Best FriendDo you know how many times you’ve hurt me,Never intending to, never noticing?Do you know how many times you’ve pierced a dagger through my heart,Completely oblivious to it?Pain is the hardest coming from a friend.What felt so natural to youIt pained me so deep.Why do I feel as we are growing more and more apartWhen you are walking right next to me?Why do I feel like you’re slipping and I can’t hold you?You have no idea how scared I amThat I will leave you behindAnd that you will think I betrayed you.You have no idea how many times I cried because of you,Because you just don’t see, and I don’t know how to explain.If you only knew how terribly scared I am,That you won’t be there with me in the end.But I do believe you know I will do everything I canI will fight for you with all I’ve got‘Cause you know that’s the only choice I have.
My Mouth, a GraveyardI buried my wordsunder my tongue& turned my teethinto tombstones.Here lies hello,too shy to be uttered,just left to witherwhile my fingers tapped outits letters,& here lies goodbye,so scared of being alone,it left the roads betweenme and we empty.Love died the day myheart started beating,when it pumped outtoo much sense ¬ enough courage.Sorry was found murdered,its meaning stolen,the day it would have beenrelevant.I smothered help with my claimsthat I didn’t need it,then I forgot how to breathe& no one could see it.My mouth became a cemetery,& I chewed on petalsto keep the smell away,but no matter how manyhappy poems I recite,my words I can’t revive.
I want to BeI want to be stronglike I once was beforeNot to feel this painthat has burden me insideI want to be the perfect girlLike everybody expects me to beNot a fucked up to this worldthat this life had made me becomeI want to feel like I'm beautifuland not hide these flaws I have deep insideTo feel like I was meant to be hereand live my life to the fullestI want to be strongInstead of hiding from my fearsTo face this worldand let this guilt leave for goodI want to feel happyto know that it's worth it allTo feel that I belongin this world full of hatredI want to feel proudof who I have becomeTo feel that I accomplished everythingthat I always have wanted in the endI just want to be Meto be proud of who I amNot to have fearand hide away into the darknessI just want to feel safeand not live a nightmareTo always have a life to look forward toand Not hide away from this world anymore
FailureThey stand around me, everywhere.They used to laugh but now they stare.Anger, sadness in their hearts.Hate me and my broken parts.All their souls I broke to pieceshaunt me, blame me without ceases.I see them when I'm all alone.I see them as my heart breaks down.All their fret, I can't ignore.All this, I can't take no more.
why?I knew you for too long I think;we had too many chances to change,and didn't.In the end it was all about"who, what, when, where," and, "how,"but it should have been about, "why."The end of all things,our separate dimensions coming together for once,a time-travel/space-warp.I emptied my pockets of all my pennies,told you I was done with the little things,you just waved a twenty in my face.So when our hearts lay broken together,the only time we were connected, really,the twenty-dollar time-warp was complete,and we still hadn't changed, and neither of us knew"why?"
May 29.Rain tears foggy air;whipping faces,soaking you down.I hide in dryness,leaving you to your owndevices, hopingyour sins don't washaway.Because, like a maskthat rips fleshwhen removed,the ill you dois all you are,and I knowthat if your wrongsflood drainswith the downpour,you'llfalltoo.
Broken Mirrors.Break it to pieces; throw it to the ground,Build it back up just to tear it all down.It will never go back to the way it was;Reassembling these shards is hard becauseThe mirror had shown us both reflected,But in the end, only one was affected.You shattered the life I thought we had,Those jagged fragments hurt so bad;I bled & bled, but I like the painAnd it's sad to know it keeps me sane.But to my heart and in my head,You, my dear, are already dead.
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