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#stayed
hold space for me- the floating dust and you must forgive me first before i say this foremost and disorganized that i miss you- did you forgive me? did you read this? did you see my note in the margins? i grew up with you and i stayed the same without you now that you're gone; i changed for the worse with you but i can't bring myself to move on so i kept your scrapbook under my bed and i collect the gray dust settling on top and i put the floating particles in a silver box.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 3:53 PM UTC
collecting dust
​The shadows stretched across the floor, A silent weight against the door. I watched the world through glass and rain, A master of the numb and vain. I felt the pulse beneath the wrist, A hollow beat in morning mist, But found the truth in a bitter drive: "That living is not being alive". ​The thunder came to claim the sky, To ask the soul the reason why We weather storms we didn’t choose, With everything to gain and lose. I held my ground while mountains shook, Beyond the words in any book, And though the fire scorched the clay, I found the strength to simply stay. ​I walked the halls of my own ghost, A silent guest, a hollow host. I wore the mask and played the part, While silence settled in my heart. I chased the sun to feel the heat, But shadows followed at my feet, A truth I struggled to survive: "That living is not being alive". ​ The seasons bled from gold to grey, As I watched the years just slip away. I stood amidst the crowd’s loud roar, Yet felt as lonely as before. The air was thick, the path was wide, With nowhere left for me to hide, Still trapped within a static drive: "That living is not being alive". ​I reached the edge where spirits break, And felt the earth begin to quake. I looked into the mirror’s stare, And saw a stranger standing there. I realized then, through grit and pain, That breath alone is spent in vain, If soul and spirit don't arrive..... "For living is not being alive". ​ I chose the climb when the path was steep, And kept the promises I had to keep. Through every ache and every fit, I stood my ground! I stayed through it! "Living Is Not Being Alive" Michael Powers "STYXX ON FIRE "
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 7:50 AM UTC
Stayed Through It......
​The shadows stretched across the floor, A silent weight against the door. I watched the world through glass and rain, A master of the numb and vain. I felt the pulse beneath the wrist, A hollow beat in morning mist, But found the truth in a bitter drive: "That living is not being alive". ​The thunder came to claim the sky, To ask the soul the reason why We weather storms we didn’t choose, With everything to gain and lose. I held my ground while mountains shook, Beyond the words in any book, And though the fire scorched the clay, I found the strength to simply stay. ​I walked the halls of my own ghost, A silent guest, a hollow host. I wore the mask and played the part, While silence settled in my heart. I chased the sun to feel the heat, But shadows followed at my feet, A truth I struggled to survive: "That living is not being alive". ​ The seasons bled from gold to grey, As I watched the years just slip away. I stood amidst the crowd’s loud roar, Yet felt as lonely as before. The air was thick, the path was wide, With nowhere left for me to hide, Still trapped within a static drive: "That living is not being alive". ​I reached the edge where spirits break, And felt the earth begin to quake. I looked into the mirror’s stare, And saw a stranger standing there. I realized then, through grit and pain, That breath alone is spent in vain, If soul and spirit don't arrive..... "For living is not being alive". ​ I chose the climb when the path was steep, And kept the promises I had to keep. Through every ache and every fit, I stood my ground! I stayed through it! "Living Is Not Being Alive" Michael Powers "STYXX ON FIRE "
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i hoped you would change just a bit i was naive to think it would stick you said you would get better if i stayed but you never gave me space to think i watched you drink on anti depressants i watched you smoke joint after joint i wondered if you were happy here or just filling a void? i wondered if love was founded here or something you avoid you said you didn’t like me burn and then ice me you said you loved me but your words aren’t sufficing
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 7:27 AM UTC
Suffice
Doesn't matter who came first in your heart as long as I was the one who stayed true to my love for you. you were never alone...
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Jul 13, 2024
Jul 13, 2024 at 2:55 AM UTC
~ First Love ~
I told her to leave. I am miserable . Wont be able to give you anything. But she stayed... Now I am more miserable.
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Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
She stayed
She come with beauty She goes with unhappy As she takes the hearts She has no mercy Her heart knows any kindly She was very smart She passed and looked With the end of her sight The hearts become imprisoned She ordered ,they obeyed She talked ,they listened She pointed ,they raced She stood ,they stood She moved ,they followed She went , they were gone Who returns that run?
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 7:37 AM UTC
She was free
I opened my door to someone who I thought won't leave. I was torn apart. Then you came. You let yourself in through the window and stayed. And I feel alive again.
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 11:18 AM UTC
Through the Window
Now I see What I should have done, what I should have been I don´t hate you... I won´t hate you! I just saw in you and him What you and I didn´t had And I´m sorry if i, me, myself was not capable Of being as good of a ridding angel as he is i just feel so small right now As if my heart is about to explode out my chest it all hurst so much now how could i waste so much time in someone who doesn´t even love me Now I see, But you don´t see me anymore don´t you...
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 8:39 PM UTC
Now i feel and it won ́t heal
When you see her She looks perfectly fine Look closely into her eyes You'll see a hundred reasons No, a million reasons That you should have stayed.
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Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
Sparkle
Doesn't matter who come first in your heart as long as I was the one who stayed true to my love for you. you were never alone...
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 7:22 AM UTC
first love
I still reminisce about that night, that we stayed up And laughed, joked, and loved each other one more time
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
that night
W*rapped in silk and satin she has been waiting long. She doesn't expect him not anymore, but habit stays. She nor grins,nor frowns standing at the end of her lawn alone. The day count lost numbers, lost many days and slumber hours. Hope faded, love went, only she stayed so far*.
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May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 5:52 AM UTC
she stayed
She stayed, Not because she's strong. Because she's still scarred of being left. -HIY
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 5:33 AM UTC
Stayed.
summer's golden orb stayed for many a long day its heat so intense
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 7:06 AM UTC
Haiku
1. Imagine you’re in an oil painting, hung up by just threads of string This painting is of a beach, off the coast, sea breeze smells of wet sand Everything’s magical here, the sky burns brighter and his smile seems more relaxed Here is where I first met his demon 1. They say “it’s **** when he’s rough.” So, it’s **** when his fist seems like it’s about to break my nose like glass Or is it hot when the grip on my arm will be a small Unnoticeable bruise tomorrow His lips drip toxins like absolute ***** that I’m forced to drink and His eyes no longer shine like the oil painted sky, They look like two pits of blue flames burning down a church. 1. When I was backed into a corner, I pretended the walls were cylindrical And the corners were curves Matching the body, he presumed I didn’t want and “make sure to write your food down.” 1. It was the first time I feared my prince, Of the one who said “your hand is only fit to hold mine” and Morphed my brain into a puzzle piece for his game. 2. A time when new beginnings occur The sky lights up like a child in front of birthday candles and A midnight kiss starts the year off right. Another brawl, more angry words, I told him to get away but his ears must have been deaf since all He heard was “come here” 2. His nails scratched marks into my skin and my stomach turned in anguish against his chest when your angel sheds its wings and the horns appear, don’t pretend they aren’t there. 2. Fear. My tears streaked down on my evening look but His eyes singed them up, Licking each one like sun flares on Mars And I found myself curled up in a ball of doubt 2. “it’s over. I’m done. I won’t deal with this anymore” but I made him this way, I turned his baby blues into terrible twos that grew into his teens. I made his smile turn to an upside-down rainbow and his arms into steel gates. 3. Winter wonderlands, where children play make-believe games and throw harmless snowball blows. He, wrestled my arms and bruised my heart, Snatched it from my chest and gnawed it with barred teeth. I think, demons come in many shapes and his was icing on a Birthday cake. His was the ring on my left hand that curled around my finger like Barbed wire and held snug like a chain linked dog. 3. think of a mother’s whisper, a dad’s sweet song, imagine the sounds of laughter now ignite it gasoline and you’ll get his voice. Cutting deeper and deeper into my torn up, ****** up mind. 3. It’s hard to hide in a car with seats greased by leather Find somewhere to avert your eyes while his Hands clutch your chin but, Not in the way that’s “endearing” No, the way that makes you turn away if seen in public, if seen here, If seen anywhere. 3. “This won’t happen again” “I’m here till the end” “I love you baby” “Please just come here” “I would never hurt you” 3 times it happened, 3 times I stayed.
