#chapped - Hello Poetry

I have chapped lips. I try to smile to hide my sadness. Then they crack, blood oozes. While my fingers are stained red, I feel something. It reminds me of you.

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Jan 14, 2021

Jan 14, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC

anonymousthinker

Chapped Lips

I have chapped lips. I try to smile to hide my sadness. Then they crack, blood oozes. While my fingers are stained red, I feel something. It reminds me of you.

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I cry these days When I read positive news Something shatters in me And I think it is hope Apathy has become a bedfellow An unwanted lover loitering nearby I feel myself falling apart, alone My eyes find dark space Settling there, trying to disappear My bones grinding into the ground Until rooted fingers born from their shavings Grip my lungs, squeezing tighter and tighter And my life screeches from chapped lips

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Sep 23, 2020

Sep 23, 2020 at 11:09 PM UTC

brinemcallister

Chapped Lips

I cry these days When I read positive news Something shatters in me And I think it is hope Apathy has become a bedfellow An unwanted lover loitering nearby I feel myself falling apart, alone My eyes find dark space Settling there, trying to disappear My bones grinding into the ground Until rooted fingers born from their shavings Grip my lungs, squeezing tighter and tighter And my life screeches from chapped lips

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Chapped lips kiss Spit starts to mix Tongue to tongue Cheek to cheek Open up your soul Let me take a peek

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Apr 18, 2019

Apr 18, 2019 at 8:41 PM UTC

SweetSouls

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Chapped lips kiss Spit starts to mix Tongue to tongue Cheek to cheek Open up your soul Let me take a peek

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coffee stain memories (an aging love) our dozen or so mugs, all white, her color of choice, accumulating stains of black-brown coffee that the dishwasher poetically concedes, a decade plus of drinking, now, oh-now, ****** and can’t be removed the lips of some are chipped, the lips of some are chapped, but they remain employed for first coffee is a demonstrable affectation of affection that losing would be costly *but one of us soto voce, quietly whispers the radical ionized idea, shouldn’t we replace, this should-not is an update, a cognition of a bridge too far, both agreeing, both conceding the symbolism, the heart acknowledges a momentary thrombosis, for the losing turnover is a winless loss* messaging in and about, an aging staining love losing ~ A no ki tov tuesday poem

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Apr 16, 2019

Apr 16, 2019 at 11:40 AM UTC

poetoftheway

coffee stain memories (an aging love)

coffee stain memories (an aging love) our dozen or so mugs, all white, her color of choice, accumulating stains of black-brown coffee that the dishwasher poetically concedes, a decade plus of drinking, now, oh-now, ****** and can’t be removed the lips of some are chipped, the lips of some are chapped, but they remain employed for first coffee is a demonstrable affectation of affection that losing would be costly *but one of us soto voce, quietly whispers the radical ionized idea, shouldn’t we replace, this should-not is an update, a cognition of a bridge too far, both agreeing, both conceding the symbolism, the heart acknowledges a momentary thrombosis, for the losing turnover is a winless loss* messaging in and about, an aging staining love losing ~ A no ki tov tuesday poem

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I can still taste you You’re there in the back of my throat My tongue is swollen at the thought My taste buds are bitter Even drinking water hurts I have never felt so broke I’ve brushed at my teeth so hard to try and scrub you off My gums are now bleeding My lips are chapped But no matter how much I rinse you’re still inside my mouth I can’t spit you out I’ve torn at my skin I want to peel you off But you’ve woven yourself so far in Deeper than any tattoo I have I’m covered in burn marks I am so red Itching all over trying to scratch you out My nails are chipped my flesh looks so angry I can’t help but scream Why won’t you get out? You’ve caused me to rot I am a living skeleton that belongs deep in the Earth I am alive my heart it still beats But even when I take my last breath I will probably look more alive than this It hurts to walk It hurts to move All I can do is cry All I can do is remain still I’m choking on my tears whilst you dig your hands into my brain Tearing up my mind This is all in my head but you’ve caused me such damage That I am falling apart from the inside to the out- Why won’t you get out?

