A child unloved, a child ignored, A child of four, abandoned, floored. Left in a world that turned its back, A place of darkness, cold and black. She cried for help, but silence roared, Her worth dismissed, her heart ignored. They cast their stones, they cast their scorn, Left her shattered, lost, and worn. Her face, her weight—every flaw they’d mock, Her temper, her tears, her soul on lock. A girl just wanting a space to breathe, But walls of hatred did seethe and seethe. Tell me, why’d they shut her out, While she begged with every shout? All she wanted was to be, Loved, accepted, finally free. But no, they laughed, they let her break, Just a fragile heart they chose to forsake. She built her walls, she closed her door, Fighting fires they’d never see or score. She grew, she searched, with bruised, small hands, Through barren earth, through empty lands. Years wore on; she hid her scars, Hoping for light beneath the stars. At last, a spark—a place to rest, A home, a hope she’d long su
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Safe Haven I showed you shadows in my heart, let you walk where no one dared, cracked open the locked doors, offering pieces I’d never shared. You saw the hidden bruises, the scars buried deep in my chest, and you held them gently in your hands, as if they were something blessed. I remember how your touch made all the aching still, like the quiet after a storm, soft, and wholly real. But darkness has a weight to it, heavier than I knew, and when it sank around us both, it dragged you down there too. You slipped away from what I was, from what you couldn’t heal, and in the silence you left behind, I forgot what it meant to feel. Now I walk alone again, through shadows thick as night, with no one there to hold my hand, and make the darkness light. I don’t blame you for going— I know it was too much to bear, but it broke me, knowing you’d seen it all, and still chose not to care.
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It Smells Like Hospital in Here she mutters as she enters. "Seems fitting", I think, "Enter, yee repenter!" This is the hospital, mother, I hear myself reply. She says "why". It is the sick that come here To get better or to die. In any case, a place for "goodbye". Only the beaten, the down-trodden, The hopeless and contagious Find their abode. But the beaten, the down-trodden, The hopeless and contagious That find their abode, They also eventually leave. Once they remode. And you cannot blame the sick For leaving a sick place. But I often wonder, why we talk about Hospitals in such disgrace. But they smell of disease And everyone is sick. Of course no one wants to stay, The disease will stick. But this is also the place Where babies are born, The place where the sick Finds solace to reform. This is also the place With the most candid of laughter, Where often darkness is defeated And light lingers thereafter. A place where your insides Get cut an
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I wish I were a turtle, slow and shy, And losing you never made me cry. Even if it did, I'd have no fears, Butterflies would feast on my tears. I wish I were a turtle, big and hard, I'd always be home, under my guard. If I would crack, my shell would stay, Protecting me. From decay. If I were a turtle, I'd have more time, More time to mourn what used to be mine. Instead I am a human, I have no shell, I know exactly for whom tolls this bell. If you were a turtle, and you lived long, I'd understand why you were gone. I'd get those bracelets to keep track, Hoping one far day, you'd find your way back.
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Its incredibly intense to date. Fall in love with someone, be with them, no matter for how long. And then at some point, someone makes a judgement call: I'd rather not have you in my life than have you in my life. And it's of course not that simple, its complicated, nuanced... But essentially, thats exactly whats happening. Someone saying I love you but I'd rather go on without you from this point on. Thats fucking brutal, man. It destroys people. You fall in love with someone, and they fall put of love with you and they make a decision they no longer want you in their life. They want to go forward in their life and they are fine with you not being a part of it. Good luck getting over that.
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I want to thank the pillows For all the screams they soaked, I want to thank the towels For all the tears they cloaked. I want to thank my throat For all the frogs it hid, And my little palm For the kind rest It bid. Thank you to the flowers for The short escape they gave, A thank you to the rain that Washed clean your grave. Special thanks to the moon and The light it lent, As well as the stars and Their magnificent scent. I want to thank my shoulders For carrying such pain, And both of my legs for Not breaking in disdain. I am thankful for the walls That stood every punch Without spraining one bone, Without making me crunch. How come the walls took care of me more Thank you ever did or that I could hope for? Thank you, my little eyes, I know It wasnt easy to see, The less with which He stopped loving me. And my little heart, I have nothing to say. I failed you tremendously. In every possible way. But you still beat, I hear. And for that I am most sorry my dear. This poem is raw