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#avoiding
I don’t want to be yours Stop reaching for me I’m screaming for nothing What am I even doing
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 12:29 AM UTC
Hospital
im not sad nor mad just disappointed since im the one youre avoiding I understand youre hurt just dont make me feel like im the ****
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Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 9:57 PM UTC
I’m not the ****
Walking about campus Minding my own business, When suddenly A person appears in my vision My thoughts go by rapidly I am at an internal division; Hide or run Pick one So, since I fear what may come of running, I hide My heart is gunning Friend lets me hide, making comments on the side As said person passes by I want to cry Flashbacks hit like a boulder My friend touches my shoulder Tells me said person is gone And I was seen, hiding like the meek little fawn I am Then in my last class I take the restroom pass Walk out and into the open air For now without a care Go around the corner Instantly put my head down line a mourner Face white, like a wraith I have no faith In myself I want to run and hide in a shelf Because there's that person again That I just can't seem to escape Almost like they're waiting... Hopefully not for me I put my head down Pass them by Silence Once inside the safety of the restroom I feel like there is no room I corner myself For a second, I put my heart on the shelf Back against the wall I go back to an old habit Hiding like a rabbit Eventually coming out Looking about Then returning to class After school The air is cool I sit at a bench Read something in French Wonder what it means Then I look to my left Don't know when they crept So close to me But they left me be 4 feet away from me Chilling me to the bone I just want to be left alone Eye contact Then quickly broken By me Hoping they'll leave me be Nothing is done or said But still I am filled with dread Unsure why But still, I cry They leave, walk away Thought they left my day I go to my sister To carry her bag So the walk wouldn't be a drag Then, 4 feet away There is that person Talking to a friend of mine Great, just fine I take the bag and go My sister goes with the flow And we leave it all behind us Until the next dawn. - Jay M February 29th, 2020
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 8:44 PM UTC
Dodging Bullets
Walking about campus Minding my own business, When suddenly A person appears in my vision My thoughts go by rapidly I am at an internal division; Hide or run Pick one So, since I fear what may come of running, I hide My heart is gunning Friend lets me hide, making comments on the side As said person passes by I want to cry Flashbacks hit like a boulder My friend touches my shoulder Tells me said person is gone And I was seen, hiding like the meek little fawn I am Then in my last class I take the restroom pass Walk out and into the open air For now without a care Go around the corner Instantly put my head down line a mourner Face white, like a wraith I have no faith In myself I want to run and hide in a shelf Because there's that person again That I just can't seem to escape Almost like they're waiting... Hopefully not for me I put my head down Pass them by Silence Once inside the safety of the restroom I feel like there is no room I corner myself For a second, I put my heart on the shelf Back against the wall I go back to an old habit Hiding like a rabbit Eventually coming out Looking about Then returning to class After school The air is cool I sit at a bench Read something in French Wonder what it means Then I look to my left Don't know when they crept So close to me But they left me be 4 feet away from me Chilling me to the bone I just want to be left alone Eye contact Then quickly broken By me Hoping they'll leave me be Nothing is done or said But still I am filled with dread Unsure why But still, I cry They leave, walk away Thought they left my day I go to my sister To carry her bag So the walk wouldn't be a drag Then, 4 feet away There is that person Talking to a friend of mine Great, just fine I take the bag and go My sister goes with the flow And we leave it all behind us Until the next dawn. - Jay M February 29th, 2020
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I don't need more negativity in life I have enough in me already I am cutting you off Avoiding till cannot
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Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
Too negative, not a positive
