Love is an action, not just words

I tend to hear people say they “love me” 

 But they hardly ever call

They say they “love me” 

But they never want to meet up 

They say they “love me” 

But aren’t there for me

I see the action of avoidance

Not love.

I see them make effort for someone else

But not for me.

Is this a glitch?

Why am...

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Sometimes
I cannot 
Write
But I want to
The words
Just don't
Come
Sometimes
I feel big
Emotions
That I don't 
Know
How to deal with
Sometimes
I can work through
Them
But I cannot
Write
Sometimes
I cannot
Write
And it hurts

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You left me

        half-full plant pot ashtrays, old mugs of midnight teas, a jacket you spent too much on, the dregs from cheap red wine, rolled up train tickets, desecrated baggies,

                                                                              and a dent on your side of the bed.

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All the ghosts have gone to bed,

We say goodbye to our honored dead,

To the horizon they are lead,

As we contemplate what they said.

The veil was deftly traveled,

Guided by voices, acting like scaffold,

Loved ones called to be dazzeled,

As the world of the living becomes unraveled.

Not just love ones cross that veil,

Evil comes without fail,

Sprinitng across...

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Singing and dancing makes me happy all day,
It makes me happy in every single way,
Who says I can't be happy all the time,
If I was then would that be a crime,
I now know I could live alone,
Because my heart and soul has really grown,
I used to try and share my joy,
To every girl and boy,
I'll keep it to myself,
Even if I get left on the shelf,
Because nothing bothers me anymore,
I will...

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She has dark days and dark nights, and bright days and starry skies. He was diluting the darkness into brightness. But then he became annoyed at her darkness and started to see it all the time even when it wasn’t there. He would poke and prod for it, he was finding boxes of darkness that didn’t exist until he started creating them and suddenly she had more to carry than she realised. He was shouti...

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I remain broken

**********

Pretty pink.

Soft, baby pink.

Gentle, rose petal pink.

Full of love, heart shaped pink.

Lipstick for the ladies pink.

Sickly-sweet icing pink.

Prim and proper,

don’t get your dress dirty,

pink.

Pink.

Pink.

Pills.

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“You’re such a girl,” he jokes,

As I refuse the offer, of one of his, ‘smokes.’

His eyes alive wit...

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Eyes that seek truth,

A heart that knows no bounds

A mind that eludes and intimidates

A soul that is and always was free

Determined and passionate

Emotional but strong

I can get through anything

Even when I don't want to

There are times when I do not know myself

These times are hard

Patience will show my path

I'm so grateful I was not alone

I'm still not al...

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How can I tell her that I love her?

How can I show her my true feelings?

If the words “I Love You” are dwarfed compared to what I feel.

Not even all the jewelry and roses of the world could equal her beauty.

How can I describe to her?

That every time I see her my surroundings cancel out.

She is my center of attention,

That for her my heart aggressively pounds.

Wil...

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Tell me I'm broken

Tell me that it's too late to glue all the pieces back together

Like a shit mosaic we made when there was nothing better to do

My body is a vinyl that no one's played in years

Scratched and distorted but the music is still the same just heard by different ears

If my body is a temple in which my mind is the God of it's intention

Then I must surely be an athiest 

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Fracture

Betrayal stabs like a dagger,

Cutting slices of my heart into 10 million scattered pieces,

The open wound lingers eternally,

 Blood clots clump into a swamp of hate and anger,

The horizon does not rebirth the putrid, frozen tissue,

Feelings of filth and deceit seep through every cell of my dying body,

The bond that was once so strong rots into the sewage of what ...

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The crack of dawn, yet absent of light

Darker than the hours preceding

Only one could dread a new day

But it's a constant battle and endless fight

To rise from this dungeon

To enter this isolated Hell

The morning is slow, yet all too short

Lead weights on all limbs and eyes

No routine, but a mission

To begin each day, Only to distort

The true soul trapped inside

Ac...

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My head hurts

My eyes are spinning

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Listen.

Listen.

Listen.

Do you hear that?
That sound?

Its the sound
of your beating heart.
And theres a reason why
it continues to beat.

So, don't hurt yourself or end it
because, someone has hurt you
emotionally or physically.
I say this because, I had also
thought about ending my own life
because, of others had hurt me.

So, listen.

Listen.

Listen.

Listen to me...

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(I've been struggling to show anyone this poem for a long time but I've been inspired to let it free. These feelings are behind me now and it turns out writing was to thank for that afterall)

How does someone stop cutting?
Do they cut into the paper instead?
Replace flesh and blood with diaries and ink,
Replace physicality with mentality,
Replace actions with words,

It isn’t enough.

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