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Like so

September 17, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

Twisted, convoluted and broken

We come to each other in pieces

Wanting to make a whole.

But all we ever do

Is sink into a dark hole

And wonder why we can’t fix each other, like so.

Posted in Family, Friendship, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Part

August 13, 2021August 12, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pink hand at the centre. The hand is held up with fingers spread out as if to reach for something above it. The nails are painted neon yellow.

At times I think I’m selfish.

If everything were to end,

But we can stop it from happening,

If it means we would be eternally apart

I would rather let it burn down

Than for us to part.

Posted in Family, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Hold

August 5, 2021August 4, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands holding onto one another, fingers interlocked with neon blue nails.

I’ll hold you like you haven’t been held.

Gently as you sleep.

I’d like to tell you how my feelings are unparalleled,

But despite my writings, I’d rather things like that be felt

Because I’ve heard so many words in the past

To find that nothing has lasted

So I won’t take this for granted

This is just me trying to be candid.

Posted in Family, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Vain

August 4, 2021August 1, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands, fingers interlocking. The left arm is held over at the top, as if leaning on a head. Their nails painted neon yellow.

Pain is dreaming of you

Over and over and over again.

I’m trying to wash off this stain

But it bleeds in vain.

Don’t appear in vain

I don’t want to see you ever again.

Posted in Family, Friendship, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Reminder

July 31, 2021July 26, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with the back of a pink hand in a clawing motion with neon green fingernails.

It’s a painful reminder of what I have lost

Or was it the betrayal?

I bet you’re sick with glee

And though I can’t bear to physically hurt

The darkness in me would rather see you drowning in dirt

But I guess I’ll leave it to God to do his work.

Posted in Family, Friendship, LifeTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

A day

July 26, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetry1 Comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands and pink fingertips - one hand is leaning onto the wrist of the other.

Let’s wrap this up

And call it a day.

I’ve cried enough

And I’ve done more than enough

So please, let’s just call it a day.

Posted in Family, Friendship, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Ego

July 25, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of hands. The yellow hand is held up and the blue hand is holding onto its wrist in a restrictive manner. They have neon pink fingernails.

I didn’t do it to hurt

But that I couldn’t cure my own hurt.

It’s not out of lack

But rather my own lacking.

How egoistical must you be

To make it about you?

Posted in Family, Friendship, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Lying

July 18, 2021July 17, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands and neon yellow nails with one hand is holding onto the back of the other.

I hate lying

But I hate it even more

When you give me no choice

But to lie.

I’m lying to keep your truth

Whilst denying my own truth.

Posted in Family, Friendship, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Don’t

June 28, 2021June 27, 2021 buildpoetry1 Comment
There is a black background with a blue hand held up with the index finger pointing as it to disapprove. Their nails are painted neon pink.

I once waited for an apology

But now I don’t need your sorry.

I can’t even return to the naive me

To pretend to believe your sob story.

Why don’t you save your acting,

For someone who still worries?

Posted in Family, Friendship, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Miss

May 15, 2021May 7, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
A pair of pink hands held up with fingers curved as if they were crying.

Sometimes I miss you so much.

I wish I had more time to hold you.

I wish I could have been there in your last moments,

Just like the first.

Posted in Family, LoveTagged muses, poems, poetry, writing

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