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Man Jan 2021
i open up to you
though at times, you make me regret it
we're friends, it's true
and yet, every now and then i forget it
you're here for me
and i'm here for you
so i wish your love for me
weighed as heavily
as the pain and trauma
Wilder Dec 2020
Sometimes
when I look in the mirror
i'm startled to see
me

When
I scrub off the pen lines
odd bits of makeup
all that's left is me

I stand there
bare and trembling
these are the pieces of me
and maybe I'm starving

but at least
I can feel myself smiling
because
these are the marks of my survival
so this how I've gotten this far
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Stars twinkle above the mess both have made
As if unaware of destruction
Dawn will arrive without fail
Enhancing our deconstruction

Drowning
Unavoidable pain
Birds mock with their cheerful song
Own voice hardly croaks a hoarse whisper
When I speak words all sound wrong

Sweet memories comfort briefly
Blown up in my distressed brain
Soothe the open wounds I nurse
The sorrows still remain

My heart continues beating
Noise the only indication
Suffering from the devastating effects
Brought by sudden desolation

On a desperate quest for understanding
Roads I walk lead to nowhere
Promised to stay and love me forever
I need you most and you're not there
What's worse is you pretend like you still love me and care but if that was true you would be here
Maria Etre Oct 2020
The confessional between my body and the world
is in my hand
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Ruheen Sep 2020
Halfway there
Then I turn around
Start walking west
But I hit the ground

And I don't get back up
I turn to my side
Elbow underneath
As the I watch the Sun pry

The gravel digs in
I turn on my back
Lie on my arm
Make it all pitch-black

I keep 'em open
When I hear sounds
Engines revving
It's about to go down

I crawl outta the way
My palms scraped and ******
Was lying on the dirt
But my jeans got muddy

Lights fly past
They show me a way
So I tie up my hair
And start walking straight

I'm still halfway there
But I turn my feet
Start walking north
Now there's grass underneath

How could one find me,
In this mess of a field?
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Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2020
I never listen
Never remember details
I am never there
I try to be but it feels like I am never enough
Noaki Aug 2020
Most of my lonely nights
I sit by the window side
And look up and smile at the stars
Cause I see you up there
Valerie Jul 2020
''And that night, I came home pale and broken. My heart was broken in leaving you there with no answers. When I looked at you for the last time, confused and disappointed, it was as if the brightness of life had been extinguished. There was only sadness for months. Any trace of your memories weakened my body. You liked coffee, I stopped drinking it. You pedaled your bike, and I lost my balance. We were in that bookstore and I was never able to buy there again. What if I forgot you today? It would be a gift. Now you are consciously raw, and I am inconsolable sorry''
I'm too old for that
Elizabeth Jul 2020
She was there when "her" fiancé left her in the middle of the night a week to their wedding.

She was there when "he" came knocking on her door in the dread of the night seeking solace and a place to lay his burden.

She was there when "she" came seeking for help and a shoulder to lean on.

She was there when he needed someone to listen to his bitter tales and offer comfort.

She was there when their world came crashing down, she built a better place for them.

But when she needed them to do the same for her, they weren't there.
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