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Loneliness
Loneliness is when you stand alone,
Even when you're in a crowd.
Loneliness is when you can't be heard,
Even when you shout out loud.
Loneliness is that feeling,
You feel deep in your heart.
Loneliness is what I feel,
When we are kept apart.
Marylin Monroe
I be leave that every thing happens for a reason.
people change so that you can learn to let go.
things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when there right.
you be leave lies so that eventually learn to trust NO ONE but yourself.
and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
What should I Say
Sir Thomas Wyatt
What should I say,
Since faith is dead,
And truth away
From you is fled?
Should I be led
With doubleness?
Nay, nay, mistress!
I promised you,
And you promised me,
To be as true
As I would be.
But since I see
Your double heart,
Farewell my part!
Though for to take
It is not my mind,
But to forsake
[One so unkind]
And as I find,
So will I trust:
Farewell, unjust!
Can ye say nay?
But you said
That I alway
Should be obeyed?
And thus betrayed
Or that I wiste--
Farewell, unkissed.
ugh...
me
here
inside this depth of betrayl
consumed by your fear
deflowered by your hate
how can i stand up to you
when all you do is push me down
call me names
and yet
i do
seems like always
i come crawling back to you
and as i lay
forever knowing
that you're the one
one to protest me
detest me
even
forget me
in the end
As I sit
I think of you
Feeling guilty
For loving you
Days of loneliness
Days of sorrow
Days of sadness
That led to heartache and pain
In which I think I may never again recover
Feeling ever so pitiful
I can’t help myself though
I just can’t seem to get over you
I utterly hate you
And yet I’m hopelessly infatuated with you
But I feel like darkness trapped in the dead of light
No where to hide
But in itself
A place where there is no admittance
Fear seems to feel like home
Love the enemy
Am I not worth it?
Worth you taking admiration of me
It hurts
The sight of you in the arms of another
Do you do it in spite?
Just make me hurt
Sometimes I think I might end my time here
But then
Back to reality I come
And back to darkness I return
It’s sick
How good I feel when I think of death
Just to rid myself of you
And it’s extremely gruesome
How I plan your demise
If only you knew
My wicked mind is even too much for me at times
But the just of it is. . .
It is you
The one that broke me
And it will be you
To know how it feels
To be stuck here
Inside my world
With no ******** way out
Wanting to be somewhere else
But not being able to move
Wanting to feel just the smallest amount of happiness
And only feeling unwanted
Wanting to be the only one
And feeling like the only one left out
And in the end
It will be me that saves your soul
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