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you can’t treat me like i don’t exist
if i don’t
you can’t ignore someone
if they aren’t around to speak
you can’t use someone
who doesn’t exist.
or maybe you can
but at least i won’t be there to care if you do.
now i won’t be hurt by any of you.
suicide eyes
vicious cries
the many reasons why
I’m never heard
The lines you draw
in the slipping sand
slips right through your hands
the lines your draw
are always blurred
a bit uncomfortable
a bit disturbed
and once again
there’s that voice that’s never heard
I could fall away too
slip away from all of you
just like the sand
let me ask you then
will you then understand
how much you demand
of me
would you still demand the same
if I were still to be
here with you
if you only knew
how far away I am
yet how close I am
to the end
maybe then
you would treat me better than just a friend
but people never know what we have
until it’s gone
and I’m not the only one
I’m not the only one
I’ll never be the only one
singing the same old line
of the same old song
of how people
rarely ever change.
-kc

Suicide eyes
vicious cries
the many reasons why
I’m never heard
The lines you draw
in the slipping sand
slips right on through
your careless hands
the lines your draw
are always blurred
a bit uncomfortable
a bit disturbed
and once again
there’s that voice that’s never heard
I could fall away too
slip away from all of you
just like the sand
let me ask you something
will you then understand?
how much you demand?
of me
would you still demand the same
if I were still to be
here with you?
if you only knew
how far away I am
yet how close I am
to the end
maybe then
you would treat me better than just a friend
but people never know what we have
until it’s gone
and I’m not the only one
I’m not the only one
I’ll never be the only one
singing the same old line
of the same old song
of how people
rarely ever change.Â
-k.c.

Don’t talk to me
I’m nice
You use
So next time you are feeling down
I’m sure you can find some bitch
To dick around
You are a stranger to me now
Because you get what you give
Peace out bro
What you can’t seem to understand
and never have understood
–
is that since the first day i met you
i always wanted you
i loved you
from the moment i saw you
We were just friends for a long time
and were close but had a falling out
and i didn’t hear from you for 5 years
just like that
and it hurt like hell.
you had a girlfriend
and so i (even though it broke my heart)… moved on
then one day out of the blue
you came back
and i didn’t treat you like a stranger
i wasn’t angry or resentful
but now you’re out of my life again
ignoring me like i mean nothing
like i meant nothing
and this is after we actually were in love
i’m still in love
but
i can’t do anything about what you do
i’m not going to force you to talk to me
it’s obvious you have found someone new who you
call your wife.
i am not your friend because you don’t treat me like a friend
you haven’t been there
you haven’t even cared to see if I’m okay
so i let you go
and from now on
i will stay away
but forever this time.
we had something amazing
and you listened to a stupid bitch
who you and i barely knew
and now i don’t even know you
anymore
But it’s okay
i can’t feel bad or sad
that you don’t even care about me
the way i care about you
well… cared… before now
i can’t feel bad
about this anymore
i’ve tried
i’ve cried
i’ve reached out
with no reply
and now i see
that you don’t give a damn about me
AT ALL
and that’s okay
you want it this way
so
you got it
i release you from my heart and mind
forever.
i promise you that.
august 4 2023 9:53 am.
-Kyoko
I can only care
As much as you care about me
But I’ll be gone
And I won’t ever come back
Your hurt
Isn’t more important
Than my own
But I’m not hurting others
Because of it.
I don’t like anyone more
Than I love myself.
That may sound selfish
And it’s true
But I’m not selfish
Like most of you
Take it as you will
In the end
All that really matters
Is how you make someone feel
When you aren’t at your worst
When you don’t need them
Don’t mistake my kindness
For something more
Only good
To hit up
When you’re down low
And you’re in need
Don’t expect More
From anyone
When you only feed them crumbs
I’m not waiting
Too many people like you
To waste my time
I think you are beautiful
…
I will love you
from
the distance
you have put between us.
Giving only half of you
takes away all of me
but my love for you
will be somewhere in the space
between
you and me
just without a trace of my face
you can be as free as you want to be
just without me
you don’t like my intensity
call me drama
when life is full of fuckery
and fakery
but I’m not fake
I’m not ever gonna be like you
just for your fucking sake
but the loss of you
came at the loss of a part of me
and all you did
was see it as drama
well fuck you
when you someone you love dies
and you just get angry and drink yourself into a further fucking asshole fuck
I’ll just carelessly watch you
and remember how you crushed my love
and laugh as you run a muck
shit out of luck
and feel nothing for you
because you killed that in me
the day you
made the choice
to not care
and make me feel bad
for being human
for being real
for thinking I could count on you
for thinking you could deal
but you only know
how to take, use steal
and beat the love right out of me
but now I can clearly see
how fucking scared you are
of being close
so scared you made yourself believe
that you don’t need anything
don’t need anyone
don’t need anything
all that is real
you hate
and think is fake
and I don’t want anyone who’s too afraid
of anything.
the magic wears off
because you know how it works
it’s become boring
just as much as you.
I don’t want to lose it.
losing it makes me lose it
and ages a person
faster than the years
I want excitement
and 3 am adventures
chasing the moon
and discovering something amazing
about someone or something
that I never knew before
responsibility is a bit overrated
just don’t hurt anyone
and have as much fun as you can
and stop masking your fear
with the cloak of “freedom”
selfishness is good in doses
but we share this world with so many people
we need to care.
I miss the young you
I miss the young me
kidnap me
right now
and let’s discover something new
or rediscover something new
–
and while we’re at it
we can chase the moon
and feel alive
like children do
(or hopefully still do)
once again.
we’re not dead yet.
come and get me now
I’ve been taken from nowhere
just kidding, I’m here
and I can’t wait to meet you
who’s somewhere out there
quite possibly
feeling exactly like me.

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