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"unstableness" poems
my eyes burn not only because they beg for sleep but from the tears shed too many have fallen not just today but in my (short) lifetime my mind is all over the place i can't fathom my thoughts very well i don't know what i want or how i feel i do know i feel alone although i am not i honestly love him and know he's good to me good for me you are trouble yet why do you continue to walk yourself into my brain? yet why do i reach out to you? yet why do you respond to my distress calls? a few months ago i would take back what we had in a heartbeat now things are complicated i don't know if i can trust you do you only want me now that i'm with someone else? would you still want me once you regained me? yet they get even more complex yes i may still love you but i am in love with him as well he's everything i thought he would be and more but i'm not so sure the "and more" is positive he is far mor ****** than i ever imagined he is far more unstable than I could ever guess i'm unstable he's unstable you're unstable but you are by far the most stable out of us three and i was the most stable with you you were my stability and when you left you took it with you i cry a lot i cry when i'm with him not because he makes me upset or angry or unhappy but because i am afraid afraid to hurt him and cause more unstableness in him or get hurt and lose more stability or that I can't help him that is my greatest fear so why did i message you? and why did you respond? why am i feeling conflicted when i am in no dilemma what-so-ever? is it possible to fall in love with someone while still in love with a different someone? because i believe i have and i believe i am going insane possibly from an overdose an overdose on love                            -please send help a.a.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
An Overdose on Love
my eyes burn not only because they beg for sleep but from the tears shed too many have fallen not just today but in my (short) lifetime my mind is all over the place i can't fathom my thoughts very well i don't know what i want or how i feel i do know i feel alone although i am not i honestly love him and know he's good to me good for me you are trouble yet why do you continue to walk yourself into my brain? yet why do i reach out to you? yet why do you respond to my distress calls? a few months ago i would take back what we had in a heartbeat now things are complicated i don't know if i can trust you do you only want me now that i'm with someone else? would you still want me once you regained me? yet they get even more complex yes i may still love you but i am in love with him as well he's everything i thought he would be and more but i'm not so sure the "and more" is positive he is far mor ****** than i ever imagined he is far more unstable than I could ever guess i'm unstable he's unstable you're unstable but you are by far the most stable out of us three and i was the most stable with you you were my stability and when you left you took it with you i cry a lot i cry when i'm with him not because he makes me upset or angry or unhappy but because i am afraid afraid to hurt him and cause more unstableness in him or get hurt and lose more stability or that I can't help him that is my greatest fear so why did i message you? and why did you respond? why am i feeling conflicted when i am in no dilemma what-so-ever? is it possible to fall in love with someone while still in love with a different someone? because i believe i have and i believe i am going insane possibly from an overdose an overdose on love                            -please send help a.a.
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Mental health is not a choice It becomes a defect It's visible Yet everyone remains Convinced of this new fashion statement Was my elect And unstableness Is my preference Except here I am Screaming on the inside For normal functions And a stable mindset I am at constant endurance For the hurricanes roaring in my head Crashing into my thoughts Telling me what is rotting   Destroying my homes, Drowning my sanity Even as I rebuild I find myself Falling into the gust of Cycles that ruin me Leaving me in defeat In my decomposing, suffocated brain Handling paranoia speaking into your ear Constant talking You never see But only feel Above your shoulder Then the depression of suicide Filled with emptiness and questioning With nothing being real And you left being numb Only what follows that Is the high of a life Putting you ontop of it Dangling your feet But threats of dropping Start pumping in your blood Shaking, Scared of it all And uncontrollable worries Make your sorry You even went high Gloom in the chase, Death makes you quiet Shelter and safe You escape Until you are bored and furious Lashing out with whips Against your loves Screaming mindlessly Wrecking your things And hurting endlessly Understand how Your constant neglect For the ill minded And ignorance for the defected Telling us to **** it up And how it's our select Is slowly slaughtering our self worth In reality You are the murderer   Telling us We are the romantically damaged Except you omit the hideous pumping chemicals They feed us To satisfy Your false perception Of who is sane And who is to blame Making us even more crazed Day in my life You wouldn't last a second Try to understand This cycle never ceases But will only increase With your toxins And my decay There is no cure And I am left Being adhered to this madness And curving my life With complicated composure Of trying to survive Vicious thoughts And even more Blood thirsty people
