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Faking a smile, Is so much easier, Then explaining, Why your sad...
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Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 2:36 PM UTC
Faking
And I tried my best Page lit up with blazing words Hearts fire explained
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Oct 15, 2023
Oct 15, 2023 at 10:02 PM UTC
Hearts On Fire (Senyrū)
Talking to a friend Then suddenly the conversation came to an end Hiding behind a backpack So proposed is a back-track We rise, leave the area Leave behind unexpressed hysteria Prompted as to why So, admittedly trembling, I try To tell the tale That I try to leave stale Alas, all is well When I tell About that day a year ago Gesturing to places here and there, almost show What happened in that time long, Yet not so long, ago Start In part From what I knew Like a picture I drew Painting my memories Now almost...dare I say ease A heaviness left Was heft From my weary shoulders Like the moving of boulders I could finally breathe Letting a little ray of light Shine bright On one of my darkest days For so long it says Until it is gone over so much That such Is lesser than what it used to be Tell me what I'm supposed to see Flashes, flashes, Forces into my head, dashes Into the moments between Like replaying a movie scene Only it's just momentarily visible Making one wish they were invisible A cry; "Take me from this - for when I try," "All I can do is run and cry." But another being able to say It's okay Telling me I'm not so alone Don't have to drone Is pleasant Though I've told my tale Pierced the veil This was...comforting Then, in parting Was left with a tranquility One small moment of peace When pain would not cease Was nice When not even the music would suffice - Jay M March 7th, 2020
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Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 8:13 PM UTC
Care To Share?
Explaining myself is an privilege and I do not owe it to anyone not even the ravaged girl born of glass and mirrors whose cutting stare picks me apart even from the realm of reflections and lies. Esther L. Krenzin
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Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
Realm of Reflection and Lies
just because i'm speechless doesn't mean i don't know how i feel it's just that i can't put it in words for you to understand my broken english i don't know, i just i mean its sometimes i wish i never meant for it to happen y'know? of course you don't you never do
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
speechless
It's been one of those days, Where I don't quite feel Human. Those days where my brain is elsewhere. Like it's in the supermarket,   And my bodies woken up in the car Almost sure where it is. Like I've just sat down, And my brain's not sure where to sit. Like I've lost track of how many drinks I've had, But I can tell you I've been drunk 4 nights this week.
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Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
Explaining my Dark Days to a Stranger
A ceiling made of glass, why can't they let me be, feast upon someone else's bones, I do what they wished they could, Their envy only frees me. I act on natural instincts, they are caged among gentlemen Who are bigger freaks than I ever will be they hide it well. At least I am obvious
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Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC
Get a clue like mine
Love, Heartbreak, etc; the never-ending cycle. I was about to outline the phases of the cycle of love, including all the casualties and all the bliss, but then I realized that would be way too long and monotonous. So bear with me as I try to summarize the cycle. Except, you can't summarize love, that’s like trying to give someone the general idea of a song by humming it, but not actually singing the lyrics. Here’s how it is. You never know what your happiest moment in a relationship is. You just simply will never know at that very moment, you will only know the peak of your happiness once it has passed. That is because we tend to assume that our happy levels will just continue to rise once you find “the one.” And unfortunately, it doesn't always work that way. I don’t exactly know what love is. Maybe it’s the way the tiny scar on your lip made me laugh while we kissed. Or maybe it’s the way you sass me whenever I’m acting like a **** Or, maybe the way you drive me absolutely insane, yet I still want to spend as much time as I can with you. Somehow all the love songs, all the poems, and all the blue skies reminded me of you. And, get this, all the rainy days, songs about getting over you, and blank walls also remind me of you. It’s like you just can’t escape. But I’m starting to think that maybe love itself isn’t what hurts, it’s the way it’s thrown around, the way it’s abused that causes the real pain. But in all reality, I still don’t know what love is. I’ve never really had that example couple to look up to. I’m completely unaware of what love looks like. Maybe that’s why I struggle to find it.
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
The Way I See It,
Love, Heartbreak, etc; the never-ending cycle. I was about to outline the phases of the cycle of love, including all the casualties and all the bliss, but then I realized that would be way too long and monotonous. So bear with me as I try to summarize the cycle. Except, you can't summarize love, that’s like trying to give someone the general idea of a song by humming it, but not actually singing the lyrics. Here’s how it is. You never know what your happiest moment in a relationship is. You just simply will never know at that very moment, you will only know the peak of your happiness once it has passed. That is because we tend to assume that our happy levels will just continue to rise once you find “the one.” And unfortunately, it doesn't always work that way. I don’t exactly know what love is. Maybe it’s the way the tiny scar on your lip made me laugh while we kissed. Or maybe it’s the way you sass me whenever I’m acting like a **** Or, maybe the way you drive me absolutely insane, yet I still want to spend as much time as I can with you. Somehow all the love songs, all the poems, and all the blue skies reminded me of you. And, get this, all the rainy days, songs about getting over you, and blank walls also remind me of you. It’s like you just can’t escape. But I’m starting to think that maybe love itself isn’t what hurts, it’s the way it’s thrown around, the way it’s abused that causes the real pain. But in all reality, I still don’t know what love is. I’ve never really had that example couple to look up to. I’m completely unaware of what love looks like. Maybe that’s why I struggle to find it.
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8:25pm I fear when people ask me how i feel I could sit you down for hours, days And explain how I've felt everything All at once Could explain how there's times I cry to much or myself to sleep Could explain how i smile and sometimes it's real and sometimes it is not Could explain that fear eats me whole and that i am constantly paranoid That my future scares me Could explain when there are times i do not feel loved or when i feel alone I feel to much lately these feelings are becoming numb And i do not have anyone to ask me how i feel, so I'll continue to keep this bottled and until then I'll explain it to myself.
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Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
8/17/14
Dark curtains struggle against our difference but she loves a sense of justice that never sleeps caught out of the light when now I glimpse her face sending me tearing shadows down in disbelief I see her dancing nights away in moonshine rays intoxicated by a love that beckons then slips past me how much I long to kiss better that shimmering fay but elusive to my calls embrace a fleeting tricky sky Hope gathers up her trail in the pure instincts of desire again and again my seeking hands caress a fragment the search faltering sadly at her twinkling dressed figure sure only that my lips could starry press together fate Then we met standing under a bridge's forgiving side on a bend with the wind splashing a hot moon over fusing sought and lashed to hug her pools of eyes I dry them and replenish.. oh.. how cool is our love
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 4:03 PM UTC
When Love Plays Hide & Seek