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I am trying to be honest,but I write so fucking flowery
it makes me sick,
rose scented stars & love.
Her: helpless as a lamb,
I want raw, aching
bone against bone
exploring the exposed, naked
poetry of her universe-
( warm, celestial hands
† † † † forging sandcastle ribs. )
Southern earth beneath her feet,
wanderlust burned like Apollo's touch
into her spinal cord, †please awaken
the empty space between her skin
You Captivate MeHonestly,
I don't know how to tell you this...
But you constantly enter my thoughts
A smile crosses my lips
When I see your name light up my phone
Butterflies invade my stomach
Whenever I see you smile
A smile so powerful
That I can't help but smile back
I reach for you in my sleep
Desperately wishing to find you
Hold onto you
Be safe and comfortable
In a way only you can make me feel
Not being able to adequately
Explain my feelings for you
Tells me that this sort of thing
Doesn't happen every day
Frankly, love, you captivate me
Hey DadHey Dad:
What use is there in the words you say
I'm just the one that you hate today.
Your job is bad and you're utterly blue
But did you know that I used to love you too?
Everytime we're home it's all the same
It's like you don't even know my name.
Who am I to you; daughter or son?
Or do you just treat me like everyone.
I used to think that we had a life
But now your words are just like a knife.
Since when did praise and pride turn bad
Why can't we have what we once had?
I'm tired of silence and living this way
I'd like to wake up happy someday...
I dream at night of those better times
When your eyes for me, they used to to shine.
"Dad, I miss you..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 20th April 2012
When he doesn't get it
I'm sitting on the couch, looking into his big amber eyes and trying to find the right words.
I asked him if we could talk. He said 'sure' and now here we are. He's looking expectant, like he knows what ever I'm going to say is going to be good. Or he's looking at me and just simply waiting for something, it's hard to tell with his expressions.
But I know that what I'm going to tell him might not be as good as he wants it to be. I think it's healthy for us to discuss the issue, but I'm not so sure he will think the same. But honestly, we can not continue on like this, with the obvious attention he shows me whenever I'm around and the way I'm always the one he goes to and how he likes to hug and cling to me. I like him, I really, really do, he's a great friend, one of the best, but I feel that, to keep the great friendship we have, I have to confront him about his Man-crush, on me.
At this point I had been waiting quite long to say anything at all and so his eyes had drifted back
for the people with depression.one day, the pressure becomes hard to take.
I don't know what to do, only know that it aches
The past is just haunting, and it keeps going on
Don't know anything anymore, only that something is wrong.
It was the loss of a love, the death of a friend
Half of my heart that I wish didn't end
I knew he was gone, but I couldn't believe
So I hid the pain in cuts under my sleeves
No reason to smile, no reason to live
I cut because blood's the only thing I can give
But now I know that I'm not alone, there's someone who cares
One person's gone but everyone else is still there
I know that it's painful, I know how you feel.
I have depression, PTSD, I know that it's real
But one day I got up and hung into life
And day by day, I avoided my knife
I wrote free verse poetry, shed all my tears
Drew all the good things I ever had in my years
Little by little, I healed very slowly
It's not over yet, but I'm not as lonely
What I'm trying to tell you is to believe and to hope
You don't have to die hanging
Text Message We can be alone, together.
Alone, together, forever.
We can face this world together.
Hand in hand, open minded and open hearted...
As a team, we could take down anything.
Conquer the problems that challenge us,
And save the victims of life's cruel reality.
I think we could make it out there.
I'm sure of it, I'll have your back,
And you could have mine.
We'll protect each other from harm.
Forever and always.
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