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Jessy Sue Poem
We've been doing this thing "this thing" since June and I try not to think about you or "it" too much but truth is I do cause now your a part of me and my memories and I always come back around to thinking about how much I love how u smell behind your ears when your horny, and the grunts u make I can feel vibrate in me, I think of how much u look like that comedian from the show I like that u still haven't watched with me when u smirk a certain way, and when I feel like I'm annoying you while your ignoring me I envision how ur eyebrows look so much darker and sharper when your annoyed with me, when I send you a funny text I picture your exaggerated motions and can almost hear your cute little sarcastic throat laugh,I hate that I love watching you sleep after you pass out on my love seat cause my food put you to sleep,I like that you are humored when I send u funny memes I make with your pictures ,my little narritives show u that I get you, I still laugh every time I see a cucumber or pickle because of the time u asked me where I buy the pickles to make the pickles, but the reason that these things are so hauntingly bittersweet is cause u don't feel the same for me, you don't crave to be next to me, you hardly even care about having sex with me, can hardly be bothered to send a text to me ..you know unless of course your bored and restless than I must run to you to wash away any chance of you feeling reckless, always stepping in and out of the door way ,a sway a dance with you, for you, but your not holding my hips and embracing me ,you are just pulling strings that my infatuation and your lies imbedded in me, your names is threaded in me, on my heart in my mind you reside, would be nice to go back to June and never answer your message on that dating app without ever responding, sweet irony u saught me out only to ignore me ,how "cute" of you to be so ugly to me, one day I'll truly quit you, and you'll miss your experience of me,and then maybe when the thoughts of you fade from my mind, only then will I live in yours,and you'll think back on that loving giving girl you overlooked and took for granted and think I wish I could go back to when I still had a chance with her ,I've been so blind ,I couldn't see all the ways she was there for me, how I was always on her mind ,how I wasted her time, how she could of been mine but all I ever did was hurt her and lie, she noticed things in me that others were too distracted with self to see, she saw through me and my dark like no other had before but she didn't judge me for it, she just danced with my demons for awhile so they would take a break from me, she always suffered so I could feel free,and maybe he'll think I'm stuck in thoughts of you when I finally am nowhere to be seen
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The bad days feel like Clouds over a picnic , fog in the crowd, the spinning ground, people pass like vertical white lines of speeding light, this is vertigo, this is the I can't handle riding that bus today or going to that play ,being afraid to say hey, these are the nights I lay awake and debate on cancelling plans, these are the days when I'm lethargic, the days that feel more like daze, the disappointed friends, the minutes with no ends, thoughts racing, pacing, mental loop, in space I'm gazing, too Bright , too loud , turn of the lights, sit with no sound, the times when voices sound like the cartoon sound effect of womp womp womp, the times if you touch me I'll scream and jump, the sweaty poms, the shaking knees, feelings of dis ease , feel like running out of my skin, nerves awakened , pins and needles, like there's a me in side of me and and shes jumping, she leaves me exhausted and smelling of sweat, the should or shouldn't of regret, this nagging , the forearm itch that is accompanying uncomfortable conversations, the thought war it took to say no, the battle it took to keep a yes as a yes, the grunts in the mornings when I didn't get enough rest, the pressure behind my eyes, the speed felt while waiting in a line, the feeling of impatient eyes on my back while I put my change away at a store, the days of feeling like a Bouie watching people swim when I really want to walk on shore, fluttering in my chest when I am unsure, standing in the door way with a half open door, days when the thoughts are to loud to ignore and I get lost in the haze of it , this is what it's like on the bad days
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Today is a good day. I am happy. I am worthy of love. I am at peace. I am loved. I am open vulnerable and unafraid. I am beautiful. I am resilient. I am smart. I am capable. I am limitless. I am priceless. I have purpose. I am creative ,innovative and talented. I am perfectly myself. I am kind. I am caring. I am loving. I am empathetic and compassionate. I am motivated. I am loving. I don't procrastinate. I am wise. I make good decisions. I take care of my health. I am energetic. I like to exercise. I have great friends. I Am loved.
