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Midnight Jul 2018
i'm lying in bed
and i'm crying
because
i miss you
and i cry harder
because
you don't miss me
and that
breaks my heart
because
you don't want me
like i want you
you really aren't worth my tears, but i'm heartbroken and can't help myself
Midnight Jul 2018
when you have been
emotionally abused
looking back at the trauma
can be painful
it can singe your soul and crush your heart
and trying to love someone else
can be difficult
if not impossible.
but i finally can look back
at all your lies and games
and feel
nothing
nothing at all
no desire for you or pain from what you've done
it's like i'm an impartial third party
it took years to get here
but i can finally say
i'm healed
And I am never giving anyone that kind of power over me again.
  Jul 2018 Midnight
Traveler
"Compromise"
Superimposed to make it fit
A bitter wine still we sip
And waste away in drunken slumber
The heart is weak and prone to blunder

All this arguing weighs a ton
Callously tired my heart grows numb
Her intolerance ringing in my ear
I drink my wine and disappear....
Traveler Tim
  Jun 2018 Midnight
Krista DelleFemine
The one is
One whom with you can have
On a regular basis
A conversation
That feels
Epic
That Boy
Midnight Jun 2018
baby,
i know
you are leaving,
and baby,
i know
its not
your choice.
but baby,
promise me
one thing:
please,
don't forget me
baby,
don't let me
become
just a memory.
That's my biggest fear.
  Jun 2018 Midnight
Bee
and now
i will sever the strings
that once tethered us together
with the pieces of me
that you shattered

i will forge a divide between us
deep enough to swallow
my hearts temptations
for i am eve
and you are my vice

i will tear apart continents
and demarcate the soil that stands between
our now sovereign feet
if it means the storms you contrive
will no longer wash away
the delicate foundations of myself

but
i am learning how
to escape the darkness
that once held me hostage

i am learning that
the deadened highs
from the mephitic lies
you breathed into my lungs
arent worth the crushing suffocation
that shadowed

i am learning to accept
that the loneliness that keeps me company
in your absence
is not evident of weakness
but the result of me instilling faith
back into my own two feet

and an assertion of the strength i have
to live on my own


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