#fyp #mentalhealthawareness #ex #poetry #love love controls lots what I’ve done but making stuff because I miss her still sucks. Made over 70+ song some good most bad. Made this one in one rushed night. Meaning I didn’t sleep for three days. Title: Her I sit in a room where you u

#fyp #mentalhealthawareness I think it’s time for me to stop writing about this for a while. I don’t really know why I kept coming back to it. Maybe because getting the words out was easier than letting them sit in my head. Living with BPD kicks my ass most days. Some days I don’t even

#fyp #mentalhealthawareness #love #poem #ex Thinking about it just bums me out. I love her. At least I think I do. Because she made my heart beat in two. I hate admitting that. I know I’ll probably never see her again. Never hear her voice. Never know the person she’s become.

#fyp #mentalhealthawareness #poems #love #emotions I still don’t know why I write. I just start typing. Then later I go back and fix the grammar like somehow that makes any of it make sense. I’ve filled notebooks with what I can only describe as madness. Page after page. Thought

#fyp #mentalhealthawareness #story #ex #love I think I’m growing up a little bit every day. Not in the way people think. Just realizing some things don’t come back no matter how loud you scream for them. You can love something with everything you’ve got. Beg for one more chance.

#fyp #poerty #ex #love #mentalhealthawareness Alright, one last crash out. Looking back, I probably treated people worse this past year than I ever have before. Not proud of it either. There were good people too. Amber was one of them. She deserved better than the version of me

#mentalhealth #LoveYourself #embracevulnerability #fyp #ex Looking back, I don’t think I learned much from the breakup. I’m still doing the same stuff. Just colder. More distant. Caring less. Maybe losing you made me stop caring about myself too. You always wanted me

#fyp #poetry #love #mentalhealthawareness @ladybispretty I don’t really know why I’m writing this. Maybe because I’m tired of poetry. Maybe because I don’t remember most of last week. Maybe because talking is easier than thinking. It’s been almost two years. People assum

#poerty #mentalhealthawareness #fyp #lovestory #LoveYourself A lot of people followed me because of the poems I post the last couple years. Some of those poems came from a place of love, regret, guilt, anger, and grief. They were never written to hurt anyone. They were simply the only

Hey… I don’t even know how to start this, not really. I’ve written a thousand versions of this in my head some screaming, some silent, some breaking apart mid sentence. But this is the one I need to get out. There’s been this pain in me. Constant. Unmoving. Not sharp like a knife more like

If I could give you one thing… it wouldn’t be an apology. You’ve already heard those. You’ve carried enough of my pain. No, if I could give you one thing It’d be peace. Peace so warm it melts every memory I ruined. Peace so whole it replaces every hollow space I left in your heart. Becaus

I don’t know if I love you or if I wish I love you. But I must love you, right? Because this pain it’s not shallow. It’s not fake. It claws at me. Every day. If I didn’t love you, why would I feel like I’m falling down a well with no bottom? That’s what it feels like falling. And I don’t even kn

I learned to love at 16, but the 16 years before just haunt me still. Now 7 years of love I tried to give now are haunting memories, her laugh, smile, eyes, face, voice, haunt me in my dreams. #tragic love story #brokenlove #Lemon8Diary #poem #mentalhealth

Just someday I’ll make her proud. #mentalhealthawareness #love #pain

Time is the only thing we all don’t have, maybe someday she’ll see me & smile. #poem #time #fyp #love

From my understanding bpd is trash, wish I could get better with it but I see myself just as a poison on the earth, something that never meant to be, something that’s not meant for this world. Everyday that feeling just gets stronger. #fyp #poem #depressionsupport #lost

Making mistakes is always my specialty since I can remember, don’t attend to hurt anyone nor lose the one thing I actually loved in the world. I just do it don’t know why🤷‍♀️ #poems #fyp #love #ex #heartbreak

A Martian day is about 24 hours and 37 minutes, and a Martian year is 687 Earth days. #fyp #poem #heartbreak #love #life

Initially considered the ninth planet, Pluto was reclassified as a dwarf planet by the International Astronomical Union (IAU) in 2006. #fyp #embracevulnerability #pluto #planet #poem

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