24.O6.1O how did we get here? we're stuffing a triangular block into a square opening and wondering why it doesn't fit we refuse to let go so we're forcing it and i'm trying my hardest to breathe how i used to trying to blink how i used to trying to wrap myself up in how we used to be but this is not used to this is future and, Babe, i'm failing miserably we've lost our familiarity and right now it seems as if we just won't work how will we get out of this without our feelings hurt because you in my life is a must but something has changed between us i've realized, but you fail to acknowledge so oblivious, while i try my hardest to run with this charade but i am no marathoner and this baton of a facade is so close to slipping through my fingertips that i can almost taste it. where, when, how, why? did we go horribly wrong? and now i'm listening to every sad song in my repertoire trying to find one that expresses me, you, us, we so now i'm "bleeding my heart out on this paper" like Hot Chelle Rae because paper and pencil always did better for me than words and sound ever did and i'm singing along with Melanie Fiona wondering if the price is right on our love or if it's as priceless as it should be and Bascom X is telling me that i shouldn't be a fool for love but on the same riddim Fiona's crooning "baby..." while still Gyptian's feeling my pain and thought after thought runs through my brain like a playlist on repeat on my iPod, blasting in my ears that i'm trying my hardest to ignore as it confirms my fears of what tomorrow holds for us and, Babe, it's gonna take some time for me to miss you once you're gone because i've been unhappy for so long and you've been breaking my heart ever since day one when you approached me and commented so emphatically on my "natural beauty" Babe, you took my heart, completely: stole it "like a thief in the night dulled my senses and blurred my sight" and here we are one year and the inevitable changes that every relationship goes through we've been through we've sailed the oceans of love survived wave after wave storm after storm we finally reached calm and the tides of time? they led us here washed up on a beach barren full of altered emotions and we're stranded sustained by the fruits of our discontent and the unyielding rivers of tears that we've both cried air currents are carried on our sighs can we save ourselves or are we in need of rescue this is my SOS for my first love or is it my cue because we are tanning in the sun-like glare of our discomfort our lies of us doing okay provide temporary palm trees and unpermanent shade as we try our hardest to leave this deserted island but we can only leave once we perceive the truth that we may be beyond repair that we may be irreparably damaged how did we get here? 19.O6.1O This feeling indescribable This pain inexplicable It isn't obvious Far from prominent It just resurfaces occasionally when I find myself in some other man's arms When I find myself in arms that aren't yours And wonder what it would've been like Had we had that kind of relationship But, today, I write no more love poems for you And in all reality I never wrote of a beautiful love I only recorded the immense amount of tears I've cried. But, today, I shed no more tears because of you I refuse to allow you that power over me anymore Power you shouldn't have be in possession of in the first place. I've come to the realization That in love with you I am no longer Love shouldn't be what I dealt with It shouldn't smother me It shouldn't make me feel inadequate And it should be reciprocated Today, I am breaking out of love's prison I've been freed of this love's suffocating hold And Tiff said, "What is love if it is not loving?" No longer am I in love with you But forever will I love you Regardless of the circumstances. But no more shall I record this pain No more shall I drown myself in mine own cries for help No more No more Give me back the happiness I've lost Give it back Because even in my misery The only company I yearned for was yours And when we let go of this I ask myself what did we fight so hard for if I wasn't good enough? I ask myself why we're still fighting What keeps me fighting for you Fighting to keep you in my life When it seems as if you're pushing me away as hard as you can. And it hurts but the tears won't come That part of my life is over You've made it to my future There's a reason you're here There's a reason that I've been through what I've been through with you And I'm moving forward No regrets No looking back No wishing that things were different Because wishes alter nothing You will not make me bitter You will not make me believe that the damage I've sustained is irreparable You will not lead me to believe that because you were my first, you will be my last I will love again And I will hold you to your word: "If I'll be remembered for leaving ur side it will be as a result of my untimely demise. I'm not gonna be some reawakened memory vaguely forgotten whilst being slightly remembered." Remember that? Remember this: Forever will I love you Forever will I be your friend But to be in love with you? Never again. 12.O6.1O No words I have no words to explain how I feel Laying with you I look into your eyes and I can't help but think about her The one you told me would never come... But here she is And you never told me that I'd be your one and only You just promised that the only time you'd leave my side is in the event of your untimely demise But I just can't help being hurt I just can't help thinking that I will never be enough And it's true...I'll never be enough for him And while she dances around in your mind She haunts mine The ghost of the girl I'll never be. 1O.O6.1O... Hate destroys. Tonight Today This week This month I am in it's damaging path. I hate you. I love you. I am in love with you. Something you don't realize. And I am trying my hardest to understand this flurry of confusion in my mind That leads me to believe that I can love you and hate you at the same time In the same breath Moment Point in time There is no thin line between love and hate They are not opposites Or maybe it is and I have a foot on both sides Indifference. I wish for it because that is the opposite of both those words I won't care And with love and hate you care in grand amounts. But if wishes were horses, beggars would ride right? But wishing isn't working And those falling stars have failed me No more starlight, star bright 11:11 never helped me And, today, in this instant, dreams never come true. I am losing the battle Of fighting this addiction of you I am searching for that high that I will never achieve again My heart is breaking My heart is shattering Crumbling I am wilting In your hands But I can't comprehend why I am so surprised I knew you'd hurt me from day one So why do I have tear streaks on my face And little dots of salt water on my sheet? This is my conundrum But not really... Because figuring this out isn't easy It's the doing that's hard. Nobody said it was gonna be easy But nobody said it was gonna be this hard. And I bleed my heart out I pour my emotion into these words night after night to no release... And I tell myself that I don't give a fuck But it's the most blatant lie I've ever told myself in my life Who do I trust? No one, not even myself Because even I lie to me... 9.O6.1O... siiighh...i have the most unbelievable writer's block ever. i can't get anything out on paper that's worthwhile. just bits and pieces of records of pain and crying and hurt...blah blah blah & i was going to start one saying something along the lines of "i write no more love poems for you" but i never really did...i wrote about how bad things have gotten and have been... i have one that's completed but it needs work... i have one liners like: "i deal in reciprocity. no more. no less. i give back what i'm fed." and "i'm the meteoroligist. & you? you're Bermuda weather..." and this one that i really like, but don't really know how to continue: "a shot of doubt with a chaser or regret how much worse can this month possibly get as accusations fly like bullets because i am not trusted his insecurities evidence of his own misdemeanours and i am left to deal with his own shot of doubt how can i make him realize that i'm not like them. the burn of his distrust elbows past the soothe that this chaser should bring..." bits & pieces just bits & pieces and it's kind of annoying because i need release and i can't quite seem to be able to do so... sigh! bye! kes <3 |
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