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Mother, I spread my arms for you as the nails beat into the flesh of my wrists and the wood stings the skin of my back I look up at the skies and pray that it rains so that your garden will grow at last and bear fruit that you'll want to share with me but I'll be gone far too fast Father, I raise my eyes for you so that I'll see if there's tears when you cry The phone will be answered for all but for me and my sisters and my brothers will be free No more time at the window, because we knew what to expect no more times calling your name when locked out of the nest So wear a cross or a ring maybe my name to mark do not forget I was here Sisters, I'll raise my chest for you as I breathe in and out for as long as I can until it becomes heavy with a weight I cannot bear and my spirit shoots up into dusk You held my hands as I first took steps but clawed at my scars when we were on other ends of the battlefield we were what we were raised to be, and I love you forever til my rest Brothers, I'll hold my face to yours as my blood starts to run thin Nose to nose you'll see we aren't that different as you once thought Fingers crossed that you'll reach the steps you've prayed to reach a thousand times and I hope that my blood will hit the earth so that the sacrifice will be mine Friends, wherever you were when the time had come I will always hold my peace for you were my stable when it thundered and my flower for deaths the reaper will keep In a circle we will rise, in a cycle we'll never leave I hope that I'll meet you in my next life otherwise I'll forever be near, hold your peace My tears that I cry are for the gods that held me and I not knowing their presence held fast For regret that I will not stay too long but relief as freedom will last My heart will beat just one more time for the people of this world I hope that you will not cross the line when the war goes on still I'll give up all my lives if it means that you all will be safe underneath the willow tree we were all birthed under that place, for our will to choose will be always free
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Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 11:22 AM UTC
The Cross
Mother, I spread my arms for you as the nails beat into the flesh of my wrists and the wood stings the skin of my back I look up at the skies and pray that it rains so that your garden will grow at last and bear fruit that you'll want to share with me but I'll be gone far too fast Father, I raise my eyes for you so that I'll see if there's tears when you cry The phone will be answered for all but for me and my sisters and my brothers will be free No more time at the window, because we knew what to expect no more times calling your name when locked out of the nest So wear a cross or a ring maybe my name to mark do not forget I was here Sisters, I'll raise my chest for you as I breathe in and out for as long as I can until it becomes heavy with a weight I cannot bear and my spirit shoots up into dusk You held my hands as I first took steps but clawed at my scars when we were on other ends of the battlefield we were what we were raised to be, and I love you forever til my rest Brothers, I'll hold my face to yours as my blood starts to run thin Nose to nose you'll see we aren't that different as you once thought Fingers crossed that you'll reach the steps you've prayed to reach a thousand times and I hope that my blood will hit the earth so that the sacrifice will be mine Friends, wherever you were when the time had come I will always hold my peace for you were my stable when it thundered and my flower for deaths the reaper will keep In a circle we will rise, in a cycle we'll never leave I hope that I'll meet you in my next life otherwise I'll forever be near, hold your peace My tears that I cry are for the gods that held me and I not knowing their presence held fast For regret that I will not stay too long but relief as freedom will last My heart will beat just one more time for the people of this world I hope that you will not cross the line when the war goes on still I'll give up all my lives if it means that you all will be safe underneath the willow tree we were all birthed under that place, for our will to choose will be always free
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HOPEFULLY, if willing, I will see you again, HOPEFULLY, This Friendship would never, ever end, HOPEFULLY, some day l will see you around, even if I am feeling so low and so down. Hopefully, I will touch the blue heavenly skies and spread my wings like the birds so very High, I am very thankful for whatever life provides, and the fact the grass isn't always greener on the other side. MOST DEFINITELY, I will BE THANKFUL of the things I already have, Accept things as they are, and in this BE GLAD, I am happy with MY LIFE, and this HAPPINESS IS FREE, Just to LOVE my WONDERFUL LIFE, and I will CONTINUE TO LOVE ME!!! ❤️ B.R. Date: 11/2/72024
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Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 11:08 AM UTC
Hopefully
You say quote, "it should be easy to see" that you love me Promising me, biyearly, that I'm your one and only Your heart was supposedly given to me willingly But you kept the key So I wait endlessly for you outside the entry I pine for you in spite of me Yet you waste no desire on me Avoiding anything resembling intimacy Can't even toss me something phony Hiding that half of your beauty from me While forcing me to ignore that better half of me Both instantly and, It's occurred to me more recently, Possibly for all eternity Won't blow me like I'm somehow below me I faintly remember you'd at least pity fuuck me Now I seem to turn you off completely Acting like you need to do absolutely nothing sexually Literally refusing to be seen hand in hand in public with me You constantly go out of your way to physically avoid me The reason? Because you know you've hooked me already Leaving you to instantly cancel the pageantry But is it to much to ask to willingly snuggle up close to me? Hell...it must be... Because you're giving off that type of energy While ******* the entirety of my passion till my souls empty Not s single thought on how this might affect me You've more that just damaged me But go ahead and ignore what's going to finally break me completely No, really Step back through the stage curtain and curtsy, you've beat me ©2024
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Jun 11, 2024
Jun 11, 2024 at 4:55 PM UTC
~•§•~ Flop Flip ~•§•~
I need to be more open or honest Cause if I am not there will be even more battles I will have to fight And it should be easy but my mind scared Scared something will going wrong and my earth  will fall And this is me the person that is not ever smart or free I've lost a lot cause of my stupid thoughts But now I know what I need to do so that I don't loose I pray that I can do this everyday But it seems like there is not point
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 1:08 PM UTC
Honesty
Why make me stuggle because of you, When I'm willing to struggle with you?