I’m a face in the crowd With the holier than thou Who scream so loud That they’re proud I look around Then look at the ground We disagree Differing On different needs They’re an aggressive breed Making others bleed For what they believe So I flee Into solitary Avoiding Ares I become less brotherly As I forget the suffering In my submerged submarine Where I can’t hear the thundering Of social interaction blundering I’m exiled in style Haven’t seen people in a while Which makes me smile Skipping their trials Walking for miles Without the vile Spewing their bile I walk through peaceful pastures Far away from our corporate masters Dodging all the disasters That make us die faster I focus on the pastor To live happily ever after I lose my relatability In a state of tranquility From the holy trinity Helping me see infinity And start living differently Instead of living miserably Using ignorance for protection I start to lose connection To important lessons That met my deflection Or circumvented detection As part of my rejection Of society’s infection I try to avoid negativity But I can’t set the living free If all my life is giving me Reflects my selfish greed Living under tranquil trees Away from their hypocrisy And false democracy Always mocking me From afar Leaving the door ajar For me to heal some scars But for that I’ll have to leave Mars And mingle with the stars That float in the distance While I watch their imprints Making the night sky different I avoid their pain Becoming lame Playing a game Of staying tame So I circle the drain Without leaving a stain
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May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 11:52 PM UTC
Avoiding Ares
I’m a face in the crowd With the holier than thou Who scream so loud That they’re proud I look around Then look at the ground We disagree Differing On different needs They’re an aggressive breed Making others bleed For what they believe So I flee Into solitary Avoiding Ares I become less brotherly As I forget the suffering In my submerged submarine Where I can’t hear the thundering Of social interaction blundering I’m exiled in style Haven’t seen people in a while Which makes me smile Skipping their trials Walking for miles Without the vile Spewing their bile I walk through peaceful pastures Far away from our corporate masters Dodging all the disasters That make us die faster I focus on the pastor To live happily ever after I lose my relatability In a state of tranquility From the holy trinity Helping me see infinity And start living differently Instead of living miserably Using ignorance for protection I start to lose connection To important lessons That met my deflection Or circumvented detection As part of my rejection Of society’s infection I try to avoid negativity But I can’t set the living free If all my life is giving me Reflects my selfish greed Living under tranquil trees Away from their hypocrisy And false democracy Always mocking me From afar Leaving the door ajar For me to heal some scars But for that I’ll have to leave Mars And mingle with the stars That float in the distance While I watch their imprints Making the night sky different I avoid their pain Becoming lame Playing a game Of staying tame So I circle the drain Without leaving a stain
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Paper. Pen.     Let's write out our feelings.     "I'm having a rough time." Cell phone Online recipes.     I should cook that soon. Hotel websites.     Free breakfast? Eh I'm vegan now so just fruit.     Swimming pool? I'm sure it'll be busy     Fitness center. Leo wants to run in the morning.     Booked. Could be a good night. Paper. Pen.     Right. Writing.     "I can tell journaling is helpful     because I'm resistant to doing it." Text messages.     Leo thinks they were too mean to me.     I think I deserve it.     I love you. Paper. Pen.     Hm. I should write some poetry. Photos.     Wow look at how my face has changed, let's make a collage.     Oo what else.     Body pictures.     Pre-surgery picture.     Damm I've really sculpted up.     Reconsiders feeling gross physically.     Arguable. Paper. Pen.     How easy it is to ignore you.     How easy it is to ignore myself     And not listen to my feelings.
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May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 10:58 PM UTC
Distractions
I've been trying to avoid you to avoid getting hurt but I can't stay away even if I'm in pain
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
Avoiding
how can i avoid you when you’re in my thoughts 24/7 how can i avoid you when i see you everywhere i look how can i avoid you when i’m in love with you
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 3:05 PM UTC
avoiding you
I know you got all my messages My phone calls My texts My SMSs. But what bothers me is, Why are you ghosting me All of the sudden Like we’re complete strangers? Like you have received A call from a telemarketing Company? @jobiranyc (10/16/2017)
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 9:54 PM UTC
Ghosting
I have been seeking comfort for so long I don't want to deal with the hard things The unpleasant or mundane In some ways, I was never taught how But I can't shake this feeling that I need more Seeking comfort brings on stress, anxiety, pain I can't handle all of it I've been struggling to change for a long time What will it take? I want to be ready I decide to do things But following through is easier said than done How much more will I allow to fall before it's enough? I say it's enough.
