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Daisy Marrow Dec 2013
I do not love the touch of your skin.
It no longer feels like silk.

I don't want to lie to you.
I don't want to hurt you.
But I don't think I can longer love you.

Your voice is monotone.
I can no longer hear the summer warmth in it.

When I'm with you I feel lonely.
I don't want to hold your hand.
I don't want you to see me this way,
so why am I still with you?

I no longer look at you the way you still look at me.
I don't want to break your heart,
but I don't think I can longer love you.

You were once the light in my eyes,
but I always feel a sliver of ice keeping me cold.
You see I found this other
who makes me feel warm
even when I'm frozen to my very core.

You were kind and you are beautiful,
but you deserve someone who will call you lover
and every time greet you with a kiss.
A kiss that'll make your head spin,
but trust me, darling I am not that kiss.
AS Oct 2
My first trigger since June,
An old,
Opened wound.

This time I did not break down inside,
I didn't lose a morsel of light.

A few tears flowing on the inside,
But no destruction of the mind.

Finally I am healing and can begin to
Live my life.

No darkness and rife,
To the person who stole my childhood
In the night.

Finally I know I can survive,
Without getting broken up and


The dead monster now,
No longer plagues or derails.

No longer will these triggers,
End in a monumental fail.

All I can do is smile,
As life has become tremendously

© 2018

Abigail Sheard
The relief and happiness, from my triggers no longer dominating my life.
Daisy Marrow Jun 2014
You lay in a field of flowers counting each bird that passes overhead.
You've erased concern and decided to live for the moment because you always would say,
"we might be dead by tomorrow."
Flowers grew from your heart and bloomed across your lungs,
creating a garden that sings joy,
While my garden was withering.
Each breath you took was never wasted,
but I couldn't help but count mine like they were birds passing overhead.
Every night you would view the stars and moon with pure amazement as if it was your first time seeing them.
You gave all your love to me and each kiss was coined in my pocket.
You fell in love with me every night and I fell for your smile.
Soon enough the world would pass us by but I wouldn't blink because I could live off your touch for the rest of my time.
You showed me there is more in life than just one color,
but instead the world is a whole painting with colors that can't be described.
You showed me just how beautiful the world was.
You taught me how to grow beauty from my eyes but lately I've been dreaming and falling for stars.
Imagining what it'd be like slow dance with the planets, getting lost in constellations.
But I'm just not ready to go but I don't control time.
You showed me that dying can be beautiful.
That we'll be okay because when we leave we all become one with the earth and nature.
So love, love me until time runs out.
Until I become one with nature.

And many years later as time starts to fly by and you slowly start to watch your clock tick down, you'll know where to find me.
I'll be up with stars.
Somewhere lost in the cosmos.
I'll be spinning with the planets dreaming about what it would feel like to be able to walk on flowers again.
Shrishty Jun 2017
You were the truth
That I hid between my lies

You were
My words
And everything
Left unspoken

Your name tasted like life
And now it's empty
Like you
Like me


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