my pieces are blue
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Last published Mon, Feb 22, 2016
totallity of the whole painful process of being true.
these pieces i gather have nothing yet everything to do with you.
poetry with these i bring also a much needed truce.
another battle i cant do. my pieces are blue.
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INTENTIONS
My whole life was a misery Still I tried hard to go through it I was a mess when I found you I found peace in you You were my everything but You chose someone else leaving me behind I was a mess but it seems like I am worse than a mess now. I wanted to make your life perfect but I couldn't I know you've gone through a lot But you never knew what I was going through I knew I wasn't perfect for you Still I tried to be by your side Taking an oath that I'll never leave you behind I wish you could ever understand me the way I understood you.
Monsters Inside My Head
WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.Complete
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Business And Hopelessness
"Your hair is full of snow," He chuckled as he looked at her, reaching out to push a strand of hair behind her ear. Some snow successfully fell off her, but he didn't withdraw his hand. He cupped her cheek, wiping away a few snowflakes from it. She was frozen, staring at him like a deer caught in headlights, her heart pounding in her chest. Then, raising his other hand, he cupped her cheeks fully. His eyes began to trace every inch of her face; her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, before his gaze dropped to her lips. Her heart skipped a beat as she tried to keep herself together. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Seventeen-year-old Valentina Barron doesn't have the most ideal home life. Her family has financial problems, her mother is hospitalized, they had to move to a small apartment from their decent-sized family home... You get the point. She thinks life is unfair and horrible. Due to certain conditions, Valentina gets a scholarship at the most prestigious school in her hometown, but it doesn't make things easier, maybe even the opposite. She has to keep her grades high to satisfy her parents while attempting to scrape some money for breakfast since all of it goes to pay rent and hospital bills. Then one day, she has enough and tries to steal from the school's wealthiest girl, Odette Wraith, to make life simpler. It obviously doesn't go according to her plans, and she ends up tangled in some shady answer sheet-selling business at the school, where she meets the bane of her existence, who shows her that life isn't all about sadness; Luca Lennox.Complete
Loss, Love Languages, and Trauma
Poetry about my life: part two. Trying to defeat writers block. Passed on passions and loves.
An Unexpected Moment
... that changes everything Sarah was starting her junior year of high school. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a pretty average blonde haired, blue eyed, teenager. She was neither in the popular group, nor one of the many cliched outsiders. Sarah was a nobody. She liked to blend in and lay low. It was her way out of not only this town, but her house. No one knew it, but her father was a high functioning alcoholic that often took his anger out on his family. With her older sister now in college, it had turned to her more often. Laying low in general was a good strategy. Across town, Ryan was prepping for his final year in high school. While he wasn't the stereotypical quarterback of the football team, he did fit into the popular crowd. His sports of choice included basketball and soccer, either of which might line him up for a scholarship next year. Ryan had a group of close friends and a lot of adoring acquaintances. It wasn't easy juggling his athletics and keeping the grades up, but he was just that good. The supporting parents didn't hurt either. It might be a cliché romance, but it will be fun to see what the year and beyond holds. ------------------------------------------ This is a story I wrote years ago, or at least partially wrote. As I transcribe it here, I have tried to update it a bit and give the characters/story more depth than what I had when I was younger. Hopefully it all gets pulled together!Complete
Unrequited love
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The Diary of Me
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My whole life was a misery Still I tried hard to go through it I was a mess when I found you I found peace in you You were my everything but You chose someone else leaving me behind I was a mess but it seems like I am worse than a mess now. I wanted to make your life perfect but I couldn't I know you've gone through a lot But you never knew what I was going through I knew I wasn't perfect for you Still I tried to be by your side Taking an oath that I'll never leave you behind I wish you could ever understand me the way I understood you.
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