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Apr 18, 2018

Apr 18, 2018 at 7:23 PM UTC

emmie_c

Why won’t you get out?

I can still taste you You’re there in the back of my throat My tongue is swollen at the thought My taste buds are bitter Even drinking water hurts I have never felt so broke I’ve brushed at my teeth so hard to try and scrub you off My gums are now bleeding My lips are chapped But no matter how much I rinse you’re still inside my mouth I can’t spit you out I’ve torn at my skin I want to peel you off But you’ve woven yourself so far in Deeper than any tattoo I have I’m covered in burn marks I am so red Itching all over trying to scratch you out My nails are chipped my flesh looks so angry I can’t help but scream Why won’t you get out? You’ve caused me to rot I am a living skeleton that belongs deep in the Earth I am alive my heart it still beats But even when I take my last breath I will probably look more alive than this It hurts to walk It hurts to move All I can do is cry All I can do is remain still I’m choking on my tears whilst you dig your hands into my brain Tearing up my mind This is all in my head but you’ve caused me such damage That I am falling apart from the inside to the out- Why won’t you get out?

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see me here don't read me here touch me here get away from me she wet my whistle with her lips her kisses were french her tongue wrenched we ride collide she lets me inside here we dine learn me to dance past my blockers advance ? ... .. .

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Feb 9, 2018

Feb 9, 2018 at 10:04 AM UTC

lashingstars

blockers advance

see me here don't read me here touch me here get away from me she wet my whistle with her lips her kisses were french her tongue wrenched we ride collide she lets me inside here we dine learn me to dance past my blockers advance ? ... .. .

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I looked to a dead man's eye I saw the smile of his chapped lips mingle with the burnt cigarettes around his crippled body I saw the smile of desperation smack my hair and I let the rose fall from the cold felt tips of my gloves I shuddered when he accepted the rose I gasped when he spoke the forbidden words A voice with no moisture, dry, and cracked He said goodbye to me and I dropped my cigarette, stepping on it Killing the flame I said "Goodbye Dad"

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Nov 2, 2014

Nov 2, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC

statictitanic

Goodbye

I looked to a dead man's eye I saw the smile of his chapped lips mingle with the burnt cigarettes around his crippled body I saw the smile of desperation smack my hair and I let the rose fall from the cold felt tips of my gloves I shuddered when he accepted the rose I gasped when he spoke the forbidden words A voice with no moisture, dry, and cracked He said goodbye to me and I dropped my cigarette, stepping on it Killing the flame I said "Goodbye Dad"

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i let my lips get chapped on purpose so i wont be tempted to kiss you on our date tonight i let my hands get dry and cracked so i will have no problem in keeping them folded on my lap i took some heavy blows to the knees so if i dont want to walk very far with you there will be no rational reason to be angry at me and i would show and tell you all of these things to drive you away but i know that you dont care youre the first boy thats ever been in love with my mind (beautiful, right?) and im not scared to the point that i would be willing to self-destruct (i am a little bit more logical than that, i value my thoughts more than that they're the only thing i have power over, anyway) youre the first one that has ever encouraged me to do what i love (and maybe i love you for that)

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Sep 4, 2014

Sep 4, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC

kate-lyn

Commitment Issues

i let my lips get chapped on purpose so i wont be tempted to kiss you on our date tonight i let my hands get dry and cracked so i will have no problem in keeping them folded on my lap i took some heavy blows to the knees so if i dont want to walk very far with you there will be no rational reason to be angry at me and i would show and tell you all of these things to drive you away but i know that you dont care youre the first boy thats ever been in love with my mind (beautiful, right?) and im not scared to the point that i would be willing to self-destruct (i am a little bit more logical than that, i value my thoughts more than that they're the only thing i have power over, anyway) youre the first one that has ever encouraged me to do what i love (and maybe i love you for that)

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