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Nidhi Jaiswal Aug 2020
How weak is this heart......
Without any push or pull.....
Without any touches.....
It breaks....
by;
"Feelings and emotions"
And;
Unbearable pain and sorrow we faces.

How weak is this heart,
that's break by feelings and emotions..
Without any push or pull.....
Without any touches.....Unbearable pain and sorrow we faces.
daisy Jul 2020
we’re like joker and harley,
love cannot be seen
my world is dropping in the city
and i am feeling dizzy
well, this is the agony
of being your queen
no matter how toxic this is,
you are still my weakness
can’t stop loving my puddin
though i’m the only one who’s vibin
and i know
i am now weaker
than i’ve become.
Abby Jul 2020
Cinderella is the story that most young girls start out with
She is the character that we looked up to
But
As we get older we are told to not be Cinderella because she was weak and needed a prince to save her
But let me tell you something
It’s okay to need saving and it’s okay to need help in order to be saved
And it’s definitely okay to be weak
There are some times you need to be weak in order to know what being strong feels like
This is where my head is right now, I’m not entirely sure why but I felt like it needed to be said
Brendon S Sawyer Jul 2020
Shattered glass,
No one sees the break,
All the evidence is hidden,
All the cracks have been taped;

I tried to warn you all,
No one believed in wolves,
The damage was ignored,
I was treated as a fool;

I never asked for your help,
All I needed was a hand,
You left me to my pain,
For no longer in this I stand;

You couldn’t lend an ear,
That’s all I really need,
You leave me all alone,
My only friend is misery;

I gave you many signs,
I wanted you to see,
That I am broken, I give up,
Am I not worth this breath I breathe?


Brendon S. Sawyer
©️ 2020
Cattatonicat Jul 2020
Disgusting
Unpleasant
Rotting
Selfish
Materialistic
Disrespectful­
Weak
Desperate
Rude
Arrogant
Controlling
Racist
Deceitful
Vermin­ous
Isabella Jun 2020
My hand trembles with the weight of the quill pressed between my fingers,
Each stroke an ever so remarkable miracle.
For my strength falls weak as I strive to write even more.
Though the ink has long since dried up, and all I am left with are scratches on a blank page.
Perhaps the fault does not lie within the weary pen itself,
But instead with the unstable hand that holds it.
I'm sure it's easy to dip my quill back into the ink, to watch the words flow beautifully again. But I'm afraid such motivation is not as simple as it sounds.
Cattatonicat Jun 2020
Kissing ***, left and right
Feeding on the weak, feeding them sweet nothings
Makes you wonder if they can mean anything truly sweet

Kissing ***, up and down
Feeding on the weak, feeding them fake respect
Makes you wonder if they can truly respect anything
aryanalynae Jun 2020
every unanswered question
I cried out when I was in pain
I think back to those heartbreaks
and find the answers in your name.

every weak moment was a lesson
it taught me strength to carry through
karate kid' my toxic traits

who knew I was just preparing to love you.

my pen used to only know paper
when I was gray and cold inside.
but your kindness inspires writing,
you've got me addicted between the lines.
dichotomous Jun 2020
We never stopped inflicting
The wounds our grandparents gave us
They withheld the inventing
Despite dulled knives
And cold summers
Running their course through weakened veins
And softening our skin into old newspaper
Valarola Nikola Jun 2020
You're too much of a coward to admit the truth,
what happened between us was nothing new,
But you're a weak man,
And therefore you can't stand,
By my side, no,
Please just go,
You're not a lion baby,
Just scared, and kinda shady,
Like a newborn lamb,
You'll be slaughtered when they understand,
I'm not crazy and you're a liar,
I hope your words get dragged through the fire,
And brought to the light for how wrong they were,
That you get everything you deserve,

You're so weak,
Not the man you pretend to be,
But I see you or who you really are,
And that scares you so much, you tried to run far,
To get away from the truth in my eyes,
That see through all your lies,
So this is goodbye, Babe,
And this time, There's nothing left to say,

You're a man with no morals,
And the way you treated me was horrible,
Couldn't admit you loved me,
Where anyone could see,
I was the side *****,
And that's no way to live,
So I'm done with your games,
That you like to play,
Have fun in your world so plastic,
It's gotta be ******* toxic,
And I hope you choke on your lies,
As I walk away one last time,
You called me weak once,
But you're a liar, so here's the truth,

You're the one who's weak,
Not the man you pretend to be,
But I see you or who you really are,
And that scares you so much, you tried to run far,
To get away from the truth in my eyes,
That see through all your lies,
So this is goodbye, Babe,
And this time, There's nothing left to say.
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