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shelivesthepoetryyy · 1 year

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In the end, all I learned was how to love somebody, even if you can't be with them.

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patrickispinky · 3 months

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Why must I crave the one thing I fear?

I wish to wake up to someone beside me, snoring softly while the morning sun creeps in through the blinds.

I want to be wanted.

Yet the thought of someone falling in love with me is terrifying.

Falling in love is terrifying.

The thought of being left broken is terrifying.

- C

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villemel · 3 months

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this is from at least two years ago. it needed the least rewriting; i just added one line and gave it a meaningful title!

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selenepluto · 1 year

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thisispoetrybyamyy · 3 months

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Met the right one, but now it's me, The wrong person, who wasn't meant to be

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poeitivity · 1 year

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ricojra · 1 month

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#poems on tumblr #my poem #poems and poetry #original poem #poetry #lecture #love poem #poem #poemas #poemsbyme #poems and quotes #poemsdaily #poems on life #poem society #Spotify

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formidablecoolz · 2 years

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men hate.

men hate women who are too loud

too quiet

too big

too small

too girly

too boyish

too confident

too shy

men hate women they fuck

women they can’t fuck

women they have yet to fuck

women they have fucked before

men hate women in magazines

in tv shows

in movies

in real life

in their own imagination and dreams

men hate sluts and whores and girls who give it up too easily. women who are loose and are past their prime

men hate frigid bitches and dykes and women who tell them no

men hate women.

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tidalvvaves · 11 months

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Giving

i give

and they take

i only want you to reciprocate

5-28-23

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solleillune · 1 year

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The Comfort of Depression

'rotting' in bed

burying yourself in pillows and blankets

taking one too many sleeping pills

staying up until 5:00 am

going to sleep until 12:00 pm

'forgetting' to contact friends

losing everybody slowly

letting yourself slip away

crying to comfort yourself

being alone.

Look at your phone in the morning, three new messages

do not respond to them.

theyre not really your friends, you like being alone

being alone is normal, being alone is good

you want to get out of bed? don't.

stay wrapped up in sheets and blankets all day

scroll on your phone until the screen burns into your eyes.

its easier to be like this.

its easier to hate yourself if you don't try

"don't get up. don't change your sheets. don't do your schoolwork."

I listen because when have they ever failed me

This is easy for me.

I like this.

I tell myself I'm ugly, my body's disgusting, i'm a failure, i have no friends, i'm a total social outcast

i'm an idiot, i'm a fraud, a coward, a complete loser

but i have my bed

and i have my sleeping pills

and i have my phone

i hate myself

but at least i can sleep in a little longer.

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pearlylamb · 1 year

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rain

i dream with blue skies that slowly fill with milk.

i dream about cotton candy and sugar teeth that tenderly rot.

i dream with salty water and sand in between my toes, blood on my skin just like syrup in a sippy cup.

salty water fills my mouth and later my lungs as I kiss you, and I drown...

and drown...

i drown in your tears, baby.

#poetry #Love poem #writing #my poems #poems and poetry #my thoughts #my art #my diary #text #young poets #poem society #words words words #pretty words #femcel #girlblogging #girlblogger #poets corner #new poets society #love

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mydearruth · 1 year

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I don’t know how it happened I don’t know what came over me I didn’t think I could write and I never believed I possessed any talent Until you - You had a way with words that I envied An artistic eye, rhythm in each limb I soaked up every last drop of you I studied all of the dog eared pages in your books I put needles in drawers to prick you Hoping for the chance to suck blood off the tips of your fingers Praying I'd receive communion from You I listened to all of your favorite music with your clothes on Just so people might think I am you if they look through our window I didn’t know if I wanted to be you or consume you So I ate every last crumb of you out of spite I swallowed you whole Now you’re all gone And I suddenly learned how to dance I painted portraits of all my old teachers from the yearbooks Then I could feel the ink - Hot wax seeping out of my pores onto napkins and index cards, the backs of newspapers And into letters for new lovers

mydearruth, I Swallowed My Muse

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sunsmemories · 1 year

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i used to love the way he made me feel helpless without him; loved the way i needed him to live.

i used to love the way he talked down to me; how he catered his words to be in their simplest forms when addressing me. i thought it was tenderness—something that had only been reserved to me and done to me, out of love.

i thought that the way he made me feel small was to protect me. from what? well, i deluded myself into thinking he was protecting me from the big, bad world; that by compressing me into my tender parts, he was shielding me from all evil.

funny how easy it is to mistake cruelty for affection when you have known so little—received so little—of love.

— daddy issues (it’s not your fault)

#alt: what they dont say in books #a personal vent; something i hope no one else would experience #poem #poetry #spilled poetry #spilled ink #poem society #poem aesthetic #poetry aesthetic

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villemel · 3 months

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