#blindsided - Hello Poetry

I have no tongue left to bite A gruesome sight It's been cannibalized From accepting your lies That hit a raw nerve "That's what I deserve" You know that's on my mind Hit with my own issues on the side that's blind You take advantage of my choice Willfully giving up my voice But now this one sided desire You set on fire And blame it on me Because it's so... Friggin'... Easy ©2024

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Sep 27, 2024

Sep 27, 2024 at 2:24 AM UTC

bettsjc187

~•§•~ A Bitten Tongue ~•§•~

I have no tongue left to bite A gruesome sight It's been cannibalized From accepting your lies That hit a raw nerve "That's what I deserve" You know that's on my mind Hit with my own issues on the side that's blind You take advantage of my choice Willfully giving up my voice But now this one sided desire You set on fire And blame it on me Because it's so... Friggin'... Easy ©2024

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Your blind spot will never show itself except to others

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Dec 10, 2020

Dec 10, 2020 at 12:14 AM UTC

TemporalFugue

Never saw it coming (10w)

Your blind spot will never show itself except to others

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i open my arms to the wind and find it uncomfortably still there is something eerie about the way you can be submerged in something (or someone) but feel nothing i wave my hands back and forth like a cab-call to feel it on my skin the first time a boy kissed me i asked him not to. he held me tight while no one was around told me he would not let go until i did. i called it love. now i write poems. and maybe i shouldn't write poems for men that i have only looked at from across a room and maybe i shouldn't tattoo his name in hearts on my arms and go on honeymoons before the wedding but if i'm being honest i have so much to give that the fantasy of you and me makes me think that maybe up is down and down is up and that for once, maybe falling might not be so bad when you teach me parkour you tell me there are softer ways to land tuck, roll, spin out, land gently on your toes falling is not the worst thing if you do it right but it takes time to learn and if i am honest i am writing love poems before i've learned to rhyme or reason recite to you my flat lines trying to turn the snaps into a CPR jumpstart for love plug into you a broken battery, just trying to recharge all of my rusty parts that I, lay before you as if getting ******* would fix the gaping hole in my chest thats been out of commission for years now when you tell me i am _ and introduce me to your best friends i feel the walls fall down like piles of clothing around us like makeup washing down a drain like scrubbing rust off an old pan i stand here raw and real, and still you tell me i can stay over for the first time in a long time i say "id like that" press two lips to a forehead and two hands to a chest take a moment to take in the man that is lying so beautifully next to me lying so beautifully next to me lying so beautifully to me my body hits pavement

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Nov 27, 2019

Nov 27, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC

ashlynrimsky

how (not) to fall

i open my arms to the wind and find it uncomfortably still there is something eerie about the way you can be submerged in something (or someone) but feel nothing i wave my hands back and forth like a cab-call to feel it on my skin the first time a boy kissed me i asked him not to. he held me tight while no one was around told me he would not let go until i did. i called it love. now i write poems. and maybe i shouldn't write poems for men that i have only looked at from across a room and maybe i shouldn't tattoo his name in hearts on my arms and go on honeymoons before the wedding but if i'm being honest i have so much to give that the fantasy of you and me makes me think that maybe up is down and down is up and that for once, maybe falling might not be so bad when you teach me parkour you tell me there are softer ways to land tuck, roll, spin out, land gently on your toes falling is not the worst thing if you do it right but it takes time to learn and if i am honest i am writing love poems before i've learned to rhyme or reason recite to you my flat lines trying to turn the snaps into a CPR jumpstart for love plug into you a broken battery, just trying to recharge all of my rusty parts that I, lay before you as if getting ******* would fix the gaping hole in my chest thats been out of commission for years now when you tell me i am _ and introduce me to your best friends i feel the walls fall down like piles of clothing around us like makeup washing down a drain like scrubbing rust off an old pan i stand here raw and real, and still you tell me i can stay over for the first time in a long time i say "id like that" press two lips to a forehead and two hands to a chest take a moment to take in the man that is lying so beautifully next to me lying so beautifully next to me lying so beautifully to me my body hits pavement

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I was a moth, drawn to you like a candle- until you blew out the flame. - A. I. Myles o9 June, 2019 @athenaeumthoughts

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Jun 10, 2019

Jun 10, 2019 at 8:03 AM UTC

Athenaeumthoughts

“Moth”

I was a moth, drawn to you like a candle- until you blew out the flame. - A. I. Myles o9 June, 2019 @athenaeumthoughts

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i see that you're home, body curled up in bed damp pillow underneath i say you've been missed. i tell you im sick, though you should already know i have dreams at night but you don't keep them in the morning. blinded by paradise, you planned to never return i told you perfection's impermenant i guess you('ll be) forgot(ton too). (but i won't tell you that part) came back to me shattered, the pieces diverged left you bleeding out but the timer, you set. so please, dear, do hold on just consider one last thing: do you regret going just because you couldn’t stay?

