Sometimes I get trapped
In the dungeon of my soul
Where loneliness lives.
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#senryu (a human haiku) unrhymed 5 7 5 in present tense and references an aspect of human emotions
I wish I'd never met you
Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so bad
To see your life continue
And forget the life we had
Not feelin well on my way to the hospital but something is pullin me to the lake to get rocks for my fish n to find peace
Idk why i am feeling like i bein told to go to the lake it is ban for us to go to it cuz of the rain n flood the rain is bad water rising
But my heart is being told to go there wat could it be why do i need to go there wat is my heart n soul tellin me
So I know you walked in my diary,
And read all the tantrums I had been through,
You know all my weaknesses and my fears,
But hey, did you ever turned that page
Which was a bit soaked as if water spilled over on it?
Did you read those lines which were a little blurred?
Did you manage to check the last page?
Of course not, Because to take the easy had always been you,
To walk out easily had always been you,
Mess me up and leave me on myself,
And come again when I am a bit sorted has always been you,
To draw me close and push me hastily has always been you,
The soaked pages and the bitter sweet last pages has always been you!
Every drop of pain
That fell, down her face
Left trails of love, Lost.
Every drop such,
Watered the barren land of her existence
Giving life to the flowers of love dying
Washing away the stains of betrayal
Leaving behind an ocean of happiness
Every drop such,
Was the last that ever escaped
The eyes, that now held dreams of a better future.
Mi egoísta deseo de verte otra vez, de tenerte entre mis brazos, de ver tus bellos ojos cafés y de acariciar tu morena piel no tiene consuelo alguno, por más que cuento los días para saber cuándo volveré a verte, el tiempo corre lento y aunque transcurren los días, siento que la espera se prolonga.
Me tortura la espera, siento que los segundos son cada vez más lentos y con ellos los días se hacen eternos, aunque sea un momento sueño con tenerte a mi lado, sintiendo la inmensa necesidad de abrazarte, por lo menos de tomar tu mano y decirte cuanto te quiero, que no daría yo por un momento así, por satisfacer mi egoísta deseo de tenerte junto a mí.
Si pudiera repetir esos momentos con cada fo...
¿Como vivir sin ti?
Cuál es la fórmula para despejar mi mente de tu recuerdo
Cual es el método para no llevarte todo el día en mi cabeza
Como derivo la tristeza de tu ausencia
como integro la ecuación de cada momento
Me gustaría saber el secreto para no extrañarte
el truco para ser fuerte, y no morir en el intento,
la habilidad de decir adiós y no engañarme
pues la tristeza me consume por dentro.
Me gustaría usar sigma para saber el resultado de todo mis sentimiento y de los que provocas en mí,
delimitando la preocupación y las nostalgia
de no verte en los días nones ni pares.
No puedo usar un binomio al cuadrado perfecto para esta situación
¿en qué marca de clase te busco? ...
The silence overwhelms me like a cold winters day takes your breath away
This can't be happening, I cried
He can't be gone
No one there to comfort me as I lost the love of my life
We were supposed to grow old together
As the days passed we laid his body to rest
I walked into the lonely house and could still smell him as if he was still there
Everyday I grew weaker and weaker and soon died of a broken heart
Loud Silence Is Beautiful
Normally silence is what makes most people miserable
But if noise brings pain then silence is a miracle
The best words are the ones that are left unsaid
The battle is with yourself and the words inside your head
No one can hear you and nothing is written in permanent ink
Your thoughts exchange one to another faster than you blink
Can you imagine a world where silence dominates
It would be less fist fights, black eyes and heartaches
The world would be beautiful just as I said
More fathers around, no wars and less people dead
Silence is beautiful when it comes to arguments between one another
Causing the increase of mental abuse to not go any further
After losing ...
Don't Repeat Your Mistakes
It always seems you've moved on until the pain hits again
How long does it take for a heavy heart to mend
If the pain is routine then by now you should be used to it
Not making the same choices that brought you to the pit
You're thinking this choice is much different, watch and see
If I just take a chance then it would be meant to be
Don't drain your emotions until they're numb and raw
To love self before others only seems like a selfish law
Repeating the same mistakes ending in the same result
You're the blame for your pain it's all your fault
You seen it all before don't go through it for a second time
If you're repeating a mistake let this go through your min...
Petal by petal I pick apart the beautiful flower
The sadness overwhelms me as I have ruined a beautiful thing without even thinking
Realizing I've ruined it much as my life
There's something deep inside of me that wants to cry and give up
Then I see my face in the mirror and realize I'm someone's daughter, sister, and friend
Therefore the fight must continue
Even after being broken I have so much love to give
Fore I know what its like to walk alone
I walk around with broken pieces of my heart sharing them with others to help mend theirs
Say no more, I know when I've been shunned
As I slowly turn a tear slides down my cheek
Life as I know it is forever changed
At 19 I met you and our relationship was completely different than my parents. It was healthy. At 6 months I started to feel that you weren't the one for me. At 20 you proposed. I said yes. The anxiety followed. The nagging feeling lingered. I kept telling myself "He's a great guy. You're being shallow.". When I was 21 we wed. The anxiety became a haunting monster. At 22 I left. I look back and see a young woman detached from her own voice. I see a woman settling. Today, I see a woman so brave. A woman brave enough to leave comfort in search of what she truly deserves.
“You must never fear your level of darkness as though it’s something that defines you as a person. If you are to grow, it’s important that you acknowledge and embrace your sharp edges too. What you see in you as ‘flaws’ and ‘imperfections’, to the trained eye are unplanned brush strokes, where the creator got caught up in the moment because the moment made them feel alive. When people fall in love, they are captivated by the details. Your details are your broken pieces. You were once whole, and life broke you and yet here you are, a living, breathing, masterpiece. A work of art.”
James McInerney (Instagram : millsmc07)
“The sound of your voice as it broke without warning,
all the tears that betrayed you and refused to hide,
the way that you fell to your knees hoping someone would save you,
a fallen angel,
caught in the tide.
now rests and yet it does so without ease,
I occupy the same space that once occupied you,
It holds me in such a way that I am unable to leave.”
James McInerney (Instagram : millsmc07)