i'm never a priority
i'm never someone's reason for waking up
the giver, never the taker
never the taker, always the asker
i ask for time
i ask for patience
i ask for comfort
i'm never a priority
never the taker
never the reason
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I was just a kid
I was just a kid.
I wasn't supposed to see that.
I wasn't supposed to do that.
I wasn't supposed to feel that.
I wasn't supposed to hear that.
I was just a kid.
By Val (22.03.22)
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Last spring
I heard the birds
Sing
Their happy tunes
For all
I hoped
It would
never
end
But beasts of prey
Cried angry
Lies from
Their lofty perch
And chased
The birds
Away
They abandoned nests
In this chilly
Land
Their joyful chorus
Gone
A single feather now remains
Beckoning me
“hold on”
(via HOPE(less))
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The Fate of the Tearling — Erika Johansen
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Does anyone else talk to trees.
There's a Willow tree a street away from where I live. It's stands lonely and big, surrounded by high-rise living quarters. I find myself muttering worries to them, that I had buried deep to my core, whether they can hear me? I'm not sure.
But I still feel a sense of companionship with this barked covered figure. At the truck I stand, with branches blanketing and blocking me for unforgiving hands. Perhaps they understand.
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I have a shadow that never leaves my side
It follows me everywhere I go
Every day and Every night
It’s always there lurking
I can’t seem to shake it no matter what I do
This gnawing, aching constant feeling of loneliness
My constant companion
The only thing to never leave me
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The Poetry Library: Spotlighting Emerging Poets on Tumblr!
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The Child You Never Wanted
you tell me to brush my own hair
I don’t know how
you roll your eyes and tell me to figure it out
I’m brushing as hard as I can
Tearing pieces of my hair out with knots, clumped up and bloody
I’m crying and go to tell you there’s blood
mommy I’m not sure if what I’m doing is right
But you scream at me for bothering you
Can’t you do anything by yourself?
Why did I even have you?
I run and hug her, tell her I’m sorry I cried
I love you mommy, I won’t ask again
I squeeze harder, if the hug is big enough
it shows how much you love them
She doesn’t hug me back.
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it's the little things
I am from east europe and my
name can't be pronounced
in the midwest so I dumb
it down
for them
but she said it right
and that was enough for me
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