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I left myself to be with you, — An Inconvenient Attachment
I left myself to be with you, surpassing the worst in mind that kept telling me this was bad… listen to your heart.
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The Man Who Never Died All at Once — New Poems
I’ve lived a hundred lives, none of them simple. I died in corners no one looks — silent deaths, small fractures inside me, one after another, like cracks spreading through glass. But somehow, I kept getting back up — bloodied, bruised, but never broken. Pain twisted itself into blueprints, wounds spun into sharp ideas. I…
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In the Wake of Silence — Jaded
Silence is the loudest thing in the wake of everything I’ve said. The words hang in the air, unspoken, untouched, and I wonder if I’ll ever hear them again. But the silence speaks in ways the words never could, and I listen— even when there’s nothing left to say.
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The Unspoken Backdrop — Jaded
Love is something that makes us feel the happiest alive, but it can lie. When you think you’ve found someone, yet you’re left trying to forget. Days slip by, and still, you miss them. You sit in the past, letting it mold your well-being. What’s better in yourself? Who you were then? Nothing, actually. Tell…
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Inferno — Phoenix Heart
My heart is ticking its last breath for a cause from years ago, no longer shedding a tear, but quenching the flames of anger before your satire becomes a satanic regret.
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I Closed This Book — Phoenix Heart
They acted like they could burn out your light bulb. Like they knew our make and model. It’s a tragedy, jealousy. It started at birth, masked with daily doses of pharmaceuticals and traumatic damage that turned the family into my abuser. Undergoing the worst of the pandemic of post-traumatic stress, I shook through my whole…
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Shattered heart… — An Inconvenient Attachment
Shattered heart… then life feels over. The best of friends gave me the world. I couldn’t grasp how good it was. Leaving you, leaving the memories.
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I Am a Fish — Freedom
I wonder if I will ever escape. I hear tapping noises. I see fingerprints on my glass bowl. I want to be free. I am a fish. I feel nothing at all. I touch something smooth. I worry if the cat will get me. I am a fish. I understand that I am stuck here…
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One day you’ll wake up and realize — An Inconvenient Attachment
One day you’ll wake up and realize who you are, what you have. Why do you have it? Take it down a notch on the sadness. Life’s not hard; the only one making it harder is you.
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Don’t take every downfall as a way to hurt your mental state. — An Inconvenient Attachment
Don’t take every downfall as a way to hurt your mental state. Take it as a lesson. Some days we want it to end. Imagine being close to the light— move forward…
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Rode the wave for a bit, — An Inconvenient Attachment
Rode the wave for a bit, saw the storms ahead picking up quickly, miles away. Couldn’t stay afloat. Woke up ashore, confused, knew deep down I couldn’t even stand the concept of unwarranted emotions.
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We strive our best to keep what we want, — An Inconvenient Attachment
We strive our best to keep what we want, to see the things we love and place them near the heart. By your side or miles away, we don’t expect a lot in return, just a simple act.
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Living every day by the seconds— — An Inconvenient Attachment
Living every day by the seconds— not by minutes, not by hours. Once that second is gone, you can’t take it back.
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Happy days, — An Inconvenient Attachment
Happy days, horrible days, sad moments. The first sign of being afraid: asking “too tough” questions of your lover. The first warning of fright.
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Afraid… — An Inconvenient Attachment
Afraid… of telling my story, afraid of losing oneself, unconditional love…
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I need you — An Inconvenient Attachment
I need you to just listen.
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How can I word this without sounding desperate? — An Inconvenient Attachment
How can I word this without sounding desperate? Love takes over my positive mental state. I wanna build a life, share my precious moments. Yet I’m always in battle with those one-night stands.
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Wondering… — An Inconvenient Attachment
Wondering… if I’m going to be okay, trying to find some sense that I lost this night within myself, listening to those who speak in vain behind your back. Are those the ones who intend to hurt you?
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Your mind thinks to settle for what the heart feels. — An Inconvenient Attachment
Your mind thinks to settle for what the heart feels. Ignorance is bliss! So is hurting yourself! Remember, you’re a phenomenon that some people just won’t understand.
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This is where it gets deeper— — An Inconvenient Attachment
This is where it gets deeper— Rated R.
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He’s going through another change. — An Inconvenient Attachment
He’s going through another change. Once again, those bad days come back. But he doesn’t understand those are days of growth through lessons— as if he hasn’t already gone through enough change. Here we go again! Straight to the point, not a mystery in sight: his rush for love is a simple, impulsive movement, requesting…
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His emotion is a stone. — An Inconvenient Attachment
His emotion is a stone. Not a single teardrop! Not a single smile! Not a single emotion! Just a hard-headed person with the inability to complete tasks, with his mind as crazy as rush-hour traffic. His world is the same! Like he doesn’t know the meaning of relaxation. His world isn’t the same as yours,…
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I left my better self to be with you, — An Inconvenient Attachment
I left my better self to be with you, surpassing the worst in mind. Listen to your heart to give yourself a better destination. I’m the master of my sea, tired and lonely, desperate for new beginnings. I’m the master of my sea, building a destiny. I’m the master of my sea, letting go of…
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As I sit and reflect on my inabilities, — An Inconvenient Attachment
As I sit and reflect on my inabilities, I forget my strong abilities, my ability to foresee any obstacle. The past made me stronger, but I do reflect that it’s just me. I’ll add a catchy title to this new chapter. You’ll see!
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I lost touch with myself, — An Inconvenient Attachment
I lost touch with myself, lost a lot along the way, fought a lot of battles, rode a lot of waves, didn’t think I could make it. I look at my past, seeing the wars I’ve had. Learning experiences have made the new me. I’m happy, feeling stronger after losing touch with myself. But today…
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I sit here, jotting down thoughts — An Inconvenient Attachment
I sit here, jotting down thoughts about someone who is in my everyday thoughts. I keep forgetting the life I have now is much better without you. As you rise from someone after an endless cycle of abuse, it makes you feel more in tune with yourself. As I sit here jotting down feelings about…
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Take my heart, sell it to the man downtown. — An Inconvenient Attachment
Take my heart, sell it to the man downtown. Sell it to the man outside! Useless, dragging, bleeding! Torn into pieces, rebuild it into someone else. Someone new will take my body, even though all I needed was you, but you chose the man downtown.
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People will stomp on your pride, — An Inconvenient Attachment
People will stomp on your pride, try to destroy your future, throw you under the bus during uplifting situations. Remember grace in these situations. Attack it with full happiness. Walk away full of pride. The landslide doesn’t matter. Build that motherfucker back!
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As I start to reflect on my past, — An Inconvenient Attachment
As I start to reflect on my past, ruining a day’s worth of energy, my mind is full of regrets. Emotional battles, fears of nothing ahead. Unnecessary dwelling nerves the mind into thinking of what could happen. It’s okay. It’s not okay! Stuck. He’s alright!
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Maybe what’s best isn’t always best, — An Inconvenient Attachment
Maybe what’s best isn’t always best, but what’s real isn’t always fake. Know your mind before the heart lies to you.
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If I called you my home, — An Inconvenient Attachment
If I called you my home, would you build it up from the ground? If I called you my home, would you be able to hold the roof up? If I called you my home, would you build a family? If I called you my home…
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