nunubeinginsecure
nunubeinginsecure
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nunubeinginsecure · 13 days ago
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The Weight of Holding On
In silent shadows, I cling to the past, A fragile hope that shadows the cast. Why is it so hard to loosen the grip, When love’s fragile thread begins to slip?
He doesn’t care, a truth so clear, Yet in my heart, I hold him near. A sick joke played on a wounded soul, Holding on, trying to make it whole.
People ask why I say nothing, why I hide, In the quiet depths where emotions reside. A battle within, a silent plea, Lost in the ache of what can’t be.
Letting go feels like surrender’s sting, But sometimes freedom is the only thing. To breathe, to heal, to find new light, Even in the darkness of endless night.
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nunubeinginsecure · 13 days ago
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Trapped in the Web of Unrequited Love
In the quiet shadows of her restless mind, she sits alone, A girl with trembling thoughts, her heart a fragile stone. Falling in love, a dangerous dance she couldn't resist, With him, her world a blur, her fears tightly coiled in a fist.
He drains her like a quiet tide, pulling at her core, Leaving her exhausted, craving something more— Yet afraid to let go, to break the chain that binds, For in her heart, she fears what she might find.
She hates this ache, this gnawing pain inside her chest, A silent scream she keeps, a longing she can't suppress. Wants to understand his mind, his hidden thoughts, What makes him tick, what battles he has fought.
She dreams of looking perfect, softer, more refined, Before she admits her love, before her heart is blind. He rejected her once, a scar that still remains, Yet hope persists, a stubborn, aching pain.
No one to confide in, no voice to share her fears, She buries her secrets, her doubts, her tears. Is his affection real, or just a fading flame, Or is he waiting, watching, playing some cruel game?
Does he desire her body, her soul, her essence, Or is this just a fleeting, selfish obsession? She questions his motives, her trust worn thin, Caught in this web of love and pain within.
Her mind is a maze, a storm of conflicting cries, Seeking clarity amid the lies. She wants to be loved for who she truly is, Not just for the moments he might dismiss.
Her heart aches for answers, for a sign, a clue, To understand if her love is pure, or he’s passing through. She longs to see inside his thoughts, his dreams, his fears, To break through the silence, to wipe away the tears.
But still, she hesitates, caught between hope and dread, Afraid to face the truth that might leave her shattered instead. She wonders if her feelings are just a childish game, Or if this love, painful as it is, could somehow tame.
In her mind, she whispers, in her soul, she prays, For courage to speak, for strength to face her days. To let go or to hold on, she doesn’t yet know, But she feels the storm inside her, fierce and slow.
And so she sits, wrapped in her silent cry, A girl with a fractured heart, too afraid to fly. Her love a burning ember, fragile yet intense, Caught in the chaos of her love’s immense.
She longs to understand, to finally see, If love is a blessing or a cruel destiny. But for now, she stays in her shadowed space, A girl lost in love, yearning for grace
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nunubeinginsecure · 14 days ago
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Shadows of the Crimson Club Massacre
In shadows deep where night unfolds, A woman in red, her story told, Within a club of darkness, grim, Her beauty flickered, soft and dim.
A gangster’s gaze, with longing burned, But she desired the freedom earned, From chains that bound her, dark and tight, Refused his touch, denied his night.
He lost his rage, in shame’s cruel grip, A deadly blow, her life did slip, Now echoes haunt his haunted mind, A ghost of guilt he cannot find.
Every day, he bears the weight, A haunted soul, consumed by fate, While she, in mirror’s silent plea, Paints her lips with crimson's decree.
Dark lipstick, her final art, A symbol of her beating heart, She stands immortal, fierce and free, A ghost in red, eternally.
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Thank you to the person who made this art, you really inspired me (sorry if the poem is lame)
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nunubeinginsecure · 16 days ago
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Feeling?
I'm not happy; it's something surprising, A shadow lingers where joy should reside, In a world that once sparkled, now dim and disguising, My heart feels the weight, like a turbulent tide.
I remember the laughter, the whispers we shared, The boy who once brought me the sun in his smile, Now clouds have descended, and I'm left feeling scared, Wishing for moments that linger awhile.
Anger wells up, and I question the skies, Why did you let this, O God, come to be? I plead with the heavens, my heart in a rise, A tempest of feelings, they'll never be free.
Disappointed in choices I wish I could change, I falter and stumble through memories lost, Was it love that was real, or a mere kind exchange? In seeking the end, I now bear the cost.
I long for the days when my heart could just soar, When laughter and hope were forever aligned, Now silence surrounds, and I can't help but implore, When will this sorrow release me, unbind?
Some year was ahead that I cherished with dreams, Where futures were painted with colors so bright, Now dimmed by the shadows, and torn at the seams, I wander through echoes, alone in the night.
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nunubeinginsecure · 18 days ago
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The Girl
My mom says I’m skinny and beautiful, Her words a melody, sweet and full. But in the mirror, I see something else, A girl with quirks, feeling quite out of place.
A big nose that tells tales of my kin, Ugly lips that curl, a battle within. Yet my eyes shine vivid, dark brown and bright, Almond-shaped wonders, they flicker with light.
