poeticlostsoul
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poeticlostsoul · 2 months ago
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Getting bad again
I'm getting bad again,
it feels so right.
I'm getting bad again,
with a hand between my legs.
I'm getting bad again,
no one knows how deep into the darkness I've gone.
I'm getting bad again,
slowly killing myself.
I'm getting bad again,
and I don't really care.
I'm getting bad again.
Taking another sip.
I'm getting bad again,
swallowing another pill.
I'm getting bad again
contemplating suicide.
I'm getting bad again
and finally everything goes blank.
I'm getting bad again
closing my eyes.
I'm getting...there
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poeticlostsoul · 2 months ago
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Presence of the absent
You should pray to God
every morning and every night.
You should follow His rules,
Listen to His voice.
You should choose the path He shows you.
He's more present in this couple of sentences that he's been in my whole life.
I've been there,
I've done that,
I was on my knees for Him,
I was begging, crying my eyes out
and nothing
not even a little, tiny bit of change.
He was never there.
I hope I'll end up in Hell.
I don't want to see someone who abandoned me when I was just a little kid.
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poeticlostsoul · 2 months ago
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Dance macabre
He's always there
when I'm laying naked on my bed
with my hand between my legs.
When I'm killing myself little by little with pleasure
slowly reaching heaven.
Then the tables turn
I'm on the same bed
with a razor in my hand.
My fingers covered in my blood instead of lust
pleasure and pain dancing a deadly walc
turning and turning, slowly mixing up
eventually they become one.
He says he likes a little psycho, a nymphomaniac with a thing for pain, a little naughty girl
but he's never there
my pain is not The pain
my psycho is too much of a psycho
he likes the idea of me
not what's hidden underneath.
Once again I find myself on the bed
and the story repeats itself.
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poeticlostsoul · 3 months ago
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Peanut butter toast
It's been a year and nothing's changed
today is even worse than yesterday
who knew that peanut butter was never a problem
I feel like a pig because of him
I was ok
I was trying to hold on
but now all I can think of is stupid peanut butter toast
My own father
the person I thought will always be by my side
that will guard me with his life
made me feel like a fat awful pig
And now I'm once again stuffing my face
To forget the hatred that I feel toward myself
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poeticlostsoul · 5 months ago
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Never to blame
Lilith was damned for being an equal
Eve was punished for being a victim
Adam was a MAN so he's not to blame
Hera was made to feed her husband betrayal
Medusa was used like a toy
but she's the one to blame
Cause Poseidon was a MAN
MAN, MAN, MAN
"It's just their nature" they said
"She was asking for it"
" She was wearing a dress"
See?
This is a world that we live in
You can simply look at him and than forever be a slut
cause you weren't dressed like a nun
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poeticlostsoul · 6 months ago
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Stay
We can try but we won't win
I will fail before we meet the end
We can pray but he won't be there to hear our prayers
I've been a sinner for far too long
To deserve his love
We can pretend that all of that never took place
But deep deep down in our hearts
We know
Nothing will ever be the same, it won't simply go away
This voice won't shut up
Our cries for help, mercy, peace and eventually death will never be heard
We are far too broken to be worth any of it
I've been shaming you for the way you deal with all of it
I've been sulking even though I'm no better
I know there's no hope but at least I'm still here
I'm here not because I want to
I'm here because I'm not brave enough to make the final cut
I'm here to be your whore, slut, bitch
Because maybe you are able to live
Maybe you can come back
Maybe you can still smile
I'll stay because I'm a coward
I'll stay because you deserved better
I'll stay cause I'm not even worth to go to Hell
I will stay
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poeticlostsoul · 6 months ago
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No heaven for us
There she is
a blond angel
in all her glory
My heaven and hell
My pleasure and pain
The cause of my fears, my whimpers and tears
I'm not a believer but for her
God is a witness
I can knee every day
to say a prayer between her legs
to taste her holiness
I can confess all my sins and be on her mercy
There she is
in all her glory
not so saint
not so holly
She's no angel
I'm not saint
there's no heaven
only HELL
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poeticlostsoul · 10 months ago
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The counting
The first one is because I'm fat,
Because I can't be clean as simple as that.
The second one is for them,
For all those people I've hurt,
For all those word I've said,
For all those days I've been cold to them,
But they were not my loved ones
so why should I care?
The third is because all those awful gross filled days
When I couldn't even brush my hair.
The next one is because I like to feel pain.
The fifth one is for Hate, my dear, old friend,
You were always there in my heart and my mind.
You are the only one that stays when things get dark.
Then the sixth and the seventh, the eighth and ninghth.
