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The Pain
The pain, I fucking hate you! You bother me every night and everyday. I have to face you in every way. Seeing you bothers the shit out of me, dealing with your bullshit bothers the shit out of me. I hate that I can’t get rid of you, you are a part of me. I can’t get rid of you... why don’t you just go away. Take a fucking hint and fucking leave. Why won’t you just go away already... I try not to complain, I try not to cry, out of anger a tear falls. I hate arguing. I can’t live without you. As much as I hate you, you hold me up. You got my back no matter what... I still fucking hate you. You can never make up your damn mind, hurt me or don’t... but you always have my back.
By Aleszandra Tellez8 years ago in Poets
My Words
If I read you the words I wrote you’d hear them in my tears. You’d freeze at the trembling in my voice. Your eyes would stare at me lost. Like I was when I wrote it. You’d ask questions I can no longer answer. I will say sorry. Sorry for feeling that way. For sharing that with you. I’m sorry for being weak. And I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. And you will tell me not to be. And I will tell you that I know that now. But I don’t. Sometimes I think how I used to. And when I’m come to you, please, just be there. Cause having you there, having you know, it makes all the difference. And if there is anything I could tell my past self, it’d be to find you sooner.
By Jordyn Motsinger8 years ago in Poets
Sacred
I want to worship your skin, I want to pray between your knees. I'll damn myself to have your hands all over me. God has no place here. Adam has no place here. Only you. Only us. My Goddess. My Eve. I want your name in my mouth like a hymn. I'll cover myself in you like it's holy water. Us in the thrones, us in the skies, us in the garden with no sin. They'll say our union is unholy, ungodly; they'll call it blasphemous; I'll call it sacred.
By Cecilia Sofia8 years ago in Poets
