hair at the bottom
Not that important to be honest
Everything is worth the torture
Which is beset on each and every one of us
How natural to not feel enough
As the sky pierces through temptation
Not knowing what you’re chasing
Just trusting the feeling
Buried so deep inside your gut
Along with your body clock
Knowing when to wake up
Holding onto everything
Letting go of everything
Fearing everything
Trusting everything
Killing everything
You keep looking
For the answer you seek
The journey so long ahead
Living inside your imagination
Alone more than before
Maybe you always were
Just not those times with you
When the world seemed to stop
And we seemed for once in our lives
To have understood why we are here
Such purpose glimpsed for a moment
Until we had walked enough
And my feet hurt
Having reached where we set out
Tired from talking and squeezing
Letting go and taking flight
Saying goodbye with anxious kisses
Not knowing what lay on the other side
Although that wasn’t what made it hard
The unknown is a certainty
What I was dreading was knowing
My time with you made me happy
And together we had fun
For while it lasted
You made me so happy
And all the time spent otherwise
For those moments with you
Made everything else seem impossible
This pen is no tool,
Nor is it a weapon,
It's a wellspring of magic,
Purist of it's kind,
All these stories in my head,
Pouring out like tears,
Dripping into to black blood I give.
My sword and my sheild.
preston Apr 9

There are paths you don’t choose
but find yourself on,
waking one day to realize
you’ve left the voice that once
called you home.

There are people—
beautiful, bruised,
who touched the hem of healing

and stepped back

as if love would demand too much.

And I wonder how God handles
the slow disaster
of the almost-return.
The ones who knew,
who felt,
who started to lean in—
but didn’t.

Does He grieve
like a father who watches
his child walk past the open door,
too ashamed to knock?

Or does He simply wait—
unmoving,
unchanged,
burning with a stillness
only eternity understands?


Because I still ache
in the temporary.
I still hold their names
in my prayers
like broken glass
pressed into palms
that would have held them whole.



God help me
kim Apr 9
I’ve
been standing for way too long
My legs
wobble and itch
For me
to move
  
My next
word shall tell a story
Of how
much I’ve faked
Of how
much I’ve pruned
  
My
father stands aside the altar
My
Husband in touch
Crying
tears of joy
  
How he’s
wanted me to be “normal”
I raise
my chin as I walk forward
I wonder
if my husband knows
  
The white
lacy dress dragging on the floor
The
white roses hiding
Their
thorns under my clasped hands
  
I look
to my right and there she stands
My lover
and bridesmaid
Watching
as I get married to another
Tell me your thoughts and have a good day :)
Neil Coleman Apr 6
With colours gone
Grey, forlorn
The sky a puddle, muddy morn
I have no tears
I give thee thorns.

Where laughter lived
To once exist
The room aswirl, silent cyst
I have no tears
I give thee mist.

When passion played
And love was made
Fingers clasped and grasped in vain
I have no tears
I give thee reign.
kim Apr 4
I walk into the yellow kitchen
Soft buzzes come from the refrigerator
It smells of rotten memories
Maggots shroud the sink drain
My mother stands by the burning stove
Cigarette in hand
Mosquitos glint in the hard light
The windows closed
Yet you could see
From the outside
Dark shadows
Deformed and tangled
Knots in my scalp
They hurt to think about
My mother itches to pull them out
The weeds on my head
Are untamed and reek
Of ash that falls
Faint glimmers of yelling
Sprinkle the ***** floor
Another inhale
More glimmers drown
The air in the kitchen
She turns off the stove
And yells at the smoke
Covering her hand
I cover my ears
At the sudden shriek
Tears fall as I realized
I hurt my mom.
I don't always write in such a way. I think I've just been in a mood lately. Give me your thoughts. Have a good day :)
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