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What you tell meI tell you I love you, And you say you love me too. Then you tell me you don’t want to be with me, That you want to single and free. But all the things you say don’t add up in my head, So I write it all down but all answers remain dead. I keep seeing you in the hope we can work it out, But I just end up more confused and drowned in doubt. You tell me you want to see the world with me, But that I don’t feature in your plans to find out who you want to be. I used to believe that love conquered all, But now I see I was just being a fool. I thought love meant sWhat you tell me
by ~Roopen
Love is . . .Love is . . .Love is . . .
Beyond my reach
I can see it, But no matter how far I stretch, I can’t hold it, So I’m left clinging to the hope That one day it’ll come to me. But I can’t just sit around and wait, So I go out and search And come back empty handed. All my time spent trying to reach out But when I close my hand it grasps nothing. Pulling my empty hand back towards me, I stare at it unbelievingly. How can I have failed again? What did I get wrong this time? Is there any point trying or should I just give up? I should, but I don’t, I just tighte
by ~Roopen
UntitledI’m trying to keep myself together So I can help you through I hold it all in, box it all up Lock it down and throw away the key I block you out to stop you from getting inside I don’t want you to see how broken I am But I don’t know how long it’ll be before you start to see the cracks How much longer I can go without breaking down in front of you Everyday I try to make myself better Try to be positive and take control But by the time I lay my head down, I’m battered and worn, the stuffing knocked out And my tears wash me away to a broken and fitful sleep All the whUntitled
by ~Roopen
Trying to move onI’ll still think of you when lightning flashes down from the skyTrying to move on
And the thunder booms across the world. I’ll remember you when I see a butterfly floating along on a summers day, Knowing that everyone will smile when they see it. I know it won’t be the same without you at the festival but I’ll still be there. I’ll step back and watch on proudly as you find your fame and fortune, Holding our memories in my head, but not letting them rule me. I’ll stop living my life by your actions and stop breaking inside by your words. I’ll move on and force my own path through the rocky road without you, &nbs
by ~Roopen
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BlackbirdSpirals of autumn leaves Curl and twist in pale air Around the blackbird on the path. Feathers brush the dusty stone And dance through prewinter decay, And past and future are one, are present; Sun and star, dust and snow In his wings, contained.Blackbird
by ~iamthenightingale
an opening for something oldno one will hear this -- these sounds that rise up. the insulation is thick now and tight skin will break, and when it does - doors will tumble downan opening for something old
and walls will not hold all this inside.
there is not enough lifeblood in this place, where vocal chords itch,
they scream, they swallow breeze blocks whole.
i pretend it's alright, with one eye closed, i need about a thousand hugs though i should not ask. i have lies to keep and secrets to tell but have not worked them out yet.
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a disaster has happenedA skeleton hung on coat hooks, we are more restricted everyday, with limbs in plaster, hard skin forming around our frames. It wipes us out, this new age disaster,a disaster has happened
my sickly words slip backwards
forcing my shingles to stand up
and dig heels into my weak points.
My swelling cells cannot body-shift their way around my flooding heart.
I should be brave
but the alarms stop sounding and my knees stop supporting,
muscles unravel, they no longer carry this weight. These thoughts are not helium, but airships --
with thousands of
by ~inmyroom
strange weatherYou, with a crook in your thoratic curve, you ran upto me wearing a thick woolen scarf holding a dr's note in one hand and a beer bottle in the other.strange weather
The pain waits there until your eyelids re-open and the nightmare falls out,
it's loud between those ear canals, between that pulse in the air - I was led by the noise, it pulled stronger than gravity, it broke the rail tracks, it tore through the pores of my sickly skin.
You said, laughing hard, you were having fun,
bumble bees in your eyes (they make your flesh swell red), eggshells fall everywhere and your fis
by ~inmyroom
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