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1. someone came up to me the other day, and told me
that if i didn't start using capital letters in my poems,
she wouldn't read any more of them.
i just told her in a quiet voice that i was tired of screaming
at people who would never listen.

the thing with me is that i always
read too much into things-
people, newspapers, fucks, metaphors.
and usually i fall in love with things that
could never love me back.

2. i destroy the things that mean
the most to me, and i've never gotten the hang
of writing in stanzas.

most days i walk around reciting numbers
and other people's poetry, but usually
i just count the seconds i spend falling apart and
avoiding the things that make me whole because
self-destruction will always be my forte.

3. broken people seem to have a way of finding each other.
like we work under this assumption that we can find
perfect in each other's missing pieces,
even though we all know two wrongs will never make a right

"do you want me to fuck you?" you ask,
because you want to hear the yes, the affirmation that
someone could love you as much as you don't love yourself.
and i say yes, because your happiness will always be worth more than mine
but really i am saying, nononono,
i want you to fall in love with me.

broken people do not help other broken people.
we destroy them further, even if we do not mean to.

4. sometimes people ask me why i seem so grown up.
they ask where my childhood went.
sometimes i tell them that peter pan raped my mother,
or that i've crossed out too many 'grace and _____ forever'
or that the government cancelled my ability
to reach for the stars.

i never tell them that i think my childhood
just got very good at hiding from the bruises and
black eyes that threaten its life.
it sits on my collarbone and inside the dip of my ankle
and i will always keep its secret.

there are days when i want to be a poet,
and i have to remind myself to care about others.
i was always the kid in the back who
chewed on blue colored crayons and told herself
that silver was the best she could ever achieve

5. i make my houses out of photographs and help the wolf blow them down.

for so long, i've held my fists closed and now
i think i've forgotten how to let go.

This Is Me Screaming At You.
this isn't really a poem guys. it's just little fragments put together, but i am too tired for anything else. and i'm still trying to find me, so this is a list of everything i already know.

because there are thirty minutes left in thanksgiving, i am not thankful for the sound the trees make when they tap on my window, but i am thankful for my family. i am not thankful for ladybugs or marshmallows, but i am thankful for my friends. and i am not thankful for "broken", but i am thankful for this life.

thank you and i hope that you are thankful too.

EDIT:oh my god guys. what. why? guys. oh my gosh. thank you all so much~ you know, every time i log in after submitting a poem, i, like, tell myself "don't get your hopes up, maybe there'll be one or two new messages." and this? oh god, guys. i love you so much and now i'm going to log off before i hyperventilate because front page
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LittleSkankerBoy Featured By Owner Nov 17, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
amazing style, I really enjoy the interesting makeshift symbolism -happy that poetry is still alive, out there. love this shit,
straygod Featured By Owner May 21, 2014
fuck capitalisation
jessmia Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I LOVE this! It's awesome ♥
eyoolove Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2013
Its beautiful... We are all broken in our own little ways, don't you think?

MindOfInsanity Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
I like you. I think I might be broken too.
crystalline-skies Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2013  Student Writer
arabesque-o Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2012  Student Photographer
everytime. your words take my breath away.
artgeek99 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This is absolutely a poem. I love your style. It's so unique and well done.
s0nicxbloom Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2012
How can you be so good with words?
Everything you write is so relatable and pleasant in a messed up way
DamienDoesntCare Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
YOU saved my day^^ brought my creativity back this piece :-* thank u
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