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short-n-long-work · 1 year ago
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Killing me willingly
I made a mistake, which is what I do
I called you when I still want to cry over you
God I'm lonely
Then I heard your voice again.
Do I want to be loved or be myself
And I just can't do either
How I miss your voice
Enough to fuel a million fantasías of you & I
Why do I keep lying to myself
Creating scenerios of us meeting
Encountering each other by happenstance
Just so I can tell you, "I'm doing well too"
Wanting to meet you just to lie
Knowing I truly would like to die
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ummitzrandom · 6 years ago
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ai-no-bijon · 6 years ago
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"I see no reason why I can't have everything I want."
Sometimes, in some cases, for some people;
that not always the case.
I swear sometimes this world is out to get me.
Get me to places where I don't want to be in life.
Sometimes, life is like a jenga tower.
Yes, people will say "everything will fall into place, eventually."
Most pieces fall onto the ground, far from the light and left unseen.
Some get picked and pried apart by foolish hands thinking they "knows what's best".
And few remain, well-put together.
The world, this life is jenga and one day it will all fall apart.
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elvencantation · 6 years ago
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[transcription: i’m tearing bits off myself in hopes they’ll grow back kinder in hopes that it will make it easier for others in hopes that i’ll be better off without them in hopes that i will be light enough to stop sinking and start floating in hopes that one day there will be nothing left of the me i’ve learned to despise a.g. end transcription]
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Again
Here I am alone in my room
These thoughts in my head are all on you
The four walls surrounding me clouding my view
I fought so hard just to give in
I swore that this wouldn't be the end
Yet here I am alone in my room
I killed myself because I was thinking of you
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pocolocapotterhead · 4 years ago
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Wordless
I won’t listen to the wordless lies,
That you can try to tell me with your bloodshot eyes.
You are just a wingless bird in flight,
You will come crashing down when the moment is right.
Can you hold on just a moment longer?
Can you be, for me, just a little stronger?
I watch as your chest shakes,
With every laboured breath you take.
Will you slip further away?
Or can you stay just 2 more days?
Will you listen to my wordless pleas?
Please? For me?
By Me.
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kyliemac96-blog · 6 years ago
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Would you miss me?
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Would you miss me
Even if we hadn't talked in years.
Would you miss me
If you hadn't liked me.
Would you miss me
If I had just disappeared.
Would you miss me
If I had been gone for all these years.
Had you noticed?
When we had stopped talking.
Had you noticed?
When I had stopped laughing. Had you noticed?
When I had stopped trying.
Had you noticed?
When I started crying.
Are you there?
When I'm all alone.
Are you there?
When I need a listening ear.
Are you there?
To help me dry on my tears.
Are you there?
To bring me up and share your laughter.
I would miss you.
Even when we hadn't talked in years.
I would miss you.
Even if I hadn't like you.
I would miss you.
If you had just disappeared.
I would find you.
If you had been gone all these years.
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psychicgoopflapcookie · 4 years ago
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please give it a read, and repost if you like it. would mean a lot:
Days of endless struggle,
hopeful pills today.
Trying to appear "normal,"
In some sort of way.
It seems that the struggle
Is always here with me,
And I wouldn't be here now
If guilt would leave me be.
I know there's been many
Who've had it worse than I,
But that doesn't always mean
That I wouldn't say good-bye.
People say I have a lot going for me.
I'm sorry, but I just can't see.
I can't see because my worst enemy
Is not my life but inside of me.
Always on a roller coaster,
Not much consistency.
I'm nothing if I'm not up or down.
I'm nothing if just "me."
Very little energy,
Wanting to stay in bed,
Wishing to be enthusiastic
Instead of feeling like I'm made of lead.
Wanting to be excited,
Wanting to care for more,
But when nothing makes sense,
It's hard to focus on the poor.
Cluttered mind, cluttered thinking.
It's hard to keep in touch
With what is happening around me
And not to worry too much.
I feel that everybody is better than me
And that I can't do anything right.
This is how I've felt my whole goddamn life
It didn't just start last night.
No confidence, no self-esteem.
Everybody else is right.
To speak my mind is to be a fool,
So I just try to "sit tight".