Dark circles beneath them, a map of my nights, Each line a reminder of quiet fights. A face shaped like man’s, rugged and bold, I ponder if beauty is bought or is sold.
My eyebrows uneven, like branches of trees, Nature’s own art, swaying in the breeze. And while my belly’s not large, it might confuse, A whisper of life, in shadows I muse.
Mom sees a vision, a beauty untold, Yet I see reflections, the stories of old. Images tangled, my heart in a bind, Wrestling with shadows, a battle of mind.
I walk through this world, where standards loom high, With voices that echo, they judge and they pry. But deep down inside, I hold onto grace,
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nunubeinginsecure · 18 days ago
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I'm broken hearted, you see the rain, A mirror to the tears, a matching pain. I want him only him, a simple plea, No heights above, no depths beneath me.
Never nothing above, a truthful claim, Or below my heart, whispering his name. I asked God the creator, up above so high, Of everything that is, beneath the sky.
He said no, a silence sharp and deep, Leaving me in sorrow, secrets I keep. You the creator of everything, I now implore, Why say no to this love I so adore?
Why you wanna protect me, from a joy so grand, Now after the fall, after the shifting sand? Not when I met him, with stars in my eyes, Not then, before the love, before the lies.
Why make me feel hope, a fragile thing, Like a hummingbird’s wing, destined not to sing? Why make me go through this, a winding track, For two long years, there's no turning back?
Was it all a test, a cruel design, To see how much this broken heart could pine? Two years of laughter, whispers in the night, Now just ashes left, devoid of light.
I gave him my soul, without a trace of fear, Now shadows linger, always drawing near. The creator's silence, a heavy weight, Seals my lonely sorrow, seals my bitter fate.
So I'm broken hearted, lost in despair, A silent scream, a whispered prayer. Why him, why me, this tangled thread, A love now lost, forever dead.
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nunubeinginsecure · 18 days ago
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The Love & The Hate
I hate him, but I love him more, A tempest brewing on my shore, Inside my heart a war does wage, His smile, a spell, my mind's a cage.
I never wished for grand design, Just for a love that could be mine, But there he stands, with eyes so bright, Choosing her, my sister, in the light.
She looks like me, yet shines so clear, What is it that draws him near? It doesn't make sense, this twisted fate, To love him so, yet feel so fate.
I hate the way he makes me feel, The joy and pain, a bitter meal, With every laugh, a butterfly takes flight, Yet shadows linger deep in the night.
He makes me smile, ignites my soul, But when I see him, I lose control, A heart that dances, then hits the ground, In love’s cruel game, I am spellbound.
These tender moments, they bring delight, But they vanish fast, lost in the night, Why him, oh why, does he seem to choose, When my heart aches and I just want to lose?
I wish to die, this pain inside, A longing love I cannot abide, Yet still each glance, each fleeting touch, Reminds me that I care so much.
The laughter shared, the secrets told, In memories warm, I find the cold, How can one heart hold so many shades? Of love, of hate, a heart that sways.
Each tear that falls, a testament true, To the dualities of love I pursue, For in this love, I find my fight, A battle of shadows, both dark and bright.
So here I stand, with heart laid bare, Caught in the web of love and despair, I hate him still, but love him more, And wonder if he'll ever knock on my door.
Will he see me, the girl inside? Or pass me by, while I confide, In dreams of laughter, and hope so high, As I navigate this love, the reason why.
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nunubeinginsecure · 18 days ago
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Alone in life
Why am I here, my mom says I’m still a kid, In a world that feels heavy, where hope seems to hid. Other kids have a purpose, their dreams shining bright, While I wander in shadows, lost in the night.
Is it because I'm poor, and the weight's hard to bear? Or is it my face, with flaws that life doesn't spare? I see them all laughing, their joy in plain sight, But I stand here alone, searching for light.
Oh God, can’t you hear me? I’m crying inside, Watching the world like a river, I silently glide. Why can’t you see me, amidst all this pain? Do you laugh at my questions, my struggles, my stain?
The playground is bustling, but I sit on the edge, A teetering thought on a shaky old ledge. Why do I feel tainted, like life took a turn? With every harsh whisper, my spirit will burn.
I dream of bright futures where love is the key, A place where I'm valued, where I’m truly me. But darkness keeps calling, the whispers won't cease, In a battle with shadows, I yearn for some peace.
So I stand at the crossroads, uncertain and small, Wondering if anyone cares through it all. Do they see what I feel, the ache and the fright? Or am I just a flicker that fades in the night?
Dear God, just remind me that I’m not alone, That even a child can carve out a throne. With courage as my shield, I’ll break through the fear, For in this wild journey, I still seek to adhere.
So I’ll gather my pieces, all scattered and torn, And learn that from struggles, new blooms can be born. While others may shine, I’ll find my own spark, In the glow of my essence, I’ll light up the dark.
Why am I here? Perhaps it’s to grow, To learn in the silence, to cherish the slow. For every small heartbeat is a story to tell, And I’ll rise from the ashes, and I’ll learn to be well.
So let’s dance with the shadows, and sing with the stars, For every child carries a universe, ours. In the laughter of others, I’ll find my own cheer, And with each step I take, I’ll know why I'm here.
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