sleeping through the chaos. {insta: veexozo}rough drafts of my poems are published here
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i wonder.
do you think of me when the stars align?
when the ocean stretches her waves to reach the moon?
do you think of me?
do you think of us?
do you reminisce the feelings we shared?
i wonder.
i wonder if it was real.
i wonder if it was true love.
if i’m left wondering, what're you up to?
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lost love
the ache in my chest,
throbs with denial,
to acknowledge your lost love.
the act of denial,
appears to be more severe,
rather than your act of absence.
my admiration for you,
still slowly flows,
softly,
surrounding me,
acquainted with the facade of your lost Iove.
inadequately embracing hypocrisy,
judgmental stares come forth,
two sides of a coin,
colors of the checkered cloth.
i simply fail to omit the hope,
blooming in my chest.
enveloped dourest,
sour moments of detest,
for the lack of—
the swan song named dreaming of love.
~veexozo
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she disappeared from you
you do not know me,
you know of me.
when you hear my name,
i bet you reminisce,
of me and you.
now, that it changed,
you seem to hold on,
i’m completely gone.
time cannot rewind,
i cannot be who i once was,
it is not monstrous,
to move on.
you must let go of me.
me and you,
were never meant to be.
i’m sorry.
it hurts to miss you,
when i know
it was hard to love you.
-veexozo
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when you have nothing else to say,
nothing else to wish for,
you’ll stay silent,
because that’s all you could do.
And I,
will silently wish for you.
To be back by my side,
here with me.
~the girl who doesn’t know what to do, veexozo
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before i slept,
i thought of how different it’ll be,
without you here by me.
and then i cried,
about the times,
when you were by my side.
~ veexozo, the girl who misses you x
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over thinker
i tend to make the simplest concept
into something more
maybe it’s the overthinking side of me
i could discuss how cake is deliciously good to devour
or how bad it is taken from a diabetic perspective
I could go on and on about
how even if it seems good
it doesn’t particularly mean it’s good for you
an alcoholic would say “i drink to waste away the negativity” so it makes them feel better
yet it’s slowly destroying, rotting their body inside and out
i could go on and on about
how cake is so good i wouldn’t care if I’ve gotten fat and to be deemed as obese
or how i haven’t ate much and be deemed as anorexic
i could conjure up so many thoughts
about little things
No one would ever bother thinking of
I guess it’s the way a over thinker thinks
-veexozo, the girl who overthinks
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rich fails to succeed
throwing money at me like a slut,
should be happy i got a few bucks,
thinking it should be enough,
mock happiness,
viscously diverse,
incapable of masking the hurt
~ the girl who understands the meaning of “money doesn’t always buy happiness”
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i hope you hear my sarcasm
urge to scream,
“what the fuck, what is wrong with you?!”
but, im just another teen
swirling hormones,
mixed emotions.
deemed naive to what im feeling,
unknowingly seeking valdilation.
it’s out of my control
my happiness, they stole.
not irrational,
just factual,
they’re true to me.
raw,
genuine,
emotions.
it’s fucking real,
i know what im feeling.
~ she wishes you to hear her sarcasm
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panda eyes
it was the first,
you’ve expressed brotherly love
i always unknowingly seeked comfort,
it’s hurts to know she’s giving no effort.
i unknowingly seeked love,
i wanted reassurance.
you picked the worst time to say i love you,
you’d arrive late, past curveiw.
you’re leaving,
and she’s just fucking watching.
no utter of disagreement,
i was ambivalent,
family filled love,
yet you’re easily dispose of.
early goodbyes,
dark panda eyes.
tears blur my vision,
she’s too smitten
~the girl who cries, with panda eyes xx
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the girl who’s eyes burn
i cried thinking of you,
your words deeply wound me
your actions made me ill.
my head aches,
my eyes burn.
revenge on my mind,
you’ve crossed the line.
you’ve caused me trauma,
i want you to suffer,
my friend karma,
agreed to a favor,
i hope she ruins you.
~the girl who’s eyes burn x
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the girl who connected the stars
why don’t you listen?
Come on, stay for a while
Listen to my story.
Hear my cries,
Unravel my thoughts,
For the true meaning hurts.
Can you keep up?
It’ll connect to why I’m like this,
like constellations of stars,
galaxies in the universe,
if you can interpret my thoughts,
you’ll see what I can create.
It’ll be magnificent,
tears glisening in the moonlight,
as if your drop of tear was made of stardust.
Can you see it?
the picture I created that is.
~sincerely, the girl who connected the stars x
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