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Tired

I’m tired.
When I say that,
people ask me,
“How much sleep did you get?”
They tell me,
“Go to bed earlier then!”
I joke and say that I try,
or I lie and say about 6 hours.
But in reality,
I barely get 3,
if I’m lucky.
I’m physically tired,
but when I say “I’m tired”,
I don’t mean it in that way.
I mean I’m exhausted.
I don’t want to get up in the morning.
I want to sleep, but I can’t.
I have no motivation.
I have to fake my smile.
I have to hide my tears,
from the voices in my head.
I have to force myself to work,
so I don’t fail.
When people ask how I am doing,
I tell them “I’m fine!”
and give them the brightest smile I can muster.
I joke about my sadness,
as a way to cope.
I have no motivation.
I have no real happiness.
I play a part,
like my life is a show.
I put on a performance,
for the people to enjoy.
I play the dumb friend,
so I can keep being the “funny” one.
I smile at everyone, and treat everyone nicely,
so I can stay the people pleaser I have always been.
It’s tiring.
It’s ing exhausting.
I have no one to talk to.
I feel nothing.
I feel empty.
There is nothing in my heart.
I care so deeply,
but it hurts when I’m just used.
People like me because I’m kind,
but they don’t know how I really feel.

When someone likes me,
and I don’t reciprocate those feelings,
I pretend, and date them, so I don’t break their heart.
I know they may find out,
but I don’t want people hurt because of my actions.
I’ve hurt people though,
and I hold on to the guilt like a lifeline.
I take it out on myself.
As I drag the blade, and watch the red flow,
it feels so good, and it makes me forget,
for even just a moment,
the mental torment.
I’m so drained,
that I feel as though I’m just…
Numb.
Numb to the happiness.
Numb to the sadness.
Numb to the anger.
“Numb” to the pain.
I want to feel better,
but I don’t know how.
I have lost the one person,
who gave me the motivation.
I have no one.
I’m alone.
I write these poems,
to hopefully feel something.
Though it never works,
it’s the only thing I can do.
Only way I can talk,
only way I can let out the pain.
I need help,
to stop feeling this drained.
But I can’t get help,
and I never ask,
because I will always just be a burden
with my problems, and my thoughts.
I’ll always feel tired,
and nothing will ever change that,
no matter how hard I try.

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Love In Death

We met, it was beautiful.
We talked, it was nice.
We gained feelings for one another,
and we returned each other's feelings.
I’m happy to call you mine,
and very happy to be called yours.

It’s been years, our love never faulting.
We are close to death, but we shall stay together.
We live together in love,
and we die together, in love.

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Lies of Omission

You made me believe you cared.
You made me believe that I loved you.
You used your “charm”,
and got me hooked.
You knew how to lie,
you knew how to manipulate,
and you used that to your advantage.
You hurt me,
without even saying hurtful things.
You lied,
and you warped my heart to still love you.
All you use to get to people.
Not kindness,
not being helpful,
not being truthfully caring.
Only…
Lies of omission.

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I Love You, But You No Longer Love Me

It sucks.
It's absolutely heartbreaking.
Constantly wishing for something
that you can never have.
Forever hoping
that you can reach it.
Forever believing
it may happen.
It doesn't though.
No matter how much you wish,
hope,
believe.
It will never happen.
My case is with someone.
Someone who once loved me,
now that love has faded away.
Not on my side though.
My love for them has never faltered,
not even for a second.
My desire for their love,
never-ending.
My longing to be in their arms,
never fading.
My craving for their kiss,
never vanishing.
I wish I could have them again.
I wish I could hear their "I love you" again.
But I never will.
I love them, but they no longer love me.

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You Left, I Held On

We lasted so long,
we loved for what felt like eternity.
You left, and I was heartbroken.
You said you chose me,
but you chose her instead.
I always had a feeling it would be her.
I was right, and you left.
I tried so hard to keep you,
even for just a little longer.
You said you would always love me,
you said you would always care.
That was a lie, because you don’t.
You no longer love me, you no longer care,
while I am stuck,
forever caring, and forever loving you.
You left, but I held on.

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Love Is Pain

Love.
It's a happy feeling.
One that fills you with serotonin,
every time you see that one person.
But it can also be a sad feeling.
A hurtful feeling even.
Because when you see that one person,
after ending the happiness
it hurts.
It really effing hurts.
Especially when you still love them.
And you feel guilty
if you have someone new.
You feel the guilt of still loving an ex,
while you have someone new who loves you dearly.
You love your new person dearly too,
but your heart still longs for the other one.
Still longs to have those familiar arms around you.
Still crave the feeling of their kiss that you've become so used to.
Still yearn to hear that calming, familiar voice tell you "I love you."
Though it will never happen.
You will never feel the familiarity of their arms warm around you.
You will never feel the softness of their kiss you are accustomed to.
You will never hear those familiar, sweet, loving words you have grown to adore.
You will never have them again.
And it hurts so effing bad.
It's so heartbreaking.
It absolutely, positively, sucks.
Love is happiness,
but it's also horrible and heartbreaking.

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I Hate You, I Love You

I hate your beautiful eyes.
I hate your stupid lips.
I hate your lovely hair.
I hate your adorable smile.
I hate the way you give me butterflies.
I hate the way your voice calms me.
I hate that I still love you,
even though you left me in the dust.
I hate that I love you,
when you chose her over me.
I hate that I still love you,
even after you broke me.

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I'm A Effing Horrible Person

I hurt him.
The one person I vowed to never hurt again.
The one person I was actually healing our friendship with.
I hurt him.
Again.
I was honest with my feelings,
on how I still loved him
but didn't wanna ruin what we had.
It hurt him.
He didn't talk to me.
He looked at me as if things were awkward again.
I made him feel like crap,
I know I did.
I feel like effing crap
because I made him feel that way..
I ruined everything..again..
I'm a eff up of a human being..
I don't deserve happiness,
I don't deserve love..
I'm a horrible person..
And a horrible person never deserves the good in life..

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My Red Rose

A love so sweet,
It’s like you’re given a red rose.
The nice scent,
bringing you calmness.
The lovely red color,
bringing you joy.
The beautiful sight the flower gives,
bringing you happiness.
You are my red rose.
You bring me peace,
you bring me joy,
you bring me happiness,
and you make me love you even more,
than I did the day before.

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Died For Your Love

I loved you for so long,
you returned those feelings at one point.
I was so happy with you,
I did everything for you,
I dropped everything to talk to you.
But after you left,
I realized I lost myself.
I gave my whole heart to you,
and lost myself in the process.
I became tired, and drained,
all because I loved you.
I hate that I still have those feelings,
because I killed myself,
all for you to love me.