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Rose Oct 2018
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i’ve been stuck in the same place
since, i don’t even know when.
my mind, soul, and body
welcoming nasty thoughts,
whispering ***** things,
i‘ve become anew.
yet so lonely,
so confused, and so lost.
there are cobwebs growing
above my head where i sleep.


who am i really?
Rose Sep 2018
let’s not make haste and waste it‬,
when you know you can’t replace it, just face it.
we were placed in these phases,
chasing pavements,
and foreign places,
cos it’s fate that we’re facing.
so let’s stay up late and create
a state of mind for you and i,
what’s new and mine.
and we’ll know
what’ll go
in time.
we’ve got too much love to give
Rose Sep 2018
i wish i loved me better,
so i could have loved you deeper.
Rose Sep 2018
I need your absence
to rediscover the parts of me,
I had lost in the midst of you.
I need time and space
to try to get to know me better,
to heal from a place of disaster.
And most importantly,
I need my heart and mind
to agree that..
we’re just not meant for one another.
Sometimes choosing yourself is the only option.
Rose Sep 2018
you’ve engulfed me,
in foreign waters..
drowned by this sea of
petty lies and empty cries,
so you could keep me around
for your well-being
but never asking
about mine.. or, how i’m doing
you never really cared about me,
you never really gave a thought about me.
you’ve only picked at my insides
from a distance..
ripping me piece by piece
while you struggled to stay whole..
     i know you prayed i’d stay blind,
          and now you’ve lost your mind.

                     because i didn’t
Rose Sep 2018
I
don’t you dare say i never cared,
about what we shared..
when i was so afraid to hurt you,
i would hurt myself instead,
i would suffer for you.

and don’t you dare say i never loved,
when every part of me longed for us,
and called out to you
every single night..
i loved our love.


but i never had enough to fill the both of us.
Rose Sep 2018
One
I’m afraid to let people in cos i’ve seen too many go.
I can’t trust your words cos i’ve heard it all before.
From different people
with different stories,
but the same intent.

It all ends the same.
And the honest truth is...
I’m just tired of getting left behind.

— The End —