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by Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Last year I was searching for ways I could make you love yourself a little more I showed up to your house with simple items I would later force down my throat So much self destruction within myself but I begged for you to sleep comfortable every night Today my mind is filled with moment I wish I didnāt find strength Bitter sweet taste progresses down my throat until my lips feel numb How is it that pain can make what feels like an empty room so much cozier He lays beside me without a sound but the tears hugging my cheeks I notice how he turns away every time my depression creeps It feels worse than the wrinkles formed on my face in attempt to make me feel whole I always feel more empty than I did before āIt has become an everyday thingā Youāre right so Iāve stopped telling you every time I wish I could sink into nothing
7/16/17 3:02 am
A reflection of me looks back every time I look at you It hurts me to know that I made you that way The first time your lips wrapped around the glass, I knew I saw how your eyes rolled and sadness filled the room I live with the guilt that I have caused you a pain that aches every time you breathe and have another sip I am the reason your arms are filled with nights you canāt get him out of your head I am replaced with bottles that fill your room and were once consumed by me Replaced by other lost girls on your drunken nights who wont hug you and worry like I do I miss concert night where we both could leave our broken minds in the beds we poured broken promises onto Where we didnāt think about those who were never willing to stay Where I didnāt feel the need to constantly blur my vision I miss nights where I could be intoxicated and cuddled up next to you without questioning why tears were falling down my numb face I miss my best friend
by Sophie Schultz