#wordsbybelle

[thoughtsofdead-roses-blog]

one day, you thought

I was the love of your life.

yet the next, you would change your mind.

I let you in.

I cared for you.

while you blocked me out.

and showed me no care.

But you gave me more pain

Than I could handle.

and not enough love

to make me feel safe.

And you pushed me away

and you pulled me close.

You drowned me in your love.

then you would barely quench my thirst.

You gave me so much

and so little

That it poisoned me.

I think we both know

I’m not the girl I used to be.

I’m cold now

I’m dark now

I’m scared now

your indecisiveness

broke my soul.

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Sometimes I envy

The simplicity of life

As a cat.

It sounds absurd

But there’s something

Appealing about

The ability to hide

In plain sight.

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The girl

You fell in love with

Is not who I am.

I am not

As beautiful as you say,

As smart as you think,

Or as unique as you believe.

I am who I am,

But I am not who you are in love with.

You are in love with a fairytale girl

I will never be.

I am darker, harsher, deeper.

I am more complex than a princess waiting for

her prince.

I am the dark horse, the one the villain rides.

You fell in love with the rose,

But I am the thorns.

I am not everything you want.

I am everything but.

I am me,

I am beautifully broken,

But I didn’t see that.

I just knew I was broken,

And I thought your love would fix me.

But I do not need fixing.

And you do not love me.

You say you do.

You cry out for me.

You beg me to stay.

But I cannot.

I must go,

Because there are princesses in towers,

Waiting for princes like you,

They need someone to save them.

I cannot be saved.

I do not want to be saved.

So I must go.

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Fitting

That her death will be brought

By something that once comforted her

Much like the way her heart was broken

By the one who taught her

To love

02/16/17

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She hesitated to let him in

But some greater power seemed to

Assure her he was to be trusted

She didn’t know how

But suddenly

He became the center

Of her shattered universe

but he ended up

breaking her

even more

and she realised

you can’t always trust

what seems to be

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There is power

In a glance away

There is power

In a simple refusal

There is power

In having enough strength

To be weak.

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She accepted

The bloom of the love

He bestowed upon her

Oblivious to

The thorns he had yet

To show

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She knew

He was like poison

Slowly seeping into her impressionable mind

But whilst he poisoned her

He was the anecdote

Her safe haven

Her world.

His touch

Was like fire

But also a salve.

He was the death and

Revival of her

Simultaneously.