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Was it worth it?
Trading the taste of cinnamon on your lips
To smell like cigarettes and a painful hangover.
Was life so cruel to your perfectly skewed smile,
That you had to swallow a bottle of brandy
Every night at 9 pm
To hear yourself laugh again?
How could I have not noticed
The tremor in your right hand
Every time you held a pen?
Was I so blind for the love you had for me to see
That my love was destroying you?
'I am yours.' You whispered when you still had Petrichor surrounding you.
I inhaled your scent like oxygen,
All the while I suffocated you like sulfur.
You gave me your heart on a plate,
And I was the last pill that took your life away from you too.
Mother always told me I broke the things I had
Because that is how I was;
Selfish and undeserving.
I didn't deserve you.
You,
You weren't supposed to be mine.
Trading the taste of cinnamon on your lips
To smell like cigarettes and a painful hangover.
Was life so cruel to your perfectly skewed smile,
That you had to swallow a bottle of brandy
Every night at 9 pm
To hear yourself laugh again?
How could I have not noticed
The tremor in your right hand
Every time you held a pen?
Was I so blind for the love you had for me to see
That my love was destroying you?
'I am yours.' You whispered when you still had Petrichor surrounding you.
I inhaled your scent like oxygen,
All the while I suffocated you like sulfur.
You gave me your heart on a plate,
And I was the last pill that took your life away from you too.
Mother always told me I broke the things I had
Because that is how I was;
Selfish and undeserving.
I didn't deserve you.
You,
You weren't supposed to be mine.
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Who I Am, What I Feel
Do you ever get the feeling,
Of existentialism?
I do,
And it's driven me insane since 2006.Yes, I get nervous.
Yes, I get nostalgic.
Yes, I get scared.
No, I have not felt that surreal, genuine thing yet.Not what you thought,
Much different.
Don't feel sorry,
Come over and help me. Unlike the others I told.Unless you've been through what I've been in,
Don't you dare call me selfish,
Don't you dare make me feel ashamed.
You have no business with me.Don't tell me,
You got it worse than me.
I'm sorry bout' that but,
I need help now.I can't speak to them,
I get a little bit nervous but I will crumble in humility.
I can't go out,
It's too hard...
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dear depression,
(master of the umbra)i hate you.broken whispers, lonely promises,you are the worst of lovers, owning all, butnever seeming to be satisfiedeven with your name branded scarlet into my wrists.i am no longer the golden songbird as when you first met me,but yetyou still hang onto meyour clawsraking across my heart likemy pen ripping across the bloodstained page, likelightning across the skies, (vengeanceraining down from the gods i used to believe in)"don't let them catch you,"you breathed into my ears.an ounce of life, in exchange for a cloak of darkness (i thought i'd only stay one night)the fog was sluggish and deep.so blinded, I hidin the s...
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If I Could Say The Words
I wish that you were in my arms tonight
And I could tell you a truth
I've been holding so tight
I hope my words could steal your heart
If I could say them rightI can't pretend I'm not afraid
When I think of us face to face...I've been holding back so long
Rehearsing the lines
I've played out this scene
Far too many times
My heart is in your hand
Don't you understandI can't pretend I'm not afraid
When you and I are face to face...And how many nights
Can I dream that I've said
All of these words
Then wake to find it was all in my head......Now I know exactly what to say
When it's you and I face to faceYou can wish on a star
Close your eyes a...
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I really found this to be heart breaking but sadly true with how some things work in life. thank you for writing this : )