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Poem? Maybe - Blog Posts
Cravings
I need to cut
I need to bleed
I can feel the sharp cold blade calling my name
My skin tingling with desire
Made a horrible poem (because it isn't a poem more of a thing i wrote) about love. Here it is:
Love is a smile that lasts all day long
Because with the simple thought of you
I remember joy and warmth
Love is remembering your favorite food, flower, and color
And smiling when i see them
Because now i find you in everything
Sometimes when you laugh
I see all the other times
And i think about how much warmth and happiness
A simple sound can bring me
Sometimes days aren't simple
Sometimes we cry
But it's times like those
That make your smile afterwards
The brightest
And when i can't remember
how to smile
You remind me
If i've forgotten to eat
or take a break
You fill my heart
And when you hold my hand
And my heart
Close to yours
I feel like home
This is love
But mostly
This is you
"Delve into the shadows of sadness, shine a light to find truth." - me lol
Tears, how can they burn like lava and consume so much when the feelings behind them are so cold and empty?
if you look at the stars they look back at you. they are the same you grew up with. the stars are proud you are still here.
I am a sensitive person.
I feel things deeply, even if it doesn’t always show. I learned to downplay my emotions, to water myself down in an attempt to be more palatable.
Because when enough people tell you that being sensitive in a bad thing, you start believing them.
-a work in progress I’m posting.