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skyler Jan 2020
i wonder
what it feels like
to eat
without feeling guilty
or spending hours online
looking at beautiful girls

i wonder
what it feels like
to breathe
without feeling heavy
or seeing flawed disaster
where a temple should stand

s.s
insensivel Jan 2020
So sad it had to be this way
She forgot all the good thing about him
She let them slip away
Before this she was content with her life
Yet today she decided that tomorrow couldn’t wait
Been living in a shell for far too long
That’s when she came into her powers
When she finally acknowledged her worth and didn’t settle for anything less bc she knows what she has to offer
In the end she’s 1 of 1 and she knows it
Lela Jan 2020
Sometimes you find a person and you immedlately click.
You think it's for life.
They tell you they won't leave you, that they love you, so you just ignore all the times when they hurt you. You think they're using you, but that's just how relationships work, right?
They make you feel so low. You start to think that there must be something wrong with you, that it's YOUR fault.

Well, I'm here to tell you that it's not. Nothing is your fault. You tried, but you can't keep trying to fix a person that just doesn't want to get fixed. You deserve better than to be treated like you're worth nothing. You deserve someone who will love you for who you are. All your flaws. All your mistakes. That person will make you feel safe. And you won't need to beg on your knees to get a little bit of love.

You deserve  to be happy.
july Jan 2020
i am a soldier
for I am participating
in a never-ending battle
inside my brain
i'm proud of you.
july Jan 2020
i love you.
love me
but all you did was
not want me.
i thought you
stay
i didn’t think that you would
give up on me?
why didn’t you
hold on?
why would you
out of everything,
leave me.
i am undeserving
of the love you gave me
i am consumed


….
(now read from the bottom up)
you're worth it.
See a rich goblet of gold
Empty and ready to receive
Ancient in style, yet shining bright

This antique treasure of old
Belongs to you. Trust and believe
And claim your prize in calm delight

In your mind
Become the goblet
You are precious indeed
Your lasting worth decreed

Feeling your worth
Made from riches of earth
Fully fulfilled every day

Spark of divine
Your wealth is a sign
Of life surely flowing your way
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John McCafferty Jan 2020
Ms.
She who goes forth
in search of dark empty spaces
To shine bright
A superficial kind
That aids in part on much of life

Interested more in mystic beauty
Than measured worth
Purely because
I don't yet know her.
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Teal Jan 2020
You frantically retrace
Every imprint
And

Feverishly


rebuild



every
                
            sand
      
        

                         castle.






Lest the tide washes it all away.
Poetic T Jan 2020
Everything on my wrist is real,
            the scares from my youth

to the stitches cut out of me on the street.

         But none of you will cut me further than


                                   I fell in the past, I rose up..
  

And now my heads up high..

You'll never put this fire out, the smoke
                  smoothing you..

Getting closer to the ground so my words
             don't suffocate you.
      but my foot greets your words cos that's where
            your words had worth on the ground.

The audacity that you could even raise above,
                          to think that you ever had a cut
that was deeper than I'd self-inflicted.

I'll stand under the lamp posts in the dark,
       easy target, but I'll see you coming.

Thinking I'm alone, but I have friends in the dark.
            you never had no moment to rise,
  you got swallowed in the dark.
                    Tied to a chair, coldness held to a temple
that you never prayed to, but you wish you had now..


You walk out a new man, respecting that
             I'm the  fire and the smoke,
                            and if you want to breath
                    
                               you better **** the ground and make

sure your words stay down.
I'm in the light
                           but I have friends in the dark.
        I'm on probation but shades have different
                               pockets that I fill deep..

Know pardon my words I have things on my
                  wrist that are life lessons,
    you ain't nothing but something to burn at my bequest.
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