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Betrayal and RealizationThere were times when I thought
We made a good team
But to you, I as no companion
I was a tool, an utter machine
Yet I trusted you
Tagging along like a loyal hound
Always at your heels
No matter where you were bound
Then, at your darkest moment
When all hope was lost
You cast me into the flames
For my life was the cost
You cut my strings
Leaving me a puppet with no master
Alone and abandoned, dreams crushed
My head filled with the sound of your laughter
And now, for the first time
I see the demons hiding within your eyes
Betrayed, forgotten, used
It took me too long to realize
Now, we don't exchange glances
No longer friends, nor acquaintances
No, we were nothing at all
All you offered was testing my patience
This is the end of us
I won't be your slave anymore
You cut my strings, flailing to the earth
Giving me the strength to soar
I'm better on my own
Better than with you
Now that I'm free
I can do the things I could never do
I'll make my decisions
That are my choice
Your TimeBreath in the darkness
Exhale the light
Let in those demons
Do not put up a fight
Forget all that is pleasant
Remember the terrible
Forget the joy in life
And make theirs unbearable
Make them suffer
Make them pay
Do not let them live
To see another day
The things that they have done
The things that they will do
All the horrid things
That they did to you
They have had their laughs
They have had their joy
Now, it is time for yours
Cast them into the void
Eye for an EyeYou call me a thief
And I wonder why
You would call me this
When it was an eye for an eye
Something special was taken
Something precious of mine
This is where I draw
That despicable, separating line
So now something was taken
Something precious, something dear
Something you will miss dearly
For many, many years
Was it worth it?
Did it work out as planned?
Next time, don't cross me
I won't lend you my hand
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
SomebodyI try to be myself
But no, apparently, they just sigh
And when I try to act fake
I'm living within a lie
Is it too much
To be accepted, to be me
But no, I'm rejected
And I'll never be free
I can't please them
I can't please anyone
Should I try to be somebody?
Or burn alone in the sun?
Well, I am who I am
I'm somebody, but not to you
Although I may live in the shadows
At least the words I speak are true
I may not be you
I may not possess the limelight
But soon, you'll come crashing down
And I shall rise to take flight
No, I don't need to try to be somebody
Somebody that isn't me
Because I already someone
Someone alive, someone truthful, someone free
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