this is my outlet (Remove filter)
Broken
It's been broken so many times
I began to lose pieces that I thought were all mine
I'm in so deep and the void is so empty
So lost for words, but I don't want sympathy
Holding this heart with my bare hands
Please just take it...I don't understand
Time brought these wounds, yet they're not healed
Permanent scars have left them sealed
I'm scared of being alone and s...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:34 am
Pick Up (A Selfish Poem)
Your Skype signed in again
It’s so tempting to call you
There’s a voice screaming at me to just
Pick up the phone
Just pick up the phone
Against every urge
I’m silent, all except these prose
I must stay silent
Must wait
Wait for what?
For the message, the text, the phone call
Another voice tells me
That will never happen
Selfishly, I want you to miss me
I want to make you miss me
Ma...
Sunday 26th November 2017 3:22 am

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