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love you lost is but the
#life you found. it's a
#sad thing you had to feel this
#pain. just let the
#depression roll deep and the
#poetry become even deeper.
#death will find us all but
#hope will find us faster.
#you are never
#lost if you follow your
#heart.
#poems are the map for the wondering.
#hate
#me for the love I took from you and
#hurt me by shooting down my
#moon. but know that
#happiness will return with
#time. You will never be
#alone, if let this be the
#suicide of your despair.
seeing the trending tags concerned me that people write about such negative things. I decided to turn it around.
Nobody knows me
I am a stranger to all
Especially me.
I yearn to escape.
I just want to sleep forever...
                    forget deadlines and responsibilities
                           forget right and wrong
                                 forget black and white
I'm pretty content in my dreamless sleep
Unbound by earthly desires
Empty - perhaps?
                        But at the same time Free**(?)
Uncertainty & escape
He brought me
Some
Hot coffee

And planted me
An
Apple tree

I gave him
Some
Soy milk

And gifted him
A
Fresh leek

Then we watched
The
Buzzing bees
Making
Sweet honey
 Apr 2014 Yours et cetera
sian b
"you've gotten bigger."
you say to me
as we eat at the same tree
that we have eaten at since grade 7.

"your hair looks horrible"
you say to me
as we get ready to go
to his party.

"your acne is coming back"
you say to me
as we get ready for prom
and our dates.

and one day
i skip lunch
and you ask why
and i shrug.

and one day
i curl my hair for the first time
and you as why
and i shrug.

and one day
i wear lots of make up
and you ask why
and i shrug.

but that night
i slit my wrist
and swallowed pills
instead of dressing up.

why you might ask?
because i'm horrendous
inapplicable
disgusting.

don't you remember
the days you reminded me?
well here you go.
i hate the ending
well the last 2 stanzas
 Apr 2014 Yours et cetera
sian b
one pill
two pills
three pills
four.

how many more
before i hit the floor?

five pills
six pills
seven pills
eight.

i think that i
can already see the gates.

nine pills
ten pills
eleven pills
twelve.

this war is ending now,
the one with myself.

thirteen pills
fourteen pills
fifteen pills
sixteen.

sorry mom
i'm a ****** up queen.

seventeen pills
eighteen pills
nineteen pills
twenty.

wait,
how many?

twenty one pills
twenty two pills
twenty three pills
twenty four

and now i am asleep
upon the floor.
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