Tag: feelings

Are you high?

Tell me a reason to stay Tell me a story that makes me forget the pain Sing me a song that won’t break my heart But the whispers won’t let me listen to your beautiful voice There’s something through my eyes There’s something in my head But there’s nothing in my heart You wanna be

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Time to let go

  let go of those who makes your smile disappear don’t hold into something that makes your heartache open your heart and you’ll find those who would give you butterflies, they said. but, here I am, being stuck with you holding on to something the cause of my wounds wounds that bring comfort, as what

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The tears in my mother’s eyes

The battleground is my cathedral, But, there’s more to the story, than what it appears. A war written story, from blood and from tears. My son went to war, a very proud man. He fought in Rajasthan, on the hot desert sands. He witnessed his buddies, his comrades, his men, bleeding and dying, he witnessed

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Bad Decisions

Huddled in a corner with a pen       the paper blots up tears and ink       and offers no hope of surcease       to seeds of panic poised to grow.       If only a little rain would fall. // my eyes adjusted to the dark last night of the light that fades in, flickering in

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3 AM thoughts

He knows what he wants and it’s not me, she’s quiet, distant she’s not the one on your mind at 3am when you’re drunk enough to sing bad karaoke // Her eyes glistened with unshed tears while the 3am darkness haunts her reminding her of her lost ones a part of her forever gone. Pieces

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Summer is here

“You’ve been treating it like a summer home; vacant, drafty, neglected; and yet you expect it to be in top working order whenever you decide to honor it with your presence”, he scolds. “But I must inhabit the bustling city, my first home, if I am to survive the marathons of days of disembodied vigilance.”

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Our past lives, it’s like Déjà vu

They say past lives don’t exist They aren’t real We just need to hear about ourselves It’s how we cope, just how we deal. We only exist until we don’t DNA is why we’re “unique” Horoscopes and the cosmos are for a mind that’s meek We romanticize as shortcuts to answers we seek. Yet we

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Beauty in finally hearing him confess

He was a strong man, the strongest I knew, but see, he was hurt a long time ago and ever since, he has not trusted many people. So when he does, it is beautiful. It is more beautiful than seeing a butterfly take its first flight. More beautiful even than watching the first flower of

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