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Raven 5d
Pease show me your everything.
I want to see the light,
and the dark abyss.
Let me see you
at your strongest
and your weakest.
Show me your hidden self.
Let me hold you.
Amy 7d
I search for you,
I search for you in my dreams
I search for you in blank faces that cross me in the street
but it seems you’re so far to reach
but
I won’t ever stop longing for you
because
once we do find each other
I know you’ll be worth the wait.
to my soulmate that's out there
this is one's for you
Amy Oct 4
Why do you text me?
Why do you hide behind the screen to express your emotions?
Why?
Come to me,
And let me see that beautiful mouth of yours move
For I love the sound that comes from it
Let me see your eyes light up
For I love the life in them
Let me hear your sweet, angelic voice
pour honey into my ears
Let me see,
Come to me,
Don’t hide from me.
Saint Audrey Oct 4
She stood on the edge of the cliff, suspended somewhere in the distance between me and the setting sun. She looked back towards me, waiting patiently at the foot of her elongated shadow.

Her eyes were brimming with tears. Barely visible streaks of salt water already stained her cheeks, but across her lips, a smile. Wide enough to show nearly all her perfectly aligned teeth, her lips taught, almost painfully stretched across her face.

A laugh escaped her throat, something between a laugh and a sob and a cry, cut short as her lungs forced her to gasp, then falling into a spasm of short, shallow breaths.

The words fell like diamonds from her mouth to my ears, scoring my brain with their edges, blinding my inner light with their aura.

I was swept away in the moment, which I thought could never possibly end. But of course it did. And the silence that followed left me shattered and alone.

An escape made in earnest
The quiet upkeep of missing links
An upheaval of something good
To relinquish all sanity
As cracks begin to race across the surface
Dividing the tension across abstract faces
The sound of a jet engine
And the wind that grows ever warmer
The final rays of light
On this endless, waxing summer
In a chemical solution
"Back and forth, like a tidal wave
yearning to kiss far-fetched shores.
My body moves in the same rhythm
of a seashore that yearns to meet
the never-reaching horizon
that is the image of you"
Deadwood Jawn Sep 25
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...
Why did I allow this...
AGAIN!!!
GET OUT OF MY HEAD. I DON'T WAMT THIS AGAIN, MY HEART WON'T SURVIVE THE TRAGEDY ONCE MORE. I'LL FALL ILL.
Deadwood Jawn Sep 24
Look at me, dear...
And just see..
I AM DISCONNECTED.

               I am ALONE.
               None have time for me!
               Yes, though some do,
               It is not the ones I want.

MY, HOW SELFISH!
HOW UNGRATEFUL!

                                        No.. That's just..
                                        How I feel.
                                       I can't connect with the same gender.
                                        I hate being emotional with
                                                            ­                       other men.
         I need the opposite
  gender.
They're much more...
                                    Accepting.
Validating­ and
                                                             warm.
                   I can express myself
authentically, then.

They all got with their boyfriends and left me.
They all got with their girlfriends and left me.
They all got jobs and left me.
Yes, all the greatest and warmest
listeners...
                   They left me.
                                             Not a day goes past where
                                             I do not think of them.
                                                           ­   My soul yearns and needs.
                                                          ­    I am needing.

People stopped looking after themselves..
And left me.

                            I don't care if I'm selfish.
I do not care if I sound ungrateful.
             I know who I am.
                                               I know how much I give.
                    I know I'm allowed to.. Express.
No, yes...
             I will not be denied.
                                                         ­                                I
                                                               ­  Really
                                                Still
    ­                              Crave
                           And
                      Need
                 So much....

...
Slow.

I miss the days.
Where my friends or classmates
Would disclose to me that
they cut themselves too.
I miss that.
Not because I enjoy them suffering...
But because I enjoyed that intimacy...
What must I do?

                                     What must I do?
              What must I do?

                                                            ­   What must I do?

                                                            ­ Find a girlfriend?
                                                     ­        No...
                                                           ­  I am not strong enough
                                                          ­   For that, yet.

No...

                              No, not yet.

            No...

Wrap your hands around my heart and let me feel again.
O accursed. Please.
Yes, do see my pain and agony inside.
For I am bleeding out.
            
                                        I am forever lonesome.
                                        Let me know what touch feels like,
                                        Once again.

Why?..

Why won't anyone want to touch me...

I want to touch them...

But they don't want to touch me...


...

They don't want to touch me...
Not anymore..

Just how many times do they speak to you first?
I'm grieving the loss of my greater friendships.
an eternal search
a perpetual urge
a deep inner sigh
subsequent to a "high".

a low-key loner
once flew higher
the flaring fire
of an unfeterred desire.

here i roam
to find my home
a key to sire
peace before the pyre.

an unknown quest 
the soul, yearning to rest
searching for the path best,
life's an endless test!!
मेरी रूह का परिंदा फड़फड़ाये.......
What are the chances that I,
A son of storms braved
And ravishing days,
Astray in somber seas,
Can live knowing how to die.

Never will I know how to fly
With the weight of love
And love not had, tied
To my wings, by life's living;
I'll die yearning for the sky.
JS CARIE Sep 3
Happiness isn’t
pulling a slot machine
with the woman you have...

Being pulled
by the woman you can’t have
into her slot
Is where happiness
away from the machine...
lies
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