Any one of these problems
Would be a heavy vice,
But when you have them ALL
Living seems like the roll of a dice.
~Adaa Gupta
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boring-ally · 4 years ago
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I'm sorry the world is such a cruel place for a beautiful soul like yours.
You don't deserve to be at war in your own head.
You always care for others but never get as much in return. And I wanted to give you the whole world but it just isn't our time.
I don't know if we will ever get a chance to stop the world together or not, but even if that day never comes I will never stop loving you.
You are my love.
It hurts to know you are in pain, and you can't even live in your own thoughts. I wish I could take the pain away for you. If only...
Everyone hurts differently, and I don't know your hurt exactly.
I just pray God spares you, because I would be lost without you.
I have to love you from a distance because my love is too strong and overwhelming. Maybe it's blissful sometimes but it's too much for you right now.
I have never loved someone so purely and felt this way for someone. It is simplicity with complications. But I would never change anything about you.
I hope we get a chance to be together in this life time.
I will always and forever love you Jeter.
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short-n-long-work · 1 year ago
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Take My Plight
For the love of GOD
It all never ceases to remind me
Constantly whispering the disheartening
Of how only a mother, my mother loves me
What a retched existence
Loveless, to not love or be loved
No one after my heart and no heart to chase
In sickness and health, in poverty and wealth
I am alone
Hug me, hold me, kiss me
Let my dreams of love be waking streams
Pouring life back into me
Let a woman after my own heart love me
Fragments & shards of me I'd give you it all
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cosmicguile · 5 years ago
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The cosmos and the Girl
The sun sets down, the orange sky turns dark. Have you seen her frown? As the girl's agony bark.
The orange sun is now replaced by the luminous moon. She looks up to the sky and gazed as the stars appeared soon.
She looked at her hand. It is stained with red paint. She lay down on the land, as if she's a dying saint.
She looks at the stars once more, and tries to hug the moon on her chest. The sparkly eyes reflects on her orbs, She slowly close it for the best.
The soil swallowed her cold and pale body, like a thrown seed. Nobody saw her fade away, only the moon and stars did.
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Silence
I want to feel. I have overthought to the extent of my life breaking all the way the core of my bones, causing me to bleed out into the never ending ocean that only continues to drown me despite my protests. The voices that rip me apart daily creep back into my head while lay in silence making me fear the void of nothingness, the cuts of quiet and the brutal whips of loneliness. I have lost feelings. For everything. And the silence is the only thing that can kill me. 
So I shut off all noise.
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kayleightye1996 · 6 years ago
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Childhood Ghost
I grew up in the pain of my terrifying, abuse riddled childhood
I live everyday within the memories of all the things that went horribly bad
I used substances and quickly spiraled downwards into drug addiction
Wanting to be numb, and not reminded of the love i badly craved but never had
I’m 21 and still cry every day from all my pain
I couldn’t even explain why i hold onto it so tightly, why i can’t let it go
But everyday I drop to my knees, begging for things not to get bad again
I’m 21 and i’m still so fucking afraid
Afraid of the world, a fear drilled into me by my mother, when i was just a little kid
Hiding from the shadows that nightime always seems to bring
Trying to make myself look just as my monsters did
K.W
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i-c-j-g · 7 years ago
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randomxangel · 7 years ago
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Three steps forward ten steps back
Trapped in my  never ending thoughts Of  the battles viciously being fought Physically and emotionally drained Forcing myself to smile brings pain Constantly stressed, slightly depressed I force myself to get out of bed and dress Overwhelmed by all the struggles I face My anxiety makes my heart continue to race Three steps forward and pushed 10 steps back Every time I feel like I'm making progress I feel like I'm under attack Stunned my body just takes each blow Until I slowly feel like I'm losing control.
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24caratrainbows-blog · 6 years ago
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champagne
i'm the empty glass bottle riding atop the frothing sea bobbing over white-capped waves empty empty label weathered and withered cork water-laden but there barely there i'm still empty did they find celebration at the bottom of the bottle? then why did they discard me so precariously? why did they plug me up and send me away? i can't sink or swim i'd find liberation in the float if i had some place to go drifting through boundless ocean time does not exist for the glass bottle
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