I used to believe that it was me.

That I was broken.

I used to believe that I was the reason you left; that I was too dark to be loved.

That I deserved to be left behind.

I used to believe it was me!

I looked in the mirror everyday and I cried praying to God that he fix me.

Thinking that there was something wrong.

Praying to God that he would make me worthy of your love.

I...

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29.09.21

You won’t go to therapy 

Your clothes everywhere

It is because your Daddy never cared?

Run away from your problems

Change friends all the time 

Is that why you smoke weed all the time?

Sheets unwashed 

And wine every day 

No wonder you pushed all your friends away 

Video games are a way of life 

Abandoning problems

like it depends on...

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First, fumigate

Your cell walls fresh-free

of their love.

Second.

Odious

poison barbed

bitter nothings

must be dumbly plucked from each pink pore,

thrown to landfill,

labelled 'Hazardous biowaste, may cause hideous burns'.

Third, make re-chaste your newly bleach-scoured bone and blotted clean flesh 

with a sore blessing of Domestos and clov...

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You lie awake in bed with your eyes swollen from the tears and the pain

Wondering why you deserve to hurt

You play back scenes in your head thinking , " Was it all fake!"

The smiles, the love, the times we laid together in bed, talking about children, and houses by the lake

You close your eyes and tears fall down your face and you cry to God , " Please, please make it all go away!"

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Why say I'm sorry
for something in which
you had no part?

Because, shallow as those 
two words may seem...

the gesture plays 
a pivotal role in 
healing a broken heart. 

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Ive changed all the locks and the ways to my heart

Ive patched up the holes you tore all apart

Repainted the lies you captured me with

Remodeled my life from pain to pure bliss

I no longer miss you, I pity your soul

Ive worked long and hard to patch up these holes

The space is all new 

I can rent it out

This space is all mine and what Im about

Your key will not work

y...

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Cast Aside

A woman cries for now she knows

Her love is unconditional

Weeping at the empty kitchen table

One, two, three in the morning

None are awake but her

Right hand reaches out to air

She wails

“There was no choice to make!”

Yet she always knew, in some way

Either too much to handle

Or not enough

But always cast aside

Anger will not manifest

Her l...

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