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Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC
Why
You follow light with willing desire With no fear No worries Why ~~~ A silly mouse A confused cat You follow without question You trust in something with blind eyes Why ~~~ Desperate are you Lost Confused In need I cry and worry in your stead Wait For a sign of safety But none
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Jan 26, 2020
Jan 26, 2020 at 1:08 PM UTC
Untitled
I'm ready and willing to fix you even if it means giving you a piece of me, and that's what scares me about love ©L.F.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 8:12 PM UTC
what scares me about love
“Take care of yourself first.” That’s what we told my mama When my daddy had his strokes. Seven long years by his side, Caring for his body, paralyzed. Fearing for her health we said: “You can’t take care of daddy Till you care for yourself first.” That’s what we told my mama, Until my daddy died in 1985. “Take care of yourself first.” That’s what I told my wife When her mom’s simple operation Became a septic laceration. As she tirelessly cared for mom I feared for her well-being. “You can’t take care of mom Till you care for yourself first.” That’s what I told my wife, Until her mom passed on in 2011. “Take care of yourself first.” That’s what my wife told me As my mama slowly wasted away, Physically, mentally, emotionally. And we willingly provided the Loving care that she deserved. “You can’t take care of mama Till you care for yourself first.” That’s what my wife told me, Until my mama left the scene in 2015. Take care of yourself first When you experience the worst, For if you fall apart, for certain You’ll be someone else’s burden.
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Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 10:59 AM UTC
Take Care of Yourself First
The way you smell, I’ll breathe you in, that spot, just behind your ear, where hairline meets skin. You fill me with a fire, That warms me from within. I love the way you touch me gently. Oh! But the way you throw me down! Washing over me like the ocean, and im so willing to drown! I’m drawn in by your energy, I can feel it pulling me close. Like magnet to metal like a moth to a flame That magic I feel deep inside, when I hear you say my name!
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
Bliss.
Are you willing to give up your name, the way Romeo was willing to lose his name for Juliet?
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 2:36 PM UTC
Romeo
I worry that I may be An electron. The negative charges Are building beneath The shield that I choose To call my ribcage, Painting my lungs blue And weighing it With my mistakes. I cannot exist alone, All too willing To give myself away To anything that somehow Makes me feel whole. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you sooner, But these problems Can’t be solved With science.
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 2:02 AM UTC
Self-Science
You are the promise I'm willing to be engaged with.
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 11:06 AM UTC
Promise
you're a lightning beautiful and unpredictable you light up my world and I love the sound of your thunder but at the same time I know you have the power to destroy me within seconds and it scares me that I'm willing to live with this fear for you
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Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
lightning
you've had me, you've had me and you've had me not so you think that by now you'd know what you want you had me, you have me and you're losing me now you can either pull me in or you can let me down I was yours, and I am yours but I'm not like before you've not giving what you've given, and I'm heart aching for more. you want to explore want to know through and through but I gave you every inch of me, I have nothing left to expose to you. let me in, let me in or let me go, let me go I'm in this, and I'm willing how could you not know?
