poetry
Poems with big feelings and emotions
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As I walk into a world where I have been forced to create new dreams I sit and ponder and ask myself if you’ve had to do the same thing Are you walking along this path unknown to you or to me Are you hurting because you don’t want to let go of the dreams…
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Holding on to a dream that won’t come true. A fantasy that you have lived over and over again until the edges were so worn you had to file it away in between the books where their love wasn’t forlorn. You hold on to a moment that has long since been forgotten, he’s moved on…
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Have you ever felt yourself drifting off to sleep holding on to a memory as the tears fall down your cheeks the darkness surrounding you until you can’t feel much of anything At least until you really start to dream… Always, Gv Rioz
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Letting you go has been the hardest part of my life, I loved you so long I forgot who I was. My heart tied in strings and held far away from everything. I put you on a pedestal you did not deserve. I loved you despite your flaws and your darkness I gave it my…
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I write about my own experiences mostly. And I find that in the dark I’m not afraid because I can peel off all of what I am and reveal the raw underside of when all the masks fall off. Mental health is an important part of overall health and I have come to see that…
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What happens when you let the broken parts of you die and you allow yourself to truly live?
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Tomorrow, yes I think tomorrowIt will be time for me to love meI’ll put away all of my sorrow All of the things that make me cryI’ll stop going over every sentence that turned out to be a lieYes tomorrow I’ll let it all goI’ll remember that today was the last day I sat here…
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Happiness seems to shroud away from me Pleasantly floating in the empty spaces I can’t see But why can’t I touch, grasp, and embrace it I know that I only need a little bit It seems to bob and weave out of my hands A butterfly not wanting to be caught in this dance…
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