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The hardest part is
Watching you walk away
Your head held high
Falling into a safer place
I'm unstable and imperfect
I can see myself falling
As you leave me standing
Alone in the dark
The door clicks shut again
And here I am wondering
Is this going to be my life
From this moment on
I had all I ever wanted
You just needed to stay
I wanted you to be there
But you left as did the light
I won't wait for you since
You're never coming back
Even if I beg and plead
It'll never be the same
I loved you with
All that was left of my heart
Broken and stitched with
Good intentions and hope
The blame is lying here
On the ground before us
Asking who is to be at fault
For our untimely falling out
Every word you tell me now
Was the truth and nothing but
Yet somehow your words
Are empty and unsure to me
I won't cry for you this time
Since it's obvious you never
Wanted me in your life and
Were waiting for your prince
So I was the young maiden
Eager and so full of hope
Trying to find a sense of life
A spark to ignite my life again
How can it not feel like you used me
Just so you could be united with him
Running down that aisle
That special smile for him, not me
I just want you to tell me you love me
Like you always did before
With a smile that was mine alone
Tenderness that was meant for me
Say those three words like
Maybe just this last time you mean it
So all I did was not in vain
And the pain meant something
Watching you walk away
Your head held high
Falling into a safer place
I'm unstable and imperfect
I can see myself falling
As you leave me standing
Alone in the dark
The door clicks shut again
And here I am wondering
Is this going to be my life
From this moment on
I had all I ever wanted
You just needed to stay
I wanted you to be there
But you left as did the light
I won't wait for you since
You're never coming back
Even if I beg and plead
It'll never be the same
I loved you with
All that was left of my heart
Broken and stitched with
Good intentions and hope
The blame is lying here
On the ground before us
Asking who is to be at fault
For our untimely falling out
Every word you tell me now
Was the truth and nothing but
Yet somehow your words
Are empty and unsure to me
I won't cry for you this time
Since it's obvious you never
Wanted me in your life and
Were waiting for your prince
So I was the young maiden
Eager and so full of hope
Trying to find a sense of life
A spark to ignite my life again
How can it not feel like you used me
Just so you could be united with him
Running down that aisle
That special smile for him, not me
I just want you to tell me you love me
Like you always did before
With a smile that was mine alone
Tenderness that was meant for me
Say those three words like
Maybe just this last time you mean it
So all I did was not in vain
And the pain meant something
Literature
First Night
Rosie lay across from me in the cold, dark ward. She was agoraphobic; and when she laughed, her hands fluttered and she tapped her feet against the floor.
It was late when they carried me in. I had no name; just a plastic bracelet with a barcode and my patient number, address and date of birth. N447584. But the doctor and nurses just called me the O.D girl.
She smiled at me as they attached wires and a heart monitor; as they dressed me in a white hospital gown with the ties undone, leaving my spine naked and exposed.
Somehow I cant find the strength to tie it up, though Im afraid of the strangers hands on me.
Literature
sick
Death slouches over the edge of her bed, licking his lips as he caresses her thighs. He sings the noise of wind and rain crashing all around and her head throbs with the sound. Her head is hot. Her forehead is on fire and her cheeks catch alight with it. She burns silently and sees red, red, black.
Tiny insects have crawled beneath her fingernails and they dig with tiny claws and teeth until they are swarming beneath her skin, biting outward at her flesh. Each vertebrae carries bruises and as she tosses her body about the bed they ache loudly and sharply.
All the heat has rushed to her face, her body shakes like a leaf in wind and goosebump
Literature
dear self,
1.
tomorrow is not worth waiting for.
sure, there will be sunshine (with
a slight chance of rain) and sure,
some kid will be smiling, and yes,
life is still
moving
on,
but it's not like anyone cares.
2.
you just want someone to love you,
misery and tears and all. maybe you
could spend saturdays curled up
under the covers, memorizing
the patterns of breathing. maybe
you could count the seconds but
the problem is that there would never
be enough, the problem is that
there's nothing there to love.
3.
no one is listening.
4.
i'd write you a letter, but
you'd never read it. i'm stuck
screaming into my own heart,
wonderin
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"The Scientist" by Coldplay
- - - - - -
</3
Goodbye, my once-love.
And I thought I got it right.
I gave you my heart.
You promised you wouldn't hurt me.
Yet now I'm lying here bleeding.
Trying my best not to scream.
How could you do this.
How can you say you meant it.
Did your words really mean anything.
I don't think I meant anything.
I feel used.
"The Scientist" by Coldplay
- - - - - -
</3
Goodbye, my once-love.
And I thought I got it right.
I gave you my heart.
You promised you wouldn't hurt me.
Yet now I'm lying here bleeding.
Trying my best not to scream.
How could you do this.
How can you say you meant it.
Did your words really mean anything.
I don't think I meant anything.
I feel used.
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