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Maybe I should really let go
I'm no good for you
And you're certainly no good for me
How can everything be perfect
And two seconds later be a disaster
My scars are forever repeating their past
Being torn open
Replayed
Sown back together
Just to be torn open again
I must say I'm not always to blame
But you make me feel that way
My eyes are strong
But my heart is weak
Not shedding a tear
But skipping beats because I'm scared
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
i
not happy
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
i
if i am smiling,
it doesn't mean
i'm happy,
if i am laughing,
it doesn't mean
i'm happy,
if i am having fun,
it doesn't mean
i'm happy,
it only means
i'm too sad
to do anything else,
besides hide under
masks which include
fake smiles and
a happy soul.
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
i
you promised
that you will
make me happy,
but you didn't.
                                    you promised
                                    that you will
                                    make me laugh
                                    but you didn't.
                                                                       but you promised
                                                                       that you will
                                                                       **** the light in me,
                                                                       but there was no light
                                                                       in me, so that
                                                                       leaves you with another
                                                                       broken promise.
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
Q
It's fading, I can feel it
You no longer get me high
It's fading, god, it's fading
You're not the light of my life.

I knew it when I hugged you
And you felt so damnably human
I knew it, I told myself to stop
But I never listen, I wouldn't, couldn't.

I've been scared of this since I saw you
I knew from the get-go you weren't like the rest
I've been scared of this since I saw you
And I'm fighting becoming unobsessed.

I knew I felt nothing particularly healthy
I knew I idolized you without reason
But reason enough was gut instinct
I can't just leave it behind, can't move on.

This is my personality's greatest flaw
I grip and hold and latch to anything
And when my fingers are to numb too hold on
I cry and scream and write farewells in poetry.

Goodbye sweet obsession
Soon you'll simply be a friend
Goodbye sweet obsession
While you lasted, you were godsend.
I don't think I'll be in the mood to write for awhile.
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
no one
no matter what anyone else says or does
the world will always make you feel
small
and insignificant
and worthless



-k.l.
this is my last and final goodbye
as I write this I think of the times you made me cry.
with your hurtful words
and your loving smile to others
the leather belt that struck my back and left the open wounds
the hot iron on my arm when I talked back
and the fist against my skull if I did something wrong.
love me, to mom
abuse is not to be taken lightly
 May 2014 Vivian Proctor
L Marie
I cried,
I wept;
My heart
You kept.

Yet still
You left
Without
Regret.
(c)
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