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Barely There

I've cried away my makeup,
It's taken away my mask
And all I'm left with is
Emptyness.

When I think of how you've

Disappointed me

I want to reach inside my mind

And take you away. Cleanse myself

Of every memory of you until

I can forget you were there at all.

 

Not that there ARE many memories of you.

You weren't there, remember?

 

Thinking about it makes me angry.

I want to scream at you

and shout and hit and tell you how

I hate you...

 

But I want to run to you with open arms

And your arms will be open too,

And I will cry like I always wanted

And you will hold me

And I will be safe, for the first time...

Like I should have been, always.

 

My disapointment, my fear, my hurt

and love will not break down your wall

You built against me, impenetrable and all

Consuming.

 

And no matter how hard I try

I cannot bring myself to climb it.

Author notes

Phew. Bit of a marathon poem. Sorry!
Just some thoughts I wanted to get off my chest and poetry is kinda my cure-all xD
So sorry if it's a bit of a ramble.
Constructive criticism welcom, as always!

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  • Blue-Rose Beauty
    June 30

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    I liked that. It was good.

    Favorite line: Not that there ARE many memories of you.
    You weren't there, remember?
    and..
    I've cried away my makeup,
    It's taken away my mask

    That was strong.

    Areas that need improvement: I can't think of any at the time.

    Overall grade: 7


  • SizzyFid
    April 18

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    Quite enjoyed reading this actually!

    This is a perfect depiction of conflicting feelings in love, if you ask me. What better way to describe it? You love them, and would jump into their arms given half the chance, but you hate them for not letting you.

    I don't know if that's what you were trying to say, but that's what I got from this.

    The ending is nice too~
    I'm a sucker for endings, if you haven't guessed.
    It's like you're not brave enough or strong enough to go out there and try again~ You'd rather just wither.

    This is just me though, I'm sure.
    I have no courage.

    Lovely write, beautiful girl. x