Hurt

Pain pain

Go away

Come again another day

I’m tired of being trapped

Tired of trying to get you to notice me

Tired of pulling all these stunts

I want to be the real me when I’m around you

But the you I see doesn’t like people like me

Doesn’t want to be associated with the likes

You see me, maybe

But you don’t see me that way

There’s so much to me

Than just the girl in glasses

Than the girl that spends eighty percent of her time at the library

Than the girl that spends her leisure reading Dan Brown

Than the girl who is socially impaired

You pretend to like them

To be like them

To do stuff they do

When you’re just like me

And in this imperfect world,

People like us should stick together

It hurts

To like someone who may never give you even an ounce of their attention

To like someone who is capable of liking you back

But is too scared to risk anything

Because they seem to have everything

It’s not like I want everything

I just want you

And I hate the fact that the heart wants what it wants

Because I don’t get to choose who I like

If I could, I would

Unfortunately,

All I have is pain.

Pain pain

Go away

Come again another day.

Waiting

Do you know what it’s like being in solitary confinement?

Just the feeling?

I know you don’t

But I do because you’ve put me through it

When one is deprived of

Sunshine

The external environment

Human interaction

When one is treated like a caged animal

Like they don’t deserve to live

Like they live on loaned air

And the only right they have is of them being alive or dead

What’s the point in living anyway?

What’s the point in fighting so hard for someone you know you’ll never have?

In holding onto a love that already faded?

In listening to love songs when you know you’ll never have love?

What’s the point in breathing?

When the only breath I want to feel is yours in my ear

Is there a point in longing to get out?

In wishing to see the rest of the world?

I’d rather not live

Than live to see another day in a world where you aren’t with me

I’d rather stay in here if I have to

And be insane

Go mental

Than leave and be constantly tortured by the image of you with her

Do you even know what it does to me?

To my soul?

You probably don’t

Because you can’t understand something you’ve never felt

You can’t comprehend something you never knew

It truly is detrimental in here

But it’s a price I’m willing to pay

In hope that you’ll be mine again

Even if that little candle of hope is slowly burning out

And soon all this will just be some stupid history and I’ll be the foolish persona

Scared.

I am heavily perspiring

There are trickles of sweat in my brows,

In my hair

On my forehead

It even feels like there are waterfalls in my armpits

I feel like I cannot breathe

Like someone is heavily choking me with some leather belt

My neck feels tightened

And my throat squeezed

And no matter how much am gasping for air

None of it is getting to my lungs

My heart is racing

The adrenaline flashing in my veins is immense

But no matter how hard I’m trying

I cannot move a single muscle

Not even to blink

They’re all tense

I cannot believe what I’m seeing

Not that I want to anyway

But eyes are glued

I have never seen anything like this even in my worst nightmares

This is absolute horror

And I’m completely paralyzed

My blood turns icy

My legs begin to cramp

Heck I can’t move even to ease the pain

A chocked cry for help forces itself up my throat

And a drop runs my cheek.

Take me back

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I don’t understand myself

I just don’t

Occasionally I lie clueless in bed

Knowing only one thing

That I want to be held by you again

That I miss when you tuck a piece of hair behind my ear

And lift my chin

I miss you looking into my hazel eyes

When you lean on my shoulder

And whisper that you’ll never let go

The sound vibrations make my blood boil

I know it’s cliché

But it sends shivers down my spine

Saliva suddenly escapes my mouth

And my throat becomes dry

My knees weaken

My legs cannot support my weight

I can barely stand on my own

My hands behave as if they’re lifeless

They can’t hold

My heart swells

If it weren’t made of elastic cardiac muscles

I swear it could explode

My breath is slowed

For a split second,

Not one part of me is functional

I think I die

I can’t think

I can’t breathe

I can’t see

I’m motionless

But then I spring back to life when you wrap me in your arms

The only place I believe I belong

But this is all in my head

Because we can’t do this anymore

I can’t do this anymore

A tear flows freely down my cheek

And I lie in bed again

I don’t understand myself

I just don’t

But I know that

I miss the safety

The protection

The homely feeling

The sensation

I miss you.

By laurahstar.

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Abuse.

That girl
I don’t know why she’s sitting in that corner
Crumbled up
Her head buried into her knees
Her arms holding it steadily on them
Her oversized white chiffon blouse is soaked with tears
Those blue rugged jeans seem dirtier than earlier
Her cardigan wraps her wearily
Some buttons on it are torn off
Like someone struggled with them
And pulled them off with much force
I can see the pink threads protruding
Her hair is way messier
The navy blue hairband doesn’t hold it back anymore
It lays diagonally across her head
Letting her fringes stray
And the longer hair into her face
She’s pale
Those tears definitely messed her mascara
It runs down her cheeks
The pink blush now looks gray
Just like her world I assume
Her nose is red
So are her ears
And her right cheek
I think someone whacked her
Close to her hairline theres a cut
Its not big
But the waterfall of blood
It must be deep
She rubs her eyes
Making a somewhat black umbra around them
Then she runs her fingers through her hair
But it doesn’t straighten
She almost catches me staring at her
I look away towards the door
Just then I see a man giving her an angry look
Its josh!
That son of a bitch.
He pretended to love my friend Rachael
But that wasn’t love
It was a prison he threw her in
Cuffed her in chains so heavy she couldn’t escape
The beatings, the abuse
I’m going to punch the shit out of his face
But then I stop
Should I interfere?
He runs out on spotting me

You.

I may look flea-bitten now

Fatally flawed

Somehow gormless

But it always wasn’t this way with you

There was a time

When I was gossamer to you

Your one and only Juliet at the minuet

But now you must think I’m a hill-Billy

Probably what I talk isn’t no more clever and interesting but hooey

I have turned out to be misanthropic

But you’re to blame for the minx I’ve grown into

The story: you and I.

There are times when i loved to watch you stare at me

When You looked at me so keenly that I could feel me creep into your being

It felt like our peripheral vision was lost

Like we looked at each other through a tunnel and the whole world was shut out

Nothing else mattered except the two beings that stood on either side

You and I

I loved to feel you in me,
Me in you

To hold hands and lead our souls into the deepest alleys and valleys where no soul would dare come to find us

But instead we stood there and you tore me piece by piece

pulverized the pieces and scattered the ashes in the wind

And they settled on their faces, hair and skin

I loved every piece of it
But it sure as shit scared the crap out of me

No one let’s the mortal and immortal co exist

You were and still are human

I get it

They don’t

Neither do you

It irritated them

They mislead you

But before they shook me off

My tiny pieces of dust

You gathered me

And brought me here

Now I rest in a vase and you on the bed

It’s still freaking 2a.m but you can’t get no sleep

You stare at me because you know I’m staring at you

this time you can’t get rid of me
I sublimated and now encompass every molecule of air that you breathe in

Keep your eyes wide open and your nose clean.