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esperanza Apr 2018
I feel beautiful and free,
I am finally just me,
Holding on to wrong judgment for far too long
I've been exhausted,
I feel my lungs finally singing songs
The world has been cold and treated me wrong
Reality is such a tease
But I'm where I belong
People see me and I used to be scared
Now I'm comfortable with who I am,
My opinions are valid and strong
People will hate,
But the people who love you are
the people who truly count
Because those people love you for you
and nothing else
No one is perfect
No one is pure
No one chooses what life they have
Your mind and bones are your core
Your outer is your most beautiful disguise
Protect yourself
Because you're truly only the most beautiful butterfly
megan ottinger Feb 2020
desire for you
deep and strong
held tightly
like a child with a kite

stood by with a
soft smile
trust was pushed away
by me?
not entirely

but now i see
the toxicity you bring
no benefits with you

i was
blindsided
by
lies
were you too?
Aa Harvey Feb 2020
Weep


I want my next connection to be my last,
And I want it to be a connection that I know will truly last.
If the connection is lost due to ill-communication breakdown,
I hope in the universe there can be heard its eternal sound.


I want an upgrade on what I have had.
I want the possibility to become a Dad.
I want a woman who joins me in my laughs.
When I write poems for her, I want her to be sad.


Not the feeling; just the illusion.
I want her tears to create confusion.
I will ask why so sad?  She will say they are happy tears.
I will weep with her, for years and years.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey Feb 2020
Here


I will be with you through blood sweat and tears.
I will stick to you like note paper for years and years.
When you need someone to listen to, I will be all ears.
When the end comes and I fade away,
I will never truly leave your side; I will never disappear.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
within the realm of
trust and mistrust

placelesness
addiciton
rivers of dust
real storys
and fiction

don't get me wrong
i won't be talking long
it's just something else
this world of codes

weak words are spread
it's like butter on bread
it's like longing for fat

don't get me wrong
i won't be talking long
daddy told me: stay strong

but i'm trapped in the land of
placelessness  

get me some rest
get me some rest
get me get me get me
some rest
Today is a good day.


Yotube: Sunshine (Adagio in D Minor)
Fey Feb 2020
(I)

I once had friends,
gathered like pearls on a string.
I kept them with me,
as a bird would
with its pretty wings.
But once they outgrew me,
they all fell apart
and along with them
my fragile heart.

(II)

I heard a nasty sound,
with shaky hands I searched
their presence on the ground.
But they were gone,
already rearranged.
So all I had
was a tattered ribcage.
Frozen in time,
lost in space
a heart with no beat,
just a shallow haze.

(III)

I made friends with words
instead.
Once they were written,
they would all stay in place.
The letters on paper
toneless, they said:
"you are my creator",
to which I replied
"with pleasure.
as long as you are not a traitor."

© fey (16/07/17)
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2020
Only her scarce trust
She saves and is stingy with
Freely spending time
Self explanatory
Michaela Ferris Feb 2020
So sick of being told how to be;
laugh and smile until they all believe
that everything is perfect
even if it's just for show.
You can't let anyone see the pain that's there.

For whats planted in my mind is
a family with their backs against the bedroom door,
the sounds of threats and screaming
Bouncing and echoing off the walls.
The first day I truly understood
that everything is not always good.
But you wear a smile and pretend it's all okay!

My memory is plagued with so much dark,
the voices of pleading children for it all to stop,
to be loved by a man who could never.
And the emptiness of promises
followed by spewing words of hatred
lead the violence to be seen as something deserved.
But you do your best to act normal and pretend it's all okay!

I thought with growing up, things would get easier,
but I guess things never will.
People like to try and take advantage
even if it destroys you inside.
When I close my eyes I feel it happening,
Their hands overpowering, taking away all my control.
But of course it must have been something I did, so just smile and get on with your life!

Maybe this is why i struggle to trust,
I'm so scared to be hurt and let down.
So before you get too close, I'll try and run.
I feel like this is all I can do to protect me from the violence,
or maybe this is all I am worth?!
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