“We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.”
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“We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.”
— Unknown
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Always a reblog 😎
Erika Isac - Macarena
“You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.”
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
I wish I could move
Like I am alive again
I don't want to be a corpse just yet
I don't feel like myself
I am this cheap version
Pretending to be something I am not
And that takes the energy out of me
Leaves me empty inside
I am a bad friend, a bad daughter
A bad girlfriend and a bad sister
I am never here and I am selfish
I change with the seasons
Today I feel like rain
A storm is coming
And I don't know who will die tonight
Cause I've been dead for a long time
And I don't want to be
Looking for someone to save me
And not taking myself into consideration
This is a shout out for help
A word so heavy and hard for me
Mario Benedetti, La tregua. Domingo 17 de marzo.
Amo los domingos
-When the world feels cold just put 3 blankets on you and go back to sleep. I shall try again tomorrow! -
The smoothest skin, which curves reveal
The wettest lips, a tongue will feel
Those eyes that see, through scars and masks
And hands that touch, to feel and heal
A breath and voice which will awake
A craving monster, which you will shape
From human form and imperfection
To screams of Gods and pure perfection
'' I get so alone at times that it just makes sense. ''
#alone #lonely #stuckinmyhead #poetry #CB
"Your past can't be altered and your future doesn't deserve the punishment."
I have dirty feet
And dirty skin
And dirty hands
And no warm water to clean
My heart is filled with mud
Hard mud and garbage
And it hurts
I have no holy water to clean
All the pain and everything that happend to me
This is not a poem with a happy ending
It is about dirt... It is about hate
I have a dirty mind...
I have been tainted
With your fumes
The fumes of an old world that is on fire
And I walk on hot coals
I am trying to find myself
I am trying to clean and escape all the intrusive thoughts I have
But I have dirty hands
My nails are filled with your skin
Because I screamed and scratched you
And you didn't stop
You put the mud there
Right in my heart
Like I was a sculpture
And you thought you could mold me
Into something better
But I am still as dirty as I was
When I was born
My feet have blood on them
Because I walked on your shattered glass
You put it there intentionally
You wanted to hurt me
But the funny thing is when you feel pain
For a long time
it no longer hurts with the same intensity
You get used to it
I got used to that
I am used to feel the dirt on my hands
And the dried blood on my feet
And your skin under my nails
And the mud in my heart...
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