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Jessy Sue Poem
Often unseen and overlooked but I see me, even though I'm rejected I know I'm majestic, I love myself so my heart is protected, I won't wallow or become dejected, I remain erected, my knees aren't shaking,can't break my stance,won't see me fall, I see me in my all, I embrace me ,I savor the taste of me, how foolish of another to find waste of me, to wander away so hastily, to view a disgrace of me, to chastise and hate on me, what a laugh ,such a gas ,think you can hurt me by casting me out , pushing me aside,in my own self vision I reside in a place of self recognition , don't care about your opinion, wasn't born to be your minion, in my heart your distaste leaves no incision, no marks, I love the skin in which I live, while you crawl in yours I dance in mine ,a feeling devine, what's a marvelous thing to be so wonderfully me, yes that feeling is free, I'm grounded in my roots,I stand strong like a tree, wouldn't you like to feel like me
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he looked at her with star-touched eyes she looked back at him he is her sunrise, there love is held in the sunset over the sea where they both live equally in unison, his dark and her light, her dark and his light ,in there divine dimness they dance together to the song of the ocean ,together they are so brilliant, he's the blue to her pink in the sunset sky , there love is envied for it's perfection, the lighthouse beholds the splendor of these evening lovers being intertwined ,the seagulls ache of the sight of there bliss,in the moonlight they share a kiss ,take in each others air and mesh together above the tide they collide, it is at this time that there dualitys coincide, there love mystical ,I do not believe it will ever subside, as long as there is day and there's in night he will wait to greet her and hold her again under the lunar light
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My love you are like the moon and I am like the trees , you illuminate me in the darkness and reveal my true colors, you are like the breeze for how you move through me, you are like my leaves for you dance with me so elegantly, never have I felt so liberated and free while being so connected, intertwined divinely, soft movements and embracing kindly, your kiss, such bliss ,like a wish come true, birthday candle, shooting star ,no matter the manifestation of the dream my soul knows and loves who you are,no matter how far you are always near, no matter where you are you are always here in my heart it's been this way from the start, I wish upon a star that we never part,that our bond never be broken,you are a prize not a token ,you are priceless,a lifeless life it would be without you, but please know my love that I never doubt you,my Faith's in you and I believe in us, this isn't lust this is wonderous trust,your my truth ,in your arms I lie ,what a place to be ,what a natural high,what a healthy Joy when I'm with you boy,with your heart and mind I'll never toy, always honest never play coy
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Some act as though a person completely loses their humanity after they let you stick your in them, what a deranged way to be to dehumanize people, devalue people because they gave into a primitive urge just as you did , but because they have a they're no longer human to you after the act has been done ,you view her as a harlot as, a whore who has no value anymore, what does that make you when you did the same as she, I would cover my ears instead of listening to this hypocrisy, this mental atrocity ,she's not the atrocity, she is still whole and priceless even if you view her as a worthless hole,that mindset just reveals that inside you is a empty hole, dark cold soul, lacking humanity so this is why you can't see it in others, if you had to face that reality you would shudder
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I'm in a little bit of pain love, I just slit my vein love, the color is draining from my face as the blood drains from my veins love, do you really believe in love, love?, Do you believe in kindness, do you believe that what we want in this life we can find it, do you think the world will ever change?, Am I too stange to exist love?, Am I deranged ? The pain only persists love, I try to find hope from above but I see a dove fly only to crash into bricks love, would this feeling ever truly go away love? Torn and scorned, wishing she was never born, birthed on this Earth that's distorted, pro-life but conflicted cause she wishes she was aborted, I'm feeling cold love ,a feeling I know well love, what do you think being dead feels like love? Do you think it tastes like freedom and smells like a lovely song ,do you think it looks like birds chirping or a fish outa water, do you think death is nicer world to roam ,do you know that death is a thought in which I always felt at home, would you hate me if I went home love? Would you curse me as you dwell in the world of the living or would you understand and be forgiving? Should I apply pressure to this wound love, am I leaving this world too soon love? Or should I continue to bleed out as I cry and ask the world why, why are you the way that you are, why am I the way that I am? Is this truly part of the plan, this hand I am dealt ,my palms are clammy, this game has been a calamity, Is there a time where the dust will settle and I rebuild from the ruins,I've done this before but I feel defeated, laying on the ground white flag half up, uncertain ,on the boarderlands of life and death not knowing which front I'm in favor of most days, lost in the haze, dead soul reaps in my gaze, vacancy ,seeking a vacation from the anquish, but maybe I have relinquished hope and maybe this is what made things hopeless, do you feel hopeful love?, do you count your blessings from above love?, have I fallen ill due to lack of gratitude love? What should I do with this cut love? Should I let it bleed me dry or try to sew it up love? I don't know what to do so I'm having this hypothetical conversation with you in my head as I debate on if not I'd be happier and better off dead
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My fingers wanna be weak ,they wanna speak to you, they persist but I resist ,I think of you every time I see a Camry ,eat a Kit Kat or drink iced coffee, SpongeBob makes me think of you ,I'm terrified of running into you, I fear my weakness, for you have always brought out my meekness, I know I must stay strong, that the situation was all wrong, but that does that stop all the feelings I feel, while I'm healing ,doesn't stop you from dwelling in my thoughts, ice on my heart to ease the swelling, still on the upside no tears in my eyes have been welling
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Jokes on me, guess you're the roaster and i'm to chicken to say goodbye cause I waste my time wishing you would hold me closer ,the shows been over but im still seated, my vision blurred , Is the curtain really closed? ,In the mist I search through my mind to try to find the truths separated from the lie,what's real and whats hidden, intermixed and woven, a stir of confusion, a mind warped ,a puppet to the puppeteer her brains been stirred, she cant see clear,a place in his heart? please! there's no room for you there, little crumbs get dropped and I follow the trail going through the maze getting dizzy in the haze hoping to reach the big cheese,what am I trying to achieve?The unattainable heart, the broken Soul,a sick need like desire why is it he that fuels my fire when it is also he who leave my heart and soul, empty ,yearning and tired,the lust ,his touch ,his smell, his presence in your mind he always dwells, he disregards you and still you feel like hes your armor?!? it's debatable that hes not quite malicious but yet he still harms you,disarmed you are against his charms,his smile ,his voice defeats you every time,in your mind a shadow of him cackles you are mine,a prisoner to passion all while forgetting this kinda pain is not in fashion ,a glutton for punishment I ingest all the excrement, a slave to the pain don't even try to break out of my chains,sounding erratic the feeling is tragic ,his flesh pressed against mine ,the skin craving sin, ringmaster of this disaster he controls the elements like a wizard, under his spell heaven an hell ,if u looked in my eyes could you tell? I'm under your spell can you not tell, I wish I was held in your mind like you are in mine ,I wish in your heart I had a place to reside, but I'm just a jester going on a ride ,riding my unicycle around in a circle ,a sideshow for you ,the one u lie with but will never hold dear, like a master I'm your cat ,you wave the feather taunting me but I can never grasp it ,like a baby bird inside of the shell there's a slight crack but I cant break free, born deformed unable to fly,you caught me a few times as I started to cry, shrieking inside my mind the words blast between my skull and vibrate my brain as my blood vessels pulsate in a excruciating manner , my mind screams he'll never be mine!
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