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 Aug 2018 Bubbles
Jayce
I'd like you more if you stopped kissing the ribbons of scars on my arms  
Feel the cuts beneath your lips only to come away with a ring of blood coating your mouth
Tell me you love me while we stand in a puddle of my sins
Wrap my limbs around your body and fill my corpse with your affection
You'll have to worship me harder if you want to hear my heartbeat
Many have tried before you, if you fail you won't be the last
You'll destroy yourself on my jagged edges
 May 2018 Bubbles
Ricotta
blue
 May 2018 Bubbles
Ricotta
I
am
healing
but I don't want you to take off your shoes in my home yet

I
am
healing
but I'm still afraid of your touch

I
am
healing
but while I'm healing, you're burning like a broken electric wire, and while you burn you bloom

so yes, I am healing
slowly
trembling
feeling numb
but healing
 Apr 2018 Bubbles
AZ
What is pain(?)
 Apr 2018 Bubbles
AZ
Whats pain
Comes and goes like rain
Leaving a scar that remains
Wishing you could get it off like a stain
But it never fades
Just becomes your shadow
Follows you around
Youll never win that battle
So you embrace it let it out let it guide your pen
Let it give you meaning to the feelings you express Let it bring to life the pictures you paint
Let it bring to life the person you aint
The person that struggles to jot down a word Becomes the person that writes you verse after verse Person that brings you happiness and love
Is now the person who always looks at the worst Thats pain
Dont let it haunt you
Keep the past in the past
Dont let it shine through
Learn from your mistakes
May they make you better
Dont live by them tho
Cause every pill is bitter
And you try to forget
But even you cant forgive
Hurting the ones you love
So you try to relive
Wishing you can go back in time
Do your life over
Never write another rhyme
Cause every one is filled with blood and tears
And is it really worth it to ink down your fears
We all fear our pain
We all hide our faces were all ashamed
We all just wanna be free
But then we wouldnt be able to feel
We wouldnt be able to ****
We wouldnt know whats real
Pain keeps us going
Like happiness or rage
Its like a dagger through the heart
But makes it bigger in exchange
Just know that you can get through
Anything you sustain
And you shouldnt really complain
Kids are dying on the streets back home
Mums hear their screams knowing theyre all alone And no amount of tears is ever enough
They wonder why those killers werent in cuffs Thats real pain ill never face
I can only imagine myself in their place
Losing my loved ones to cowards who were too weak to escape And the devil used them as puppets sealing their fate
This doesnt even make any sense
I just need a little space to vent
Let out my frustrations the world is corrupt
And i wish my death was abrupt
Maybe thats a little too much
Maybe my thoughts are a little to rough
I guess i can be a little too tough
But i dont wanna see my ownn homies turn to dust
I dont know what to say about this one where i lived ive seen pain through so many different eyes i cant comprehend my own.
 Apr 2018 Bubbles
AZ
Glass walls
 Apr 2018 Bubbles
AZ
Got a lot of stuff to get off my chest
Feelings I have don't really need to be expressed
So I put them down in words lock em up in a vault then throw away the key down to the depths of the earth
It hurts but you gon see a smile up on my face
You probably think I'm a clown
You probably know its fake
And youre gonna keep asking and imma keep masking
Pain is for the weak and as I die please don't resuscitate
And I blame it on fate
That I'm where I needed to be
Not cause I'm lazy cause I can't write to a beat
Cause I don't have the lyrical abilities
Not cause I fall short spiritually
And I dare you to try to be me
Nobody tries to look beneath what they see
Nobody sees the part of me that bleeds
Nobody sees that it's hard for me to breathe
And that's the way I like it, transparency
I know this doesnt really look like a poem because i try to write rap verses and they dont flow super well so i figured why not post them somewhere
 Apr 2018 Bubbles
julianna
Some say I'm too young to be sad
Some say I'm too young to be nervous,
But at 6 years old I developed signs, but never did I show them
I have anxiety disorder, so my perception is awry
I hear noises when I'm home alone and think I'm gonna die.
My brain is on a high alert, a constant back-round noise
But sometimes light shines through the grey, so I will
keep on going.

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