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 3:22 AM UTC
know
*You've enslaved my heart before I could ever say I'm willing.*
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
enslaved
When I was younger, I used to make fun of the people in the Depression commercials. I thought, "Oh, just cheer up!' I thought the people in those commercials were always so pathetic. I never thought that as an adult, I would be faced with the same issues. I never thought I would reach a day in my life, where all I ever want to do is sleep. I never thought that I would struggle to do small tasks. I never imagined that I would have such a hard time leaving my bed every morning. I never imagined that this ache in my chest would come back every time it snowed. I used to love the snow, but ever since my junior year of high school, I reach this stage of nostalgia when the frost bites. I literally have no idea how to help myself. I feel so incredibly isolated. Perhaps, it is the darkness that makes me so tired. I want nothing more than to cuddle up in my comforter. I want nothing more than evenings spent binge watching episode after episode. Maybe it's the weather, Or maybe it is me. Maybe it is the situation that I am constantly finding myself in. I feel like I can never please anyone. I feel like I lose all sense of motivation. I do not understand. This time, it is different. For I do not want to take my own life this season, but I do not want to do anything with it. I am drowning in homework. I am drowning in confusion and doubt. I don't even want to tell Henry what I am dealing with right now, because he doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve my constant complaints. I just feel so empty inside. How do I deal with this? This ache comes back season, after winter season. I cannot wrap my mind around it. Why does this happen to me? I am unsure of who I am supposed to turn to in these nights of need. I feel as if I am lacking something, or perhaps my brain lacks something during these cold months. Perhaps it is my heart.
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 10:10 PM UTC
Seasonal Depression
When I was younger, I used to make fun of the people in the Depression commercials. I thought, "Oh, just cheer up!' I thought the people in those commercials were always so pathetic. I never thought that as an adult, I would be faced with the same issues. I never thought I would reach a day in my life, where all I ever want to do is sleep. I never thought that I would struggle to do small tasks. I never imagined that I would have such a hard time leaving my bed every morning. I never imagined that this ache in my chest would come back every time it snowed. I used to love the snow, but ever since my junior year of high school, I reach this stage of nostalgia when the frost bites. I literally have no idea how to help myself. I feel so incredibly isolated. Perhaps, it is the darkness that makes me so tired. I want nothing more than to cuddle up in my comforter. I want nothing more than evenings spent binge watching episode after episode. Maybe it's the weather, Or maybe it is me. Maybe it is the situation that I am constantly finding myself in. I feel like I can never please anyone. I feel like I lose all sense of motivation. I do not understand. This time, it is different. For I do not want to take my own life this season, but I do not want to do anything with it. I am drowning in homework. I am drowning in confusion and doubt. I don't even want to tell Henry what I am dealing with right now, because he doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve my constant complaints. I just feel so empty inside. How do I deal with this? This ache comes back season, after winter season. I cannot wrap my mind around it. Why does this happen to me? I am unsure of who I am supposed to turn to in these nights of need. I feel as if I am lacking something, or perhaps my brain lacks something during these cold months. Perhaps it is my heart.
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sometimes it doesn't matter that you're not as capable as smart as organized as sociable you are willing willing to learn willing to grow that willingness you have? that is enough you are enough- more than enough.
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
Poem 8: a reminder
She has tried her hardest not always but often She falters on occasions not often She wants him to see how much she has done She wants him to stand by her side when she is not at her best She knows he is willing to do it sometimes not often She knows that he feels sick just looking at her She knows that he can't stand her So, she backs away into silence right beside him Right where he can see Because unlike him she would stay at his worst She would die for him always not often
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
Often
Don't stare at me with teasing eyes Don't stir my feelings with playful smiles Don't stiffen my muscles with soft touches Don't leave me blank with inviting kisses Don't melt my heart with warm breaths Don't give me a rush with that passionate wanting Don't give me a reason to desire you even more We don't want a relationship filled with abuse A relationship where wanton rage reigns We don't want a love that turns into poison A love that becomes ****** and repulsive As much as I crave your every taste Fall for your game, let no time go to waste Breathe the same gasps of air with you Freeze time whenever I share it with you Rushing into your arms for the rest of our days As much as I want to be with you this instant Let's take the pace slow and steady Instead of a quick and brittle love affair Let's build a quake-proof connection An affair with strong and sturdy foundations Where our desires can freely be expressed And our love meant to protect and caress Just us indulging in our passionate wanting I don't want any compromise for building "us" I want a slow but steady path towards you I will wait even for a long time, even if its a must I don't care about how long, I simply desire you You, the one belle that caught me by surprise The one belle that drives my dreams every night
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
Slow and Steady
Lovers learn to love each other after the sun rises True love can learn to love again after something traumatic
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 4:56 AM UTC
After the sun rises
I think I hit the point in life where, I'm just done. I cried, I fought, I tried, But everything is crashing down. My demons are screaming louder, Trying to eat away the rest of me. And this time, I'm not going to fight back.
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 5:54 PM UTC
Just Done
The ****** up part of it all is that even though she can hear her own heart breaking she's still willing to love the same one who broke it.
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
****** Up
If you're not satisfied; do not be willing to be pacified.
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 8:23 PM UTC
Standards