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC
Comfort
I want you to stay. But why are you running away?
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC
Why Won't You Stay?
I can feel the chemicals ***** under my skin, I can feel the sunshine pouring in. Another day another dollar, another distraction to silence the callers; All those people who want to know where I've been, or all those who genuinely ask how I've been. I've avoided these truths at all cost, If I never look back I'll never have to face what I lost.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC
"I'm good, thanks"
when he says he wants to put you in a poem, don't believe he'll put your petals to his nose, inhale gently, and enumerate the tickling scents waltzing in his nostrils. believe he'll put your stem to his tongue lick the thorns slowly to open his masochistic metallic blood. believe that he'll spit that blood on the floor or in a teacup to sit out for hummingbirds. believe he'll paint you naked in verse clothe you in meter and strip you once more. believe that no poem is refuge and that your ugliness and his ugliness will not make a poem beautiful.
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Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 3:21 PM UTC
when he says
He's always with my friends, And I'm always with them, And I kind of see him every single day. The funny thing is this, That I have a secret wish To see how long—if—he can stay away. One Sunday he slept late And boy, I felt great Knowing he'd miss church with us together But smiling with chagrin I saw him back again When everyone meet up to eat our dinner. I mentioned it that night Before he I left his sight, And he suggested—with us laughing together— That someday, both of us Should, without a fuss, For fun, passively avoid each other. Today has not been long But so far I've been strong And haven't sought him out, or told him so But I know that tonight We'll meet again, alright And once again the count shall be zero.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 3:54 PM UTC
Passive Avoidance
I would like to say I am not avoiding you...
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 10:18 AM UTC
But then I'd be lying [10w]
what are you pretending not to know what are you constantly hiding from the people you think love you because you never know for sure you never know for sure right? and that bothers you it's what you pretend not to know you know they love you you know they do why must you pretend why must you avoid why must you not be strong enough to to accept reality you pretend not to know almost every bit of news you pretend not to know the obvious stated right in front of you what are you afraid of do you fear rejection is that why you act so oblivious is that why you act so ignorant I AM ASKING YOU WHAT ARE YOU PRETENDING NOT TO KNOW BECAUSE HONEY, I KNOW YOU I KNOW WHAT YOURE HIDING JUST TELL ME WHAT ARE YOU PRETENDING NOT TO KNOW I'm sorry, but the act is over please take off the mask it's for your own good I promise and you know that you're just pretending not to. -mxy
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
why do you pretend
I get more work done when I'm avoiding other work
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
procrastination
I show a strange fascination In those I leave behind And those who leave me wondering What answers I will find Will you seek me? Did you? Do you share my thoughts? Do I follow pointlessly? It's probably right the way that we drifted apart Though I don't care for dancing around each other like a dying art
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC
Leaving Us Behind
There are things I try to avoid many things in fact I try to avoid the creepy guy staring at me on the bus I try to avoid my teachers outside of school I try to avoid gum on the sidewalk I try to avoid you sometimes Sometimes to protect myself Other times simply to do it There are things I try to avoid one of them is you and I am sorry you have fallen into that category but I am not sorry for the reason why
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
Apologies to Avoidance
Why? Why do you hurt yourself? Why? Why must you bleed? Why? Why do you cry a lot? Why? Why do this to me? Why? Why can't you talk about it? Why? Why do you like your scars? Why? Why would you want to keep them? Why? Why do you avoid me? Why? Why did you do it? Why?
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC
Please don't ask me why...
He's here.. He's back. I have to tolerate him sitting next to me again. Our director says just tell him what you want him to do. Like he'll listen to me. I don't know what I'll do. If I can do anything And he's here until Monday.. What am I gonna do? I can't breathe when he's around. He is the creator of my butterflies that inhabit my stomach. What will I do? He's back. He's here... Someone **** me please?
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May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC
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