Is it Just Me Falling?

Is it Just Me Falling?

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There’s a lot I would like to say to you, but I’m afraid I’m not good with words, or with this language foreign to my tongue. My tongue knows not the poetic proverbs one could belt out, or the sounds you make and understand. It barely knows this language, the language of love. My heart hammers on my rib cage and sometimes forgets its function. It’s new at this, please be lenient. It can’t beat steadily when you smile like that, so please don’t. It can’t remember to beat at all when you take my hand, so please warn it before you do. My heart would be really, really happy to see you happy and safe every day. If it is possible, I would like to remain like this, where we are friends and it’s okay to laugh with you. I’ll try not to make you feel upset or uncomfortable. Forgive my heart, it’s new to this.
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Sometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more things that has been horribly depressing... But I got up. I stood up to walk on for another day. I dealt with my emotional amnesia the only way I knew I could and that was by writing it out into poetry. I wanted to forget my pain and forget what I was going through. I needed that cut of the blade or a pill to drink to take everything away. My poetry became both my pill and my blade... Now I share the most intimate part of myself with the world. The part of me I kept hidden in the closet. The part I never thought I would ever present to the world. Now is the time I have to stop having amnesia about my emotions. It is time to learn, to better myself and to stand up and remember the things that I shut out like a voluntary amnesia all these years. Those who are offended after reading this - f**k you! If you are sad with me and willing to cut your wrist - I know how you feel! If you just enjoy the words - I love you! #679 in Poetry on 17/03/2018 #779 in Poetry on 18/03/2018 #807 in Poetry on 19/03/2018 #474 in Poetry on 22/03/2018

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