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badtaste May 28
you were so content keeping to yourself  crying in the corner

Filling the empty space
With silent symphonies
Of sorrow and solace
A solo profromace
In this theater of solitude
~
Epilog.
______________
father was downstairs trying to get the power back
mom was in the attic getting high off of alcohol
brothers in their rooms addicted to
P o r no graphy.
Me? Planning to **** myself silently in this
Theater
Of
Solitude
badtaste May 26
Addicted to You

I have a terrible addiction to gambling with your love
The stakes are high, the risk so sweet
Every bet I place, I long to win your heart
But with every loss, I feel another tear start

The thrill of the game, the rush of hope
Keeps me coming back, unable to cope
I'm locked in this cycle, a prisoner of desire
Addicted to you, my burning, consuming Crimson fire
badtaste May 26
I lost myself in the most
pathetic possible way,
I will never be able to handle
losing myself.

But in the midst of darkness,
I found a glimmer of light,
a moment of grace that whispered,
you are more than your flaws.

I may have lost the old me,
but the new me is still growing,
finding strength in vulnerability,
and resilience in the face of loss.

So, here's to the journey of
losing and finding oneself,
for in the broken pieces,
we discover our truest beauty.
~
Dearest reader ;
I know it's unbelievable, unfortunately we have to be able to handle this inescapable truth :

We
Have
Worth
badtaste May 25
Riddles twist and turn
Words dance in perplexing ways
A maze of meaning
Poetry
badtaste Mar 15
The sequel is never as good as the original
How original
Time is ticking I can't wait
badtaste Mar 2019
I wish I could make you smile while singing a simile,
of what it's like when you sit next to me.
Or tell you another metaphor,
of what it's like when we grow old together.

Will you hold me
when I won't hold you?
I'm sorry, but
I will always love you
badtaste Mar 2019
television screens-
shows a crowd of a million screams
-watching
the dying fish flop on a dry plate.

Entertainment.
sooo drastic and over dramatic
badtaste Mar 2019
time is a very impatient man
who lost his watch
idk o well I could've tried more or harder on this, kinda do but idc
badtaste Mar 2019
all I want is one person to type all my thoughts into a poem
so that they can say
"It's harder than it looks..."
to any struggling poets and for clever (check her out)
badtaste Mar 2019
my vision of hell
is being told I go to heaven
and watch all my friends burn
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