"caraphernelia" poems - Hello Poetry

Acidic fury is exactly what I'm feeling, towards you. The tactics that you've caused me to go through are so painful I do not understand why you would be so untruthful. It's almost as if I am floating upon this drift that is full of words you had said in the sweetest of voices. "I love you." "You're my stars, my suns, my galaxies." I keep repeating these sentences thoroughly through-out my mind, every single night. Remembering the tone, the beat, the eye contact you had made. Trying to take in the truth, that it was always fake. Your undying ability to lie straight to my face, was so horrid. I am feeling betrayed as this 'Caraphernelia' settles in. I am unaware of the day when my memory of you will fade away. I hope it's soon. Your voice is still ringing in my ears as I am dizzily spinning around in my mind, Trying and trying to just get by this heart breaking of stages. If only it were easier to forget your name. Your name. I will not repeat. I do not want to say it, I will not cry screaming for you again. I cannot. There it is. The words that you had said to me. "I love you." "You are my stars, my suns, my galaxies." Now I'm crying. I keep repeating these sentences thoroughly through-out my mind, every single night. Remembering the tone, the beat, the eye contact you had made. Trying to take in the truth, that it was fake.

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Oct 27, 2014

Oct 27, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC

Jellyfish

Those Feelings, Right?

Acidic fury is exactly what I'm feeling, towards you. The tactics that you've caused me to go through are so painful I do not understand why you would be so untruthful. It's almost as if I am floating upon this drift that is full of words you had said in the sweetest of voices. "I love you." "You're my stars, my suns, my galaxies." I keep repeating these sentences thoroughly through-out my mind, every single night. Remembering the tone, the beat, the eye contact you had made. Trying to take in the truth, that it was always fake. Your undying ability to lie straight to my face, was so horrid. I am feeling betrayed as this 'Caraphernelia' settles in. I am unaware of the day when my memory of you will fade away. I hope it's soon. Your voice is still ringing in my ears as I am dizzily spinning around in my mind, Trying and trying to just get by this heart breaking of stages. If only it were easier to forget your name. Your name. I will not repeat. I do not want to say it, I will not cry screaming for you again. I cannot. There it is. The words that you had said to me. "I love you." "You are my stars, my suns, my galaxies." Now I'm crying. I keep repeating these sentences thoroughly through-out my mind, every single night. Remembering the tone, the beat, the eye contact you had made. Trying to take in the truth, that it was fake.

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Sunshine, I feel the pain in your eyes as you look in to mine, as if torn as to whether to gaze deeper, or look away, I knew this day would come, I always knew I wasn't good enough, Now let me ask you, whats so good about picking up the pieces, when your never gonna forget anyway? What if I'd rather leave them to fade into distant memory, and move on like its all okay, but deep inside I'll know I never recovered, because babydoll, I couldnt forget you, not even if I wanted to, theres a scar on my heart in the shape of your name, and incase you didn't know, scars don't fade, "hold my heart, its beating for you anyway" None of the colors can reach the darkness of my mind, and none of this, will ever change with time, because, babe, I can't forget you, theres a hole in my heart in the shape of the love you provided, and then let slip away, "Whats so good about, pickin up the pieces? What if we don't even want to?"

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Nov 21, 2012

Nov 21, 2012 at 7:56 PM UTC

johnnie-rae

Caraphernelia.

Sunshine, I feel the pain in your eyes as you look in to mine, as if torn as to whether to gaze deeper, or look away, I knew this day would come, I always knew I wasn't good enough, Now let me ask you, whats so good about picking up the pieces, when your never gonna forget anyway? What if I'd rather leave them to fade into distant memory, and move on like its all okay, but deep inside I'll know I never recovered, because babydoll, I couldnt forget you, not even if I wanted to, theres a scar on my heart in the shape of your name, and incase you didn't know, scars don't fade, "hold my heart, its beating for you anyway" None of the colors can reach the darkness of my mind, and none of this, will ever change with time, because, babe, I can't forget you, theres a hole in my heart in the shape of the love you provided, and then let slip away, "Whats so good about, pickin up the pieces? What if we don't even want to?"

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We're 90 hours away. Yet I hope every steps that I make would bring me closer to you. That no matter where life would take me, I hope, it will always lead me back to you.

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Feb 26, 2021

Feb 26, 2021 at 6:58 AM UTC

tiffiela_

Caraphernelia (n.)

We're 90 hours away. Yet I hope every steps that I make would bring me closer to you. That no matter where life would take me, I hope, it will always lead me back to you.

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Caraphernelia. I understand the word at all times. You left me things that shutter my eyes. And when I wake up, there's too much light. I stumble around, trying to close the blinds. Caraphernelia. I comprehend it with all my might. Bring me the things that will cut open my soul. And when I try to sleep at night, I think of ways to make me feel whole. But after my rest, I forget my ideas and return to the misery on my chest.

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Jan 27, 2014

Jan 27, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC

violetcrandall

Caraphernelia

Caraphernelia. I understand the word at all times. You left me things that shutter my eyes. And when I wake up, there's too much light. I stumble around, trying to close the blinds. Caraphernelia. I comprehend it with all my might. Bring me the things that will cut open my soul. And when I try to sleep at night, I think of ways to make me feel whole. But after my rest, I forget my ideas and return to the misery on my chest.

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Beside what used to be your pillow, I wake. Melancholy as I get out of bed. Brushing teeth by the sink With a jolt of sadness and dread; your toothbrush on the brink. Eating the pain for breakfast. Then wishing the shower can wash away the misery. I look at the mirror hoping that again, I could meet your lips so dreamy. But seeing that photo near the corner reminds me why I must not bother. Driving to work with the thought of you sitting on the passenger seat. I put my phone on top of my table. Longing for your voice so sweet, waiting for your message so playful. Can you blame me if I can’t forget you? Everything still lingers. Everything reminds me. I feel like I hold my heart in my fingers, shattered to the highest degree. I even take the long way home to forget the state of being alone. So please come back; not for a brand new start. But to keep our memories at bay; to keep the pain, the pieces of my heart. It used to beat for you, anyway.

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Jun 12, 2018

Jun 12, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC

notsopunkrockdj

Caraphernelia

Beside what used to be your pillow, I wake. Melancholy as I get out of bed. Brushing teeth by the sink With a jolt of sadness and dread; your toothbrush on the brink. Eating the pain for breakfast. Then wishing the shower can wash away the misery. I look at the mirror hoping that again, I could meet your lips so dreamy. But seeing that photo near the corner reminds me why I must not bother. Driving to work with the thought of you sitting on the passenger seat. I put my phone on top of my table. Longing for your voice so sweet, waiting for your message so playful. Can you blame me if I can’t forget you? Everything still lingers. Everything reminds me. I feel like I hold my heart in my fingers, shattered to the highest degree. I even take the long way home to forget the state of being alone. So please come back; not for a brand new start. But to keep our memories at bay; to keep the pain, the pieces of my heart. It used to beat for you, anyway.

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My throat is swelling up, My thoughts seem to be stuck. You're over me now, I know. I didn't think that was it, though. I should've seen it coming. This heartbreak that I'm feeling. But I completely deserve this. Because I acted so selfish.

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Jul 19, 2015

Jul 19, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC

Jellyfish

Caraphernelia

My throat is swelling up, My thoughts seem to be stuck. You're over me now, I know. I didn't think that was it, though. I should've seen it coming. This heartbreak that I'm feeling. But I completely deserve this. Because I acted so selfish.

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