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Nobody 5d
please not again
this is happening to fast
i don't want to lose all my progress
relapse relapse relapse.

the blade is too close
i'm so close to a collapse
i'm trying to not fail
relapse relapse relapse.

my breathing is quick
recovery is full of traps
i trip on a wire
relapse relapse relapse.
it hasnt happened so far but i'm scared i just feel like something awful will happen if i dont
Nobody May 24
i never really loved myself
but **** i loved you
*casually writes something thats not poetry and posts it on hp*
Nobody May 22
i'm sorry i'm too chicken ****
to confess to you

i'm sorry my anxious ***
can't tell you the truth

there are so many ******* things i cant do

so i'm sorry i'm too chicken ****
to confess to you


so for now i'll just flirt and blush
like a schoolgirl with a lame ******* crush
i'm sorry if i'm too much

and i'll continue to hide
how i actually feel,
too many parts of me
that i must conceal

none of this even feels real

and no matter how much
i hide the truth
i'm sorry i'm too chicken ****
to confess to you
dude i was so ******* close to writing this in italian so only the ppl who have the energy to google translate or sum **** could read it BECUSE THIS IS SO ****** CRINGE RAHHHH NOT EVERYBODY SHOULD BE ABLE TO READ THIS I'M GOING TO SCREAM BUT I NEEDED TO GET THIS OFF MY CHEST ***** AND ITS SO BAD BUT ITS OK ITS A LEARNING PROCCESS
Nobody May 18
thirty three days
since it last happened
since the blood oozed all over my skin
and i danced alone in my room
covered in red
a bitter, ****** up dancer
spinning, deeper
deeper
deeper
even deeper
into the dark
it hurt so much
but i loved it
the way it gushed out
when i leaped
i hate how warm it made me feel

so i keep twirling into this madness
and try to make it never happen again
33 days clean from self harm.
Nobody May 18
.
why do i always have to fall in love with the people who will never love me
im sorry i can't control it. i just want it to end
Nobody May 3
I fell for a poet
An expert with his words
By night a whisper,
By day unheard

I fell for a poet
A hazy, giggly dream
A little boy in a teenager's body
A life ripped at the seams

I fell for a poet
Who's writing love poems I'll never read
For someone else in his life,
Anyone but me.

I fell for a poet
So I'll wait, quiet as the sea
For this feeling to fade
Or for him to fall for me
Nobody Apr 16
i can't even find the words
to explain
how it feels
when your passion
for poetry,
for drawing,
art,
theatre,
singing,

leaves
so i'm left
with nothing.

i love poetry
i love it
i wish i could love it like i used to
i wish i could be who i was back then
i miss the old me
ok so this is unrelated but the guy i wrote poems abt? i don't like him anymore. (i'm pretty sure ****). i think i might like someone else but like idk it might just be me panicking
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