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Meritless Words
Words are such a funny thing,
Without actions that align, what value do words bring?
An illusion curated specifically for you,
By someone you wish so deeply would speak things that are true.
Screaming in anger, giving passionate praise, whispers of love, tone dripping in disgrace,
Love and hate simultaneously spewed in your face.
How is one supposed to feel,
Not knowing w...
Tuesday 14th May 2024 9:04 pm
Not Broken, Just Outspoken
Why can’t I just be outspoken?
Why does my confidence in being who I am, make people think I’m broken?
It is true that my life has not always been kind,
But having a bad life doesn’t have to result in having a bad mind.
I take pride in what got me where I am today,
While others stare silently and listen in dismay.
Admittedly, the road I took was not always by choice,
But ...
Friday 29th March 2024 9:58 pm
My Love Is For Me, Not For You
Roses are red, violets are blue,
When I think of your love for me, I lose love for you.
What does my love feel like to me?
Being surrounded by beauty that only I can see.
Hidden behind my smile is someone fragile, flawed, and easily broken.
I showed you all of my healed scars and one by one you ripped them back open.
Again and again, my mind retreats to happier days while I ...
Wednesday 27th March 2024 1:03 am
In Case I Lose This Fight
I almost killed myself tonight,
I ran out of reasons to live and reasons to fight.
Each day is a battle just to survive,
How is it that I am expected to thrive?
The loneliness in this house is overbearing,
I feel like a fool for even caring.
All I need is to be loved and feel wanted,
But my reality is the opposite while my brain is haunted.
Nothing I say or do wil...
Friday 15th March 2024 1:43 am
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