Trusting you was the worst thing I could have done to myself. Listening to you was the worst thing I've ever heard. Thinking of you was the worst thing I've ever thought of. Looking at you was the ugliest thing I've ever seen. Feeling you was the worst thing I've ever felt. Loving you was the worst thing I've ever loved.
Leaving you was the best thing I could have done. At least at the moment.
the one precious thought unfounded possibilities unimaginable imagined unassuming figure crushed perception beauty hearts desire with just a glance deep stare etching hearts scarred tattoo touch so gentle gentleman’s dream turned upside down heart falling echoing words manipulative skill lonely girl picture left behind presentation of facts keeping your secrets trust yourself trusting no ******* possess me till out of sight among my mind pirouette effect leaving me flat footed starring at the same moon you gaze upon ******* plots of love
i am stuck in a glass box. No I'm not a mime and no I'm not Houdini Though my legs are tied with chains I cannot seem to find the key to Pulling me down behind metal doors and locks snapped shut By my own doing, I am my own victim The walls I’ve built above myself are now a sarcophagus I find comfort in My grave dug deeper than the 6 feet recommendation, The breathing space I have seems only to fill with water The more I push away the help I crave, The more I doubt I will get it. With grave robbers visiting my tomb often I am now use to the feeling of losing parts of myself I will not see again Always being told from a young age to not give my whole heart away But never fully listening The iron gates I’ve built around myself , impenetrable to those wanting to see in. After the numerous moments I’ve wished id kept them shut For those only wanting to take, only give more reason to keep them locked.
You know if an experience is of your soul by the way it feels. There is a soothing awareness that calms any doubts and fears. You do not deny yourself the opportunities because you know it is presented to achieve a new level of mindfulness. You surrender to the offering by trusting the guidance of your heart. You open up and hear the inner voice that leads and discerns between the wants of your ego and the call of your spirit.
You realize that everything you attract is being granted in trust to the evolving and revealing of who you truly are. There are no mistakes only judgements and apprehensions hardened by lower frequencies and fear spiked beliefs. You are led by grace and when you tune in to its love and devotion for you, you relinquish the obsessive need to know everything before taking a leap of faith.
We connected... I trusted her to see me today It felt like I gave a piece of my soul away She's friendly and kind I really like her style I think she'll do just fine I will work on trusting me More now
I'm getting comfortable around you hockey girl I'm getting use to the cold tryin' not to fold hockey girl I'm learning how to skate, 'em chairs far away hockey girl I'm not gonna lie, I do fall and fall again as I try to stand hockey girl
Oh what a game hockey girl I'm a summer boy, l love grass and the cleats hockey girl I'm a gym boy, I rather do weights and do the jumpman hockey girl I like to think I'm a sport guy but hockey wasn't mine hockey girl
Where I was born hockey wasn’t a sport hockey girl Sometimes I would think "how can I learn a new sport at one and twenty" hockey girl Back in the day I used to think hockey was white and not black hockey girl Now I'm beginning to realize that hockey is black and white hockey girl
Sometimes the pads and apparel gets heavy and uncomfortable hockey girl Learning a new sport can be tough hockey girl I play to not get in the box hockey girl I sincerely hope I don’t disappoint you hockey girl.
FYI: This poem goes to a good friend of mine I just wanna say thank you as I share my mind
I hate myself for blindly believing Every word you said For following you unquestionably Eagerly going where I was led
I hate myself for my naivete Thinking that you would stay Never saw your true intentions Now they're as clear as day
I hate myself for foolishly trusting you Giving you all of my heart Never should have depended on you When I was breaking apart
I hate the way I easily let you in Watched you rip me in two Most of all I hate myself for Falling in love with you
This is one about my first serious boyfriend but I feel the same way today about my second haha, except I left instead of the other way around. I am angry at myself because I did know the kind of person he was, to some degree, and instead of staying away like i knew i should we became close and i was head over heels before you know it. Four years later i see that people rarely change :(
I'm questioning me To my understanding To listen To hear. To comprehend. The morality Of reality. Am I slipping through or am I phasing past? Am I the first or just one of the last. Together we fall, around sun and past the moon to our silence we withstand.
We aren't alone we stand United. A force unbreakable A veil inseparable As you see Broken we are ****** is we No one said we were straight We just contemplate At our weight At our fate At out faith Can we be Can they change From the error Of our ways?
It's just us No its them They're the reason we can't think You're the reason we can't trust So who's to blame ? Who's to claim? The Shame From their ways That they claim Was right I can't change Neither can they Cause humans we are We have all the flaws No one was said to be the perfect Not even in the eyes of God. Sidetracked as this goes This all goes with into one flow The dead hideous All hurendous , of course you can see Are the out cast of this world God I might hurl. But the living is pure They're as perfect as me But why Cause no ones as sane as the guy next to me Cause they aren't as Holy as they seem to be So dead as living and living as dead Everyone's them But the same in the end
i am SICK of myself for trusting you over and over and over and over and over and OVER AGAIN i am SICK of all the lies i believed i am SICK of the time wasted on you i am SICK of wanting you i am SICK of thinking and thinking and thinking of what i could've done better of what i messed up on of what i did wrong so can you PLEASE tell me because i am just so sick of this