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Miko Feb 2012
I was walking down the street
and i realized what it had done to me.
Carborators and steel words,
they were inflamed in my throat,
but two times as powerful
as that acident that I had done.

Or was it on purpose?

I cant tell anymore because what it is
and what it's not
is meshed into silence.

I brought it up to the good one
and the other claimed it false.

I fought my way in but
clawing out is a different cycle.

I want this to taste like sanity,
fibers of fear stretch across the bedding of this body.
Without corners folded neatly
and windows washed clearly,
bring me this satelite
thats recording my regression,
this abuse that is embedded
in a  certsin valuable location.

I want it now,
more than anything
but what I need is a checkbox marked blank
stares as it reaches my lungs.
Captivating strides and notes just as powerful.
I need to brand it in
and cut it out.

By force
or
by nature.

It is sick,
it's psychology,
leave the witness crying.
Tell their subconscious it could have been
them instead.
It's ruthless and confining,
bringng me to fresher level on low.
I think I need it now,
sitting still in the jury
knowing all too well.
It never attacks...
just once.
So, this is a work in progress, but a friend of mine challenged me to somewhat write a poem to something about myself that I don't like, and this is what spewed out of my head just randomly and I just typed away and posted with no fixing of anything. Plus it needs a title any suggestions?
Amiyah Lemley Oct 2018
I need your love, it's the only thing that keeps me alive.  When were together I felt whole, then when you left and had not responded hours apon hours, nights apon nights, I belittle each and everytime.You've broken my heart three times...What is there left to break? Nothing...nothing is what you left me with.No goodbye, no reason why, you just vanished. We had love that was forbidden, we did things but kept hidden. At the moment I'm thinking of you, well when am I not though? It's funny becuase when you are here I can be myself without actually being myself. Doesn't make sense does it? Well that is what you do to me. You carried me, then you let go becuase of a little acident. We got caught, but isnt that what happens when you love a forbidden love? You promised me all 4 of the evers but couldn't even give me one? Wonder why you can't keep love at all. I'm attatched, I'm glued the only thing I could lose is myself in you. I love you. No matter what happens, no matter how much it hurts, I will always love you for better or for worse. I will come back to you again and again, even though it might be my greatest sin. Only becuase I see my other half of myself in you and maybe that is why we loved a forbidden love it can only be the most true, becuase baby I love you,

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