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Hello morning dew,
Hello hot tea,
Sweet pigeon chats,
Atop lemon tree.
Feet to keep warm.
Ears to hear the purrs.
Hello slow writings
Of song and whispers.
Good morning sun,
Miss you moon,
Hello smiling mirror
Hello winter cocoon.
Ria 7d
In school my mind wonders
Why am I so different?
Do these people hate me?
I just want to go home
Instead I go to my favorite teachers office
Whether he is there or not I take a seat
I put my airpods in
And for a few minutes
I can breathe
What if I never get better? I can't beat the fear, I never get Noah's letters
What if I'm not the exception? I'm just the rule, ever gullible to affectionate deception
What if the damage is forever? We can't re-fall in love, our connection eternally severed
What if I'm only worth 49 first dates? You wake up on the 50th and decide this life you hate
What if I'm a Heather?  Exploding with you without knowing any better
What if I don't make it out of the car? Just wasted potential, never getting very far
What if I'm a bet you made with your friends? 10 days- I'm in love and your joke's end
And if I'm the bridesmaid, never the bride? I catch the bouquet- staring at you swallowing my pride
Hulu has all my comfort movies
Anailen Jun 4
i just wish
that you
would seek
the same comfort
that i seek in you
Im tired of this
Mariah Jun 3
Hopeless on a Monday
Strange comfort in its despair-
in consistency
Felt lost today.
X May 19
I am filled with emotions I cannot bare

Mary is there to make sure I ate
She helps me relax and rids me of self-hate

To help me calm down everyday, she sings me her song
A wonderful tune I hear through the bubbling of my ****
I feel her warmth on my chest
She truly does help me rest

Mary is like no other
Her voice and touch cannot compare
Though she says I’m no bother,
I fear I depend too much on her care

Mary is always willing to provide
Even when I take more from her than I should,
She always gives me her warmth and a place to reside

Since I can remember,
Mary has been by my side
No matter the extent to which I’ve been upset,
She’s always been a helping hand in making me forget

I can no longer hide within her convincing high
I’m starting to think we won’t always see eye to eye
Mary is my best friend
I’d hate to say goodbye

But I’ll always wonder if this relationship should end and finally die
This is my first official poem. I would love to hear any thoughts and, of course, criticisms as I am looking to improve. Thank you!
Rain May 18
I know I’m just your little sis
What do I actually know
But lemme try and just tell you this

I know I’m not in your world exactly
Don’t know the difficult place you’re in
But I know the pain sadly

I’m your sister at the end of the day
You and I are the most alike
We got similar struggles in a way

I know how to read people just like you
Hear what they really think about me
I got that same curse too

Disappointed of the journey we create
Why can’t we be the golden child
But failure must be our fate

I see when you want to be left alone
I see when you’re in a dark cloud
The heavy weight on your backbone

I know how it feels to be lost
Inside your head and heart
Wondering what it’s gonna cost

I also got an addictive personality
Anything to relieve the pain
Anything to escape my reality

I really don’t think struggling is bad
You and I are ahead the game
Even though we didn’t ask to be mad

I pushed off opening up for years
Refused to acknowledge my pain
Scared as hell to face my fears

I know it seems everyone is watching
With a cynical and judgmental eye
Waiting for the chance to start preaching

But sometimes as I see the judgment
Reflected in their eyes
I realize maybe I need adjustment

Maybe I am so harsh on myself
The quickest to assume their mad
Assuming the hatred is from himself

Sometimes from deep within me I see
I hate what I’m doing to everyone
Maybe I refuse to except me

We are all just left to wander alone
A strange unwanted path
A journey we apparently chose

Please don’t think you’re a bad guy
You’re stronger then most
You’re my hero I won’t deny

So yeah I know I’m just your little sis
Love,

Steve Page May 17
I watch Rich Teas float like ash
The Gusto goes unprepared
My days pass like smoke
And each tear burns

I sit with he who remains
I still with the God of years
and even with tears
I drink with him
A reflection on Psalm 102
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