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nu3as Mar 2021
ever the faithful lovers; fingers always intertwined.
striking envy into those they passed, those they paid no mind.
sweet nothings they whispered into eachother's ears,
which became sullied with bitterness they would never hear.
contributing to one another's suffering, though it pained their little hearts.
ever the faithful lovers, never did they part.
and that was how they died; with their fingers intertwined.
nu3as Mar 2021
oh, to be a parent.

to watch the eyes that watched you with awe
become infested with bitterness.

to hear words that once filled you with warmth
contort into ice.

to feel the pride
distort into despair.

to listen as the words you taught
are used as weapons against you.

to be filled with regret
rage
disappointment.

oh, to be my parents.
nu3as Mar 2021
worthless. hopeless. worthless. hopeless.

words i was so invested in trying to outrun

that they eventually caught up to me

and filled me up and in

until all that became of me was

worthless hopeless worthless hopeless worthless
nu3as Mar 2021
what a malevolent world, to allow a monster to roam free.

the one who pounded chaos into my head
and hate into my heart.

the one who drove me to cry until i ran dry,
and made my skin sob streaks of red.

the one who left me with hideous scars,
on my mind and body alike.

the one who made pills fill me to the brim,
until the light around me became dim.

the one who convinced me i was nothing and no one,
that pain was all i had to fall back on.

what a cruel world, to let a monster roam free;
knowing full well that monster is me.
nu3as Mar 2021
tell me my words are pretty,
that you could listen to them all day.

hold me together,
so that my edges don't fray.

let me depend on you,
chase my doubts away.

be my rock
until i decide i'll no longer stay.
nu3as Mar 2021
you told me i should've died
words you spoke with great conviction.

yet, you forced me to the hospital;
what a contradiction.
nu3as Feb 2021
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oh, what a feeling it is
to be wasting away in sheer futility
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