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Amer Pelides Sep 2017
Wisdom read but unheard,
Is truly an injustice
Why must the world suffer fools,
That know not the difference
Between ignorance and knowledge,
Wisdom is felt from the heart
And sung with the breath,
A million ills can be righted
With one wise counsel,
Joy can be grasped with caution,
Not with haste and recklessness
Hear my words,
And take heed of my warnings
Wisdom should be heard and felt,
Not taken for granted
V Anne Apr 2017
When you say
"My friend and I..."

I hear
"My ex lover and I..."

I can read between
The lines
And darling you're such
An easy book to
Read.

I have gut feelings
Signals
Warnings
Of danger and excitement

And I had a gut feeling
That I was going to see
Something unpleasant.

And maybe running into
You and the ex
On the blue line train
Wasn't unpleasant

But it certainly wasn't
A welcomed surprise.
storm siren Jul 2016
He'll destroy you.
Take everything good about you
And rip it down into a skeleton.

I hope you realize
He'll take everything you're confident about
And burn it to the ground.
I hope you realize
He'll use you
As a coping skill.

I hope you realize
He'll move on from you
Rather quickly
Once it's over.

Because it will be over
Rather quickly.
Because men like him
Don't actually want
Things that last,
No,
They want their ego stroked
And the moment you tell them
They're wrong
The monster returns again.

"I haven't been this angry since I was eighteen."
*******.

You just can't stand
Being told you're wrong
Being told you're hurtful
Being told you're not perfect.

He'll hurt you,
And then you'll be left broken-feeling.

But darling you won't be,
You won't be broken.
Men like him
Don't have the power to break you.

Be ready and be prepared.
He cannot break you.

You might be blissful now.
But know that he'll subconsciously try to destroy you.

Keep an ear out
It'll hurt,
But you're strong enough.
I have faith
You'll be okay.

He'll rip you apart,
But you can find those pieces
And put them back better than before.

He's not worth your time,
But maybe you're like how I was.
Foolish, naive, hopeful,
And a little too kind.

You are young,
So it does happen.

Good luck to you,
Child.
Good luck.

You will need it,
For the road you have chosen
Is a road that leads to your own pain.

I am sending you
Prayers.

You will need them.

Also don't flinch.
It only makes him worse.
:D Just a warning for a young girl who doesn't know what she's getting herself into.
D Jul 2016
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Why do we dream the things we do?
Is it because deep down, we wish it true?
That life were a fairy tale, that we could fly?

I'd have to say no, that's not the reason why.
The dreams we receive are messages to decipher,
They are warnings against our uglier desires.

To fall prey to your dreams would be a tragedy,
It would lead you astray and quite happily
Cause you to create you're own catastrophe.

Dreams are less fairy and more a cautionary tale,
Be vigilant, watch for the warnings that are veiled.
I had a dream last night that I woke up smiling from.
It was warning against having too much fun..
Seth Milliman Apr 2016
There it is,
The silence of my suffering revealed.
I gave and this is what's left to deal,
What now do I do?
My heart buried beneath the tower I built up,
There's holes everywhere in myself.
I gave and then sometimes stayed away,
But I was always near.
I guess I now know what I truly mean to you,
No more a person.
But a shadow on the wall,
Did I waste your time the days I spent with you?
Was I no more than an annoyance?
What I am now is what it feels like,
Pointless, apathetic, and dumbfounded.
I know you warned me,
And I proceeded onward past then.
Now it just hurts,
You've silenced yourself to me.
Ignore me like I was nothing to you,
Every day of your silence just hurts more.
If this is payback or a lesson,
You've won.
I'd rather be told I'm worth nothing,
And it all meant nothing.
Than hear nothing from you,
That silence kills me.
Especially of how much my heart I gave to you,
So will you continue your silence and keep ignoring me?
Or will you say something,
Anything.
Even if it's just to say goodbye,
Because no amount of tears can erase you.
And in the end of all things,
I just sit here and cry.

— The End —