I write shitty poetry.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

when i looked at you, i saw the rest of my life. when you looked me you simply saw a girlfriend.

to you, it was just another relationship. to me, it was forever.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

[poemsfromalostsoul]

somthing's awaken inside of me

and it isn’t good

[poemsfromalostsoul]

Don't let it stop you when half the week is good days and the rest is bad. If you do, you will spend the rest of your life in fear of the possibility that it could all turn bad.

don’t just learn to be alive, learn to live

[poemsfromalostsoul]

I get that you’re better than me. You’re smarter than me, you’re prettier than me, funnier, and hell, even our friends like you better. But you can not go around acting like you’re the only one who’s hurt.

I get it. You’ll always be the better one.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

And sometimes you end up missing someone so much you feel like you're dying

no matter how toxic they are 

[poemsfromalostsoul]

And remember, you're not the only one whose broken.

some don't let anyone see them defeated

[poemsfromalostsoul]

You were my person, but you broke me

i knew it was going to happen sometime, things this good never last for me

[poemsfromalostsoul]

She held emotion like a rubber band; stretch her as far as you wish and she'll snap right back, but sooner or later, someone will go too far, she will snap and it will be bad.

she’ll be broken, but you’ll be the only one badly wounded

[poemsfromalostsoul]

It's 3am and i'm overthinking again.

and sadness is flooding my mind

[poemsfromalostsoul]

I find myself no longer thinking about you

and your face no longer controls my thoughts

[poemsfromalostsoul]

I tried drinking to forget every bad thing that's ever happened, 

but all I got was a buzz and the reminder that nothing could ever take the 

place of this ache.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

There's an emptiness in my chest where there use to be love, over the years it dissipated and in it's place grew a heart so cold it never felt a single emotion again.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

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[poemsfromalostsoul]

Everything around us is a potential killing machine. Bridges and buildings can collapse, cars can crash, cigarettes can rot your insides, and even our own bodies betray us.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

When they ask me how i’m doing, I say ‘i’m just fine’ because I am neither happy nor sad just somewhere in-between; and when you see me i’ll be crying because for once, i’m not lying.

[poemsfromalostsoul]

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