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dear you:
there are storm clouds in your eyes
and all the warning signs
are pointing to destruction.
the cracks marring your cheeks
are oozing pus
and lies
and your makeup coverings have failed you.
you're falling apart
and screaming through every minute
and don't you see?
you've lost pounds of soggy eyelashes
and your skin is leaking pigment,
and god,
i only want to help you,
but you don't see yourself the way i do.
dear mirror girl:
i'm not happy with your grin.
it's much too fake;
a sloppy paint job
with no hope of ever changing.
you have rings around your eyes
and all you care to do is stare in desolation,
but don't you get it?
i'm tired of this lie.
take your hands out of your pockets
and wipe those tear-stains from your cheeks,
alright?
there are more important things
than beauty sleep
and relaxing baths
and that drawing in the corner.
wake up
and smell reality:
the rain falls everywhere,
not just on you.
dear me:
please,
stop squashing your heart.
i realize it's fragile
and it's broken
and it hurts...
but please...
i need it to breathe.
stop choking me with tears
and guilt
and apologies...
and just let me breathe.
there are storm clouds in your eyes
and all the warning signs
are pointing to destruction.
the cracks marring your cheeks
are oozing pus
and lies
and your makeup coverings have failed you.
you're falling apart
and screaming through every minute
and don't you see?
you've lost pounds of soggy eyelashes
and your skin is leaking pigment,
and god,
i only want to help you,
but you don't see yourself the way i do.
dear mirror girl:
i'm not happy with your grin.
it's much too fake;
a sloppy paint job
with no hope of ever changing.
you have rings around your eyes
and all you care to do is stare in desolation,
but don't you get it?
i'm tired of this lie.
take your hands out of your pockets
and wipe those tear-stains from your cheeks,
alright?
there are more important things
than beauty sleep
and relaxing baths
and that drawing in the corner.
wake up
and smell reality:
the rain falls everywhere,
not just on you.
dear me:
please,
stop squashing your heart.
i realize it's fragile
and it's broken
and it hurts...
but please...
i need it to breathe.
stop choking me with tears
and guilt
and apologies...
and just let me breathe.
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Hm.
I'm being a bit hard on myself me thinks.
Ah well, it's something, at least.
April 2010
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I'm being a bit hard on myself me thinks.
Ah well, it's something, at least.
April 2010
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Please check out:
the places we keep our hearts
by
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oh dear gosh. this is fantastic.
"the rain falls everywhere,
not just on you."
that is far too beautiful. today those are my favorite words. (:
"the rain falls everywhere,
not just on you."
that is far too beautiful. today those are my favorite words. (: