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I Used To Have A Night LightBecause I Was Scared Of The Dark That Pressed Into Me.Now I Have A Write
I used to have a night light Because I was scared of the dark that pressed into me. Now I have a write light Because I am scared of the dark that festers inside me.
Bleeding Out
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Sickly Sweet
Sweet nothings roll off your tongue and reach for me
They are sticky like honey.
Like blood. Like glue.
I can't seem to move.
Or wash them off of me.
It was saccharine at first.
Now it is just trapping.
I find it harder and harder to breathe.
You cover me in mouse trap glue
And shove poems of unrequited love down my throat.
I still try and be nice.
Because honey is still honey
You are still you
But my mother always warned me, to steer clear of boys
And too many sugary treats.
I turn my head when your breath comes to close
You think the goosebumps are of pleasure but they are a break out rash of fear.
I do not write unrequited love poems anymore
I write of how I love.
I write of everything they are
And I let out the words like breath to the wind
I leave them like whispy things.
Not thick. Or oozing. Or dripping in saturated devotion
Because I still gag on the word beautiful.
Because know all too well of how suffocating sweet things can be.
To the eighth grade girl who told me I looked pretty on the day I most needed it. I have not forgotten, you or your smile, as you went skipping back to your friends, and I held my breath. To the eighth grade girl who told me I looked pretty on the day I most needed it, you are beautiful, and I hope someday when you need it the most, someone is there to tell you.
The Intangible Things
Sometimes your heart is the only thing worth listening to.
Heartless Marissa Meyer
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He smelt of coffee and cologne, and I did not mind at all.
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