Short poems, stories, vents, and my life advice

Small things

Everyone has skeletons in the closet
I think it's what makes you human
But mine aren't skeletons
They're so alive
They scream and beg and pound to be let out
To be heard, for someone to say yes, I hear you
You are real

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Division isn't hard
I mean when you're little it is
You struggle and cry and feel like a failure
it's not rocket science
But one day it will be
And you'll look back
And hate yourself for crying over divison

(This isn't about division)

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Dear that person in my head
I'm proud of you
Really, even if I said I wasn't
Even if I couldn't tell you or show you
You did what none of us could
And I hope you're so happy
Because you deserve it
Youll be 4 years sober in a week
I'm proud of you
I love you

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I was never loved as a child
I mean, I was in a conventional way
I was clothed, fed, I went to school
I had friends, not a lot
But I was never alone at lunch
And I do believe they tried
But it's hard to love a parasite
Someone who will ruin you until you're
Absolutely nothing
I'm sorry for the evil I create
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