I've lost my count.
But around the hundredth one,
I see her the girl that killed herself.
She took a razor from my hand and I made her feel my pain.
In that bathroom, on that day I've become a murderer.
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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Vampire's angel
How could I be so wrong to people I love most
How on Earth I could be scared after everything I've done to her
I cry every sleepless night about how wrong I was about her
But I'm not the one that should be sad
I'm the reason of the sadness I brought to her perfect life
I'm the evil witch, I'm the Devil here
I'm the one that should burn in hell
I'm the one who deserved all that pain
She was Saint, pure, innocent
Sha was a blond perfect angel
But I couldn't
I couldnt stand so much sanity in my life
I couldn't just walk away and let her live her life
I couldn't just this one time not be the bad one
So I crawled out of my coffin
Like a vampire seeking for blood
I didn't care who was where
I didn't care how much time she will need to sacrifice to live again in the sunlight, to forget all that horror from our fall night
I was a thirsty vampire
I didn't care I just needed her to feel my pain
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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I rather hate myself for being skinny
Than hate myself for being fat
I rather suffer 'cause I didn't eat
Than suffer 'cause I ate too much
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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She
she was there, on the bathroom floor siting alone wishing for someone to open the door
she was there, in the middle of the night, praying for someone to safe her
save her from no one else but herself, save her from the fate she carried on her shoulder
she cried and begged but no one was there,
no one could possibly know what she was praying for
she never said a single word about the darkness she hided under a smile, a smile she painted with salty waterfalls that came out from her eyes.
she stayed up all night listening to the voice in her head
she couldn't close her eyes even for a moment, she couldn't see again this nightmare that haunted her every day.
she was alone in the world
she was surounded by people but there was no one to blame for the emptinness she felt
she couldn't take it
she couldn't just forget
she wasn't weak
she wasn't helpless
she was hopeless
she was lost
she couldn't take it anymore
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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Cinderella without a happy end
I close your eyes, pretend that it's fine
Paint a smile on your face and everything will be OK
But it's not it never was since the day she left me on the dance floor
Im not talking about the blond one, that made me realize I'm not enough
I talking about brunette with fair eyes, with the grains de beautè all over her face
She is the one i miss every day and night
She is the only one I wish could come back
That prom night I lost the other half of my heart
When you left I knew it's gonna hurt
It hurt like hell, but pain it's the only thing I deserve
But she, the other half of me?
She didn't leave, she died that day
You're still here,on this Earth,
she flew away
But no to heaven or to hell,
She disappeared forever,
Like a Cirandella at the end of a day
But she wasn't some cottage girl
She was a little girl seeking for love she couldn't get
So she died right there when I was holding her hand
She never said goodbye
She didn't want to make me cry
The was no funreal, no proper goodbye
Everyone chose to pretend like it's fine
So again just close you eyes, Paint a smile with tears you cry out every night
And live just day by day,
so you could go back to her
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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Adam's Eve
I don't want to beg, I dont want to cry
I've done it myself couple of times
I was a child with a Devil on my arm
I was a teen cutting my own skin
Now I am no one, nobody, or just a body without a soul created for you to keep you warm
Like Eve was created for Adam just the same way I was cerated to be your prey waiting for you every night and day to finally tell me to get naked
I am alive only because you
You are my center of the whole world
You are everything and anything I know
You are the reason I wanna live
You are the reason I pray to disapear
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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Hate
I'm my own toturer
Who can better than myself know what punishment I deserve
Who can hate me even more than myself in a flesh
Who can make me feel pain in the way it'll hurt the most
Who knows my secret, my weakness, my sins better than me
I'm my own torturer cause I'm the only person on the Earth that know how to make my life a living hell
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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That dance
We fight and tear each other into pieces
But at the end of the we were holding our hands
Until this one day has come and you vanished from my life
You left me alone, not wanting to go,to move on
Deep, deep down in my heart
I'm still this little girl
You left on a dance floor pushed right into the Devil's claws
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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Always a blond one
One stupid touch means so much,
One ordinary smile makes my heart go wild,
Everything because her,
The night owl girls with blond hair,
Love that never made us one piece,
And only seen in my dreams unholy kiss
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poeticlostsoul · 1 year ago
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I love you for you
For the shape of you hips,
For the color of your lips,
I love you
For the way you smile,
For the way you cry,
I adore you
For the way you stand when you talk to him,
For the movement of your lips when you speak to me,
I admire you
For the sky you hide in your eyes,
For the red spots that paint your arms,
I want to kiss your every flaw and tell you this is what I love the most.
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