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I am leaving you
because I can't stand the sight of you,

or the pitch of your voice
or the way your eyes pop out of
their stupid sockets
My screams echo off the walls,

and bounce into the neighbors toilet
 where it bubbles up and bursts into dead ears
All all these god forsaken years that I have given you...

are like sand in my crotch
It irritates me
and I can squirm and itch but it does not go away
I loved you, you fuck.

 

but I am no longer in love with you

 

That is something you have to earn
and that is something you gave up on a while ago
while you were out living your life, shadowing over mine

I am leaving you

maybe not tonight
or tomorrow
but it's coming

 

and I'd love to see the look on your
face when I shut the door behind me,
leaving you with an empty apartment
an empty bed
an empty life

with the realization that I was the best

thing you had
and it's gone for good

because you would never give me what I gave you.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I never want to open my heart again. Or love again. In the end, everyone leaves you one way or the other. They leave physically, or emotionally. I have loved so hard before, that I would be sick for days. I have loved so hard before, that I thought rain was beautiful. I thought everything was beautiful. But love is a disease. And I am done with it. My heart is stone. I am the fool of fools.

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last updated 23 July 2013 - 4:51am
©23 July 2013 - 4:44am — life_used_to_be...
30 July 2013 - 9:25pm — running_with_rabbits
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oh man it has been TOOOO long

oh man it has been TOOOO long since I have been to your page but damn I am glad I found time today!

 

my fav part is this chunk

 

"I am leaving you

because I can't stand the sight of you,

or the pitch of your voice
or the way your eyes pop out of
their stupid sockets
My screams echo off the walls,

and bounce into the neighbors toilet
 where it bubbles up and bursts into dead ears
All all these god forsaken years that I have given you...

are like sand in my crotch 
It irritates me 
and I can squirm and itch but it does not go away"

 

ahahah sand in ym crotch best way to dsicribe anything

Much Love

Ashley

31 July 2013 - 4:49am — life_used_to_be...
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haha thanks rabbit! Yeah I

haha thanks rabbit! Yeah I think sand in the crotch can sum up a whole lot of nasty feelings we go through. It's the worst.

"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

31 July 2013 - 5:30pm — running_with_rabbits
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soo bad! freakin

soo bad! freakin beaches!

 

HUGS

 

Much Love

Ashley

26 July 2013 - 6:07am — nightlight1220
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We know when we've had enough

We know when we've had enough because when we have, words such as these are but a mere hump in the road that we learn to accept humbly and move on...but then, when you find the other person that can do the same, makes it much easier to learn how to not keep banging your head on the car ceiling. As always, nicely written!If you have written from real life now experience, many healing thoughts to you. ~peace~ 

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

25 July 2013 - 4:06pm — jessie2376
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So much hurt and anger...and

So much hurt and anger...and yet you have all the power in piece...i love ur style of writing bc its truth and not flowery bullshit . i love it when i find an artist whose words speak to me...and yours do like a sting slap in the face....love it