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Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC
It happened 3 times
1. Imagine you’re in an oil painting, hung up by just threads of string This painting is of a beach, off the coast, sea breeze smells of wet sand Everything’s magical here, the sky burns brighter and his smile seems more relaxed Here is where I first met his demon 1. They say “it’s **** when he’s rough.” So, it’s **** when his fist seems like it’s about to break my nose like glass Or is it hot when the grip on my arm will be a small Unnoticeable bruise tomorrow His lips drip toxins like absolute ***** that I’m forced to drink and His eyes no longer shine like the oil painted sky, They look like two pits of blue flames burning down a church. 1. When I was backed into a corner, I pretended the walls were cylindrical And the corners were curves Matching the body, he presumed I didn’t want and “make sure to write your food down.” 1. It was the first time I feared my prince, Of the one who said “your hand is only fit to hold mine” and Morphed my brain into a puzzle piece for his game. 2. A time when new beginnings occur The sky lights up like a child in front of birthday candles and A midnight kiss starts the year off right. Another brawl, more angry words, I told him to get away but his ears must have been deaf since all He heard was “come here” 2. His nails scratched marks into my skin and my stomach turned in anguish against his chest when your angel sheds its wings and the horns appear, don’t pretend they aren’t there. 2. Fear. My tears streaked down on my evening look but His eyes singed them up, Licking each one like sun flares on Mars And I found myself curled up in a ball of doubt 2. “it’s over. I’m done. I won’t deal with this anymore” but I made him this way, I turned his baby blues into terrible twos that grew into his teens. I made his smile turn to an upside-down rainbow and his arms into steel gates. 3. Winter wonderlands, where children play make-believe games and throw harmless snowball blows. He, wrestled my arms and bruised my heart, Snatched it from my chest and gnawed it with barred teeth. I think, demons come in many shapes and his was icing on a Birthday cake. His was the ring on my left hand that curled around my finger like Barbed wire and held snug like a chain linked dog. 3. think of a mother’s whisper, a dad’s sweet song, imagine the sounds of laughter now ignite it gasoline and you’ll get his voice. Cutting deeper and deeper into my torn up, ****** up mind. 3. It’s hard to hide in a car with seats greased by leather Find somewhere to avert your eyes while his Hands clutch your chin but, Not in the way that’s “endearing” No, the way that makes you turn away if seen in public, if seen here, If seen anywhere. 3. “This won’t happen again” “I’m here till the end” “I love you baby” “Please just come here” “I would never hurt you” 3 times it happened, 3 times I stayed.
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In another life, what if I didn't take the joke so seriously? What if I would have been your friend? Would I have been the one to hold your hand? Would I have been the one who you'd hold in your lap, a kiss on the cheek, and a quick 'snap' from the camera? Would I have been the one with a tattoo on my hand similar to the one on yours? In another life, what if I hadn't broken your heart and cheated from the start? What if I didn't ruin your trust issue's and just had let it go? Would I be the one you'd marry? Would we have that white picket fence, big house to match the big family we dreamed of? Would I have been the one to make you so proud? In another life, what if I was a little nicer? What if I was a little braver? Would it have made a difference if I gave you those booklets of highlighted places to go visit? Would it have helped if I was a little prettier? What about if I was a whole lot more thinner? In another life, who would we all be? Would I have met you all, and would you have let me fall so dangerously and cruely? And would you make up the three ghosts that haunt me and know me the most?
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May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
In Another Life.
I knew there was someone else But I stayed I stayed because you did If you still loved me why would I leave? It didn't bother me that we argued like lawyers in bed Or that my anxiety rose when you came home I thought that I had nothing to give you but love And I gave it away willingly Because I loved you Anything you wanted I made it my life to get it for you My sadness only made you angrier My desolation began when you gave up on us I wanted you to be happy And I wanted to be the reason why you smiled I knew there was someone else because you were happier without me While I was lost in a world without you Holding on to the single thread that still held us together My only hope in life You let go, and I went flying Did you even notice when yours eyes began to freeze over when you looked at me I wonder if you love her like you once loved me Would she have stayed through all of the pain as well?
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Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 3:19 PM UTC
I stayed
i wish you stayed i wish you didn't push me away but you did and i eventually gave up on trying trying to make you happy trying to make you forget i gave up on us but you? you didn't even think about us A.C.
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
i wish you stayed
**I wait for you to message me everyday day but that one little text from you never comes I stay waiting for you to see me as more than a friend but you never do I confess my feeling to you but you don't care because all you see is another girl who is going crazy over you But what you don't see is the girl who has stayed at your side through thick and thin And the day I leave will be the day you see what I truly meant to you.**
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC
See