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
Mental health
Mental health is not a choice It becomes a defect It's visible Yet everyone remains Convinced of this new fashion statement Was my elect And unstableness Is my preference Except here I am Screaming on the inside For normal functions And a stable mindset I am at constant endurance For the hurricanes roaring in my head Crashing into my thoughts Telling me what is rotting   Destroying my homes, Drowning my sanity Even as I rebuild I find myself Falling into the gust of Cycles that ruin me Leaving me in defeat In my decomposing, suffocated brain Handling paranoia speaking into your ear Constant talking You never see But only feel Above your shoulder Then the depression of suicide Filled with emptiness and questioning With nothing being real And you left being numb Only what follows that Is the high of a life Putting you ontop of it Dangling your feet But threats of dropping Start pumping in your blood Shaking, Scared of it all And uncontrollable worries Make your sorry You even went high Gloom in the chase, Death makes you quiet Shelter and safe You escape Until you are bored and furious Lashing out with whips Against your loves Screaming mindlessly Wrecking your things And hurting endlessly Understand how Your constant neglect For the ill minded And ignorance for the defected Telling us to **** it up And how it's our select Is slowly slaughtering our self worth In reality You are the murderer   Telling us We are the romantically damaged Except you omit the hideous pumping chemicals They feed us To satisfy Your false perception Of who is sane And who is to blame Making us even more crazed Day in my life You wouldn't last a second Try to understand This cycle never ceases But will only increase With your toxins And my decay There is no cure And I am left Being adhered to this madness And curving my life With complicated composure Of trying to survive Vicious thoughts And even more Blood thirsty people
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There is nothing left for you to fix There is nothing left for you to say I guess you really did all that to have everything play out your way. I was so careless I was a mess Somehow my mind you managed to undress I cared about your happiness that for a brief moment I left myself behind In a puddle of distress In a empty pattern of unstableness. I was born with wings that you tried to cut through There was a disguise that prevented me from seeing the real you. Giving you time to convince me that you cared about me too.. I guess this is your cue... I guess the last thing I want to say to you is: I hope the next time you look a female in the eye, you select to be true.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
There’s just one last thing I want to say
Strangers. She is something strange. Strange but interesting. Dark dark hair. Black hair. Dark eyes. Dark dark eyes. Brown eyes. We talked all evening. Really reconnected since I got locked up. We hadn't talked for a while. We spoke of life. Sisters Girlfriends Drinking Drugs Self harming Overdosing Love Pain Boys Girls Her Me Hair dye Blue eyes The good The bad Life Life And most of all past The stuff we used to do. We spoke of change. Of unstableness. Suicide Pain We got everything out. We talked about ex girlfriends. No we are not strangers. Yes a strange friendship. But not strangers. Both of us know more about one another than nearly anyone else. Stay safe strange human.
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
...A girl...
walking unsteadily because of the unstableness of my mind my thoughts collide and any sense i've had dissolves to form hard angled pieces that just don't fit i can't see straight i can't focus all i've known doesn't make sense anymore the years collapse to form an unending stream of nothingness that gets ****** down the drain of my being leaving me with a vast horizon of the unknown the uncomfortable the new but offering me an oasis barely visible in the distance of inexplicable bliss and left hoping for the strength to reach it.
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 4:15 PM UTC
oasis
Sometimes my heart is a strong as a mountain Other times it shares the unstableness of jelly Sometimes it can withstand sub zero temperatures Other times its just not that lucky Sometimes it makes a coat for itself trying to prove to the world it can cope on its own Other times...most times it just shivers in the british cold.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
My heart