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Haunt

Sometimes I wonder where time will place me 

after you are gone 

and your ghost continues to look over my shoulder 

Will I feel your skeletal kiss on my cheek

Will you still haunt me 

long after your ashes are lost to the wind. 

#sadgirlpoetry #sadgirlpoem #poetry #grief

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Slipping

It is easier to let my head fall 

under frigid waters 

than to keep finding passing branches 

to grasp with my fingers, 

slipping. 

I keep blossoms in my mouth, 

willing them to bloom, 

to keep water from filling my lungs. 

#sadgirlpoetry #sadgirlpoem #mental health #poetry #poem #grief

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Sooth

I know what it is to be alone,

to wrap my arms around my tired bones

and hold myself until I still,

while the world continues turning. 

#poem #poetry #sadgirlpoem

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Poem-let #3

Who do I choose,

you or him,

Or rather, 

me or you. 

#poem #poetry #sadgirlpoem #sadgirlpoetry

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Mused

Once I asked if I was your muse 

and you carved me out of soap,

softening my ragged edges with interlocked fingers and well placed kisses,  

whispers of fate in the cards you drew, 

postcard promises of lives woven together, feet resting on solid ground. 

I wonder where she is now,

In your box, locked away with remnants of past loves, 

left to wither with memories of their bloom, 

Or maybe by the sink, 

now that you’ve washed your hands of me. 

#sadgirlpoetry #sadgirlpoem #poem #heartbreak

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Poem-let #2

I have filled myself in with gold.  

Look at all I have done 

with the cracks you put in me. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poem #poetry

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Disturbance

My body is a temple 

burned down.  

A locked door, 

pried open by obligation.

Solace disturbed by presumption 

and wandering hands dipped under cotton. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poem #poetry

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Companion

I want you to try for me. 

Show up on my door step, 

with some warning. 

Sing me to sleep,  

I don’t mind if you’re a bit off key.   

Hold me until 

our arms are sore from grasping too tightly. 

#poem #poetry #sadgirlpoem #love #romance #first love

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Happiness pt. 2

Happiness 

is the gift card you get on your birthday 

or maybe Christmas 

from the emotionally distant uncle 

or cousin three times removed who means well. 

You keep it in your wallet 

but never spend it,  

thinking 

you’ll know what to buy 

when you see it.  

It never makes it out of the packaging. 

#sadgirlpoem #poem #poetry

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Happiness pt. 1

Happiness 

is the dress you buy on a whim

and never wear. 

Saying that you’ll save it for a special occasion 

Maybe for your cousin’s wedding 

or  

If you happen to meet a nice young man

whose family sits on piles of cash

and they cordially invite you to their gala, 

you’ll be ready. 

It lays nestled in the back of the drawer you rarely open 

You bring it out 

to try it on,  

feeling the beading between your finger tips,  

letting the skirts swirl around you,  

in the dim lighting of your bedroom 

on a Tuesday night. 

You take it off. 

It. You. Doesn’t sparkle like it should. 

You’ll wear it next year. 

#poetry #poem #sadgirlpoetry

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Poem-let #1

I paint the sky on my fingertips 

The world in my grasp 

is the gift I gave myself. 

#poem #sadgirlpoem #poetry

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In Plain Sight

I’m just average

plain Jane 

all the wild in me 

tamed or ran away 

I’m small

a waste of space

I carry all my damage

so you won’t tell me to put it away 

I’m alone

just not left alone

hidden in closets

in the space by the bed

I’ve locked the door 

you’ve come in instead 

#sadgirlpoetry #poetry #mental health #sad girl

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Wilt to Bloom

Work until my bones bleed, 

hold myself up by tired sleeves, 

cut myself off 

to fit inside your bounds, 

to one day be unrecognizable. 

I am more than I present for you to see.  

If I show you, will you stick with me? 

I am the rose, and the snake underneath. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poem #sad poem #mental health

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Held

I still need to be held (by you), 

to be walked around the block. 

I still need a ride home 

and company when I run to the shops. 

I need a hand to hold, 

someone to put on my band aid, 

to be my optimism when I’ve lost my own. 

I need to trust in something 

and I wanted it to be you. 

It’s all run out. 

I’m in my own arms and I’ve gone in the dark, 

my tired feet weren’t joined by yours.

I’ve walked to the bus stop,

you hung up ten minutes ago. 

my hand is empty, 

I lost my trust a while ago. 

You’re too late; 

I’ve picked up all the slack.

I think you’ve been gone for some time, 

so I might not come back. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poetry #mental health #poem #sad poem

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Hidden

The truth runs in my veins, 

I need to set it free. 

It would not do the same for me. 

Broken seal, maybe you will get a peak. 

you still don’t know how to speak to what you see.

Crescent moons on my sleeves, 

sewn onto the whole of me. 

I’ve burned until I’ve broken,  

trailing ashes in my wake. 

Bridges hold still.

I swallow my smoke. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poetry #mental health #sad poem

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Glow in the dark

Let me disappear. 

I cover the stars

and let the darkness swallow me whole 

and for a moment

I breathe, 

non-existent and unburdened. 

And then I let go. 

I return to the world as I know it, 

the stars realign

as they were. 

Unaware that their shine was blackened 

for an insignificant moment. 

#sadgirlpoetry #poetry #sad poetry