#traumadumping - Hello Poetry

There was a time in my life Filled with misery and sorrow But the stories were embarrassing So I always waited until tomorrow And I waited alone For a savior to come Someone who'd see the knots of youth And finally make them come undone But nobody would come And I was left ignored So I became loud for attention Weird, so they wouldn't be bored Until one day, when revisiting the past I saw someone totally new And I had a gut feeling to trust him But I was scared he would leave me too But we both loved each other And I trusted him with all I could see I said I was scared he'd leave me But in reality it was me Then one calm night I decided to tell About never convincing myself to feel well About how I was scared I would fail About my sorrowful childhood tale And when I said I was scared we'd be apart He gave me a fragment of his loving heart

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Sep 26, 2024

Sep 26, 2024 at 9:57 PM UTC

EmeryF

My Savior

There was a time in my life Filled with misery and sorrow But the stories were embarrassing So I always waited until tomorrow And I waited alone For a savior to come Someone who'd see the knots of youth And finally make them come undone But nobody would come And I was left ignored So I became loud for attention Weird, so they wouldn't be bored Until one day, when revisiting the past I saw someone totally new And I had a gut feeling to trust him But I was scared he would leave me too But we both loved each other And I trusted him with all I could see I said I was scared he'd leave me But in reality it was me Then one calm night I decided to tell About never convincing myself to feel well About how I was scared I would fail About my sorrowful childhood tale And when I said I was scared we'd be apart He gave me a fragment of his loving heart

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I'm a shaking, crying mess As the thoughts burn in my skin I was sick of hiding it all Everything from two years ago I trust you enough to tell And you remained there Even though the poison is slipping off my tongue All I can feel is a sweet symphony But it fades quickly as I expect For you to laugh and walk away But you hold me there, in your arms Even if I'm a shaking, crying mess Even though my heart had just been ripped apart You recognized that it could still love

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Sep 25, 2024

Sep 25, 2024 at 10:07 PM UTC

EmeryF

It Could Still Love

I'm a shaking, crying mess As the thoughts burn in my skin I was sick of hiding it all Everything from two years ago I trust you enough to tell And you remained there Even though the poison is slipping off my tongue All I can feel is a sweet symphony But it fades quickly as I expect For you to laugh and walk away But you hold me there, in your arms Even if I'm a shaking, crying mess Even though my heart had just been ripped apart You recognized that it could still love

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Everyday I look in the mirror and see your face. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME! That is all I can see, All I can hear, FEEL! Throughout the night I cry wondering why, As I wait for sun to rise, I do as you please, Pretend to be at ease. But why? Why do I have to follow what you want? Why is it always my fault? Why am I always to blame? For your mistakes, your hate, YOUR PAIN? How is it a child’s fault that your life is not a certain way? When will you take blame? For the bruises, the heartache, THE SHAME! The shame that I must keep each day. Why should I, the child, Feel shame because of your mistakes? While you run around the world, Free of blame. Pardoned by those around because our pain is “not” the same, When will you pay? For the trust you betrayed, For childhood YOU turned into pain. One day the shame will be on you, And the child you failed will be free of your chain.

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Nov 12, 2024

Nov 12, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC

wordsu

Shame (You're to blame)

Everyday I look in the mirror and see your face. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME! That is all I can see, All I can hear, FEEL! Throughout the night I cry wondering why, As I wait for sun to rise, I do as you please, Pretend to be at ease. But why? Why do I have to follow what you want? Why is it always my fault? Why am I always to blame? For your mistakes, your hate, YOUR PAIN? How is it a child’s fault that your life is not a certain way? When will you take blame? For the bruises, the heartache, THE SHAME! The shame that I must keep each day. Why should I, the child, Feel shame because of your mistakes? While you run around the world, Free of blame. Pardoned by those around because our pain is “not” the same, When will you pay? For the trust you betrayed, For childhood YOU turned into pain. One day the shame will be on you, And the child you failed will be free of your chain.

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