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I look in the mirror and wonder what you see
In this pathetic, fucked up mess that is me
Because what you say is beauty, vibrance, and life
I say is ugly, weak, and not right
I show you my soul, or what there is left
From all the years of self-hate and neglect
I notice you staring and I want to run
From the judgmental look I know you have on
But your hand grasps mine lightly, keeping me here
I'm afraid how soothing it is to me that your near.
Because I know you're going to leave me alone
I'm useless to you, trust me I know
"You are too good for me, this monster, this mess
I have too many flaws to possibly address
I'm selfish and needy and hateful and lost
Being with me is just too great a cost
I'll drag you down and hold you back…"
But a finger on my lips stops my attack
He smiles at me and pulls me close
Whispering in my ear I mean the most,
"You are adorable, smart and crazy
Everything about you I find so amazing
Why do you do this? Why do you hate,
Yourself and the things that make you so great?"
I shook my head and started to cry
But he lifted my chin and looked into my eyes.
And that's when I saw all the love that he had
For the person I thought was nothing but bad
How much he means to me, I don't think he knows
But I pray to God he never lets go.
In this pathetic, fucked up mess that is me
Because what you say is beauty, vibrance, and life
I say is ugly, weak, and not right
I show you my soul, or what there is left
From all the years of self-hate and neglect
I notice you staring and I want to run
From the judgmental look I know you have on
But your hand grasps mine lightly, keeping me here
I'm afraid how soothing it is to me that your near.
Because I know you're going to leave me alone
I'm useless to you, trust me I know
"You are too good for me, this monster, this mess
I have too many flaws to possibly address
I'm selfish and needy and hateful and lost
Being with me is just too great a cost
I'll drag you down and hold you back…"
But a finger on my lips stops my attack
He smiles at me and pulls me close
Whispering in my ear I mean the most,
"You are adorable, smart and crazy
Everything about you I find so amazing
Why do you do this? Why do you hate,
Yourself and the things that make you so great?"
I shook my head and started to cry
But he lifted my chin and looked into my eyes.
And that's when I saw all the love that he had
For the person I thought was nothing but bad
How much he means to me, I don't think he knows
But I pray to God he never lets go.
Literature
Closer
Eye to eye
Skin to skin
Uttering words
Now and then
Limbs entangled
Fingers interlaced
Feeling so loved
In your warm embrace
Two people as one
A meeting of minds
That's better than
All good things combined
Breath in rhythm
Cheek to chest
Wishing to stay here
Block out all the rest
Glad that you're here
Your chin on my head
Our scents will linger
Long after bed
Literature
With... Or without you
I have to think once, twice, thrice.
Before I text you.
Because I know that I need you to be there,
But I know you don't know what to do with me.
I don't really think I should rely on you so much,
To make things better, as much as I do.
The most I can ussually get is a sentence.
If I'm lucky, I'll get two of them...
Either way... You don't really help, I'm sorry to say.
Maybe you know that? Maybe I'm being a bitch?
I've told you enough times that I need you more...
If anything.... I just need you to understand me.
I know I'm hard work,
I need you to be up-to-date with me though.
You never are...
Although, I always seem to be
Literature
'i' and 'love' and 'you'
it started off with a morning after feeling;
all tangled limbs and passions reeling.
what was once a useful waste of time,
soon became 'i am yours; you are mine'.
two hearts that shouldn't have collided
the way we did.
it was coffee stains across the counter;
days passing by in a quick intoxicated blur.
what was once a risky stroke of luck,
soon became 'oh i am so love struck'.
but nothing can last forever, it all fades
the way we did.
soon it became too troublesome to stay.
haunted by the
three words that became too hard to say:
"i"
and
"love"
and
"you"
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I would appreciate any commentary on this, and I am wondering how the dialogue came across.
It\'s sad, but I feel like this happens too often. I just mentally attack myself and I am left kind of wondering how much I am worth as a person.
It\'s sad, but I feel like this happens too often. I just mentally attack myself and I am left kind of wondering how much I am worth as a person.
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Absolutely fantastic. Well done!