I am so tired

It doesn’t matter how much I sleep

The sadness and worry

Are too heavy for me

And everytime I put them down

To breathe a sigh of relief

I hear the sound of fear and anger

Begin to slowly creep

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Poetry is my lover

She always let’s me in

To cry

To listen

To confess all my sins

She found me voiceless

Wishing my tears were diamonds

So that I could buy back some time

Her poems come out of my heart

My eyes

My mind

She is so soft

And she never leaves

Thank you

My sweet lover

Poetry

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The truth is

I am ordinary

This realization is equally painful

As it is liberating

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I see your profile pop up as “active”,

And I almost message you.

It takes everything in me

Not to check in,

Not to ask you how you’re doing..

Not to tell you how sorry I am.

I’m sorry I took us both through

Such an emotional turmoil,

And I’m sorry I hurt you

Just as badly-

If not more-

Than I hurt myself.

I’m sorry I still think of you,

Even though you’re not mine

To think about anymore.

I’m sorry I still crave our connection,

Our laughs,

Our all-night conversations.

I’m sorry-

I just miss you,

And it’s all my fault.

-b.m.

You’re back again,

Begging me to come back

To you-

For the third time.

They say the third time

Is the last time,

The charm, even.

But is that true

When it comes

To me and you?

-b.m.

3,568 miles-

That is the distance between you and I.

Every mile,

Every inch,

Every little space between us

Hurts my fucking heart.

I would do anything just to see you again.

-b.m.

i push you away when i need you the most

if u can fall asleep when things are bad between us then it shows me u dont care what could happen when u wake up

sometimes i wonder how many times you thought about giving up on me

probably more than i could ever bear to hear

Why do all my breakdowns happen because of you …

Guys, he actually makes me happyfeel something

I never thought he’d like me back

- been a while since I felt something

I guess it’s true… they won’t notice until you’re gone …

I’m actually such an inconvenience..

I’m actually falling apart in front of people and no one notices

It sucks when the only way out of a problem is death

I’ll always repeat this: I’m so proud of you

- me to me

When can I tell you I like you bc it’s killing me

Sorry, I just really …really like you

It’s gonna hurt so fucking bad when he’s gone, bro

- literal convo with a friend