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Feb 8, 2019

Feb 8, 2019 at 2:56 AM UTC

sienna_k

a message from mind to heart-

i see that you're home, body curled up in bed damp pillow underneath i say you've been missed. i tell you im sick, though you should already know i have dreams at night but you don't keep them in the morning. blinded by paradise, you planned to never return i told you perfection's impermenant i guess you('ll be) forgot(ton too). (but i won't tell you that part) came back to me shattered, the pieces diverged left you bleeding out but the timer, you set. so please, dear, do hold on just consider one last thing: do you regret going just because you couldn’t stay?

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Do you see me? Or is your ego so massive That it constructs your vision. Do you know that I'm even here?

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Feb 7, 2018

Feb 7, 2018 at 9:12 PM UTC

dbabybey

One way lane

Do you see me? Or is your ego so massive That it constructs your vision. Do you know that I'm even here?

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3.18.18 I’ll never know how many times you thought about calling before I told you to go the f-ck away (I don’t want to know). I’ll never know why I put up with your ******** excuses, shaking from panic attacks and suffocating and passing it off as love. I’ll never understand myself, because I always said I’d be the strong one, but when it came down to it I caved so easily – you beat me because I didn’t see you coming, blindsided by ignorance. For six months, I gave myself to you coming back for more before my wounds had the chance to heal. For six months you possessed me and I felt like dying. Six months learning how to break – how long re-learning how to love?

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Mar 18, 2018

Mar 18, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC

khanslik

blindsided

3.18.18 I’ll never know how many times you thought about calling before I told you to go the f-ck away (I don’t want to know). I’ll never know why I put up with your ******** excuses, shaking from panic attacks and suffocating and passing it off as love. I’ll never understand myself, because I always said I’d be the strong one, but when it came down to it I caved so easily – you beat me because I didn’t see you coming, blindsided by ignorance. For six months, I gave myself to you coming back for more before my wounds had the chance to heal. For six months you possessed me and I felt like dying. Six months learning how to break – how long re-learning how to love?

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Blindsided by near tragedy Bullied by unanswered questions Elation tempered with doubt Too frightened to be free Best attempts continue to fail Escaping to nothing Nothing in return Empty or just too full to feel Irreplaceable time Withering and wasted Searching beyond hope Looking for the good Holding on to rainbows Spontaneity dies slowly Restless minds swim too fast Shades of yellow in a fog No memory of yesterday Pulled back into now Unable to process more emotion Unstoppable floods Undeniable bonds Unwanted feelings Unconditional everything Emotional vampirism and parasitic tendencies Leave nothing behind Overwhelming need to help Bound by limits Pulled by love Torn apart slowly Unable to heal Unable to deal Left bone dry and used No one to blame No cycle to break Taking your sorrow Swallowing your pain Carrying your suffering away from you As you heal I disappear

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May 23, 2010

May 23, 2010 at 7:36 PM UTC

prttybrd

Drowning In You

Blindsided by near tragedy Bullied by unanswered questions Elation tempered with doubt Too frightened to be free Best attempts continue to fail Escaping to nothing Nothing in return Empty or just too full to feel Irreplaceable time Withering and wasted Searching beyond hope Looking for the good Holding on to rainbows Spontaneity dies slowly Restless minds swim too fast Shades of yellow in a fog No memory of yesterday Pulled back into now Unable to process more emotion Unstoppable floods Undeniable bonds Unwanted feelings Unconditional everything Emotional vampirism and parasitic tendencies Leave nothing behind Overwhelming need to help Bound by limits Pulled by love Torn apart slowly Unable to heal Unable to deal Left bone dry and used No one to blame No cycle to break Taking your sorrow Swallowing your pain Carrying your suffering away from you As you heal I disappear

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