healing – skin loves fever

waiting out the days

Don’t want to scream and shout
but I can’t seem to figure it out
I feel like half a person
a big hole in soul
a big hole in my heart
when I reach out to you
you just tear me more apart

and I wish I was better
maybe better off dead
I let myself go through it
be in it
just to get you out of my head.

it’s so easy for you to be mean
hide behind your smoke screen
if you ever loved me
if you ever cared
I can’t tell
I’m not well
you love seeing me down
you love putting me through hell

and I wish I was happy
maybe I’d be better off dead
I have to get through this
be in this
just to shed you from my head

I know things will get easier
time heals
or so they say
but right now
I’m all kinds of broken
-just waiting out the days

until I’m okay again

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Above is a great journal to help you get through a breakup. Sometimes keeping a record of how you feel and what you’re going through day by day can help you better understand yourself and be more self-aware. It also can help you be aware of unhealthy patterns and habits.

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halt by kyoko cole

shadows kiss

this

soft parade down

town

i see you in the month

of gloom

doom

and prance my little dance

around your grave

all the things we cannot save…

the long goodbye

meets the short hello

the time we waste

is wasted below

the belt

and shine

waiting for

the finish line

the end

is not the way

to live

to love

or to spend your day

shake the trees

so the fallen leaves

die to the ground

open your ears

and listen

to the sound

as we miss

many a shadows kiss

has it come to this?

let’s go back to the start

and that begins within

the mind and inside the heart.

mind and heart

think and feel

dream and make

believe

imagine it and it will be

come

one with one

we are.

born again

Mister selfish

You fucked up royally this time

There won’t be a next

User

Abuser

Loser

You are those things by the way you choose to behave

Cause you are aware

But right now

You really don’t care

How to treat others

Cause you’re so consumed with treating yourself

To everyone and everything you please

Remember this

There’s no reason for me to give you

Any good that you will want again

After the way you treated me

The way you treat her behind her back

You lack

Morals

And any sense of how to be good

And someday

It will be time for you to repay

You’ll get yours

even worse

Than you could ever imagine

And I hope it hurts you deeply

Cause it’s the only way

You’ll ever learn…

How it feels

When someone does what you do

Right back at you

Remember today

And you’ll know why

You deserve to hurt and have no one there

To help you escape

Soon you won’t be able to escape yourself and your shit anymore

Amateurs (don’t take things or this so seriously)

thirteen ways to kill your lover
a hundred and one ways to die

Thirteen ways

To kill your lover

A hundred and one ways to die

It pays

To be

Cemented in your ways

Or does is pay to be

Wild in the streets

Like a wild card

Jump up jump around
New York girls

Are too hip

As they hop

To the top

of the Empire state building

Which I don’t care to ever climb

A Hot house
As Cold

As your unbearable heart

Finish what you start, you say

As everything slowly starts to shift

Deterioration, they said

Right before it was dead

It was everything that ever was

That is not a thing any more

That couple over there

Kindly lent their owner

To the dogs

Frequencies are
Less frequently

Felt in the air

The less we care

The more we

Dread

The dead

That’s a coming

Round the bend

So buckle up partner

It’s coming to the end

The perfect partner

Of An imperfect pair

Doesn’t dare

Taunt

The electronic wizard

The human lizard

But will haunt

The Spirit hunter

And the Catholic priest

Who will soon sit down

For the mighty feast

And break some bread

And both get fed

The last supper

Is a coming soon

Blasted allegories
Blast past noon

You are Not there

In the making

the making that never was

Was never there within you

Take me to the river

Drown me in the water

Let it cover me up

And Let my body sink low

The more you say

The less you know

Misleading

Misreadings

Draw on you now

Like the raise of an arm

And the hand that signals the alarm

To wake up

Wake up

WAKE THE FUCK UP

Before it’s too late

wait it already is …

-kyoko cole 2017

there’s no other way

there’s no other way
and no other day
to say
goodbye
all the things
i would, would not
and could never say
but now i need to go away
i really did try
day after day
just to get by
some things are for letting go
some things we must learn to let die

Sometimes

I will not
have you
Act like you did nothing
But be clear
About something
That was never clear
I will not
Have you
Matter to me
More than I matter to you
I will look at this
And see it for what it is
And look at you and see you for how you are
And i will remember this
And not ever be confused in thinking that your actions before were what they OBVIOUSLY are not now
Maybe someday you might see things from my side
But I don’t need to be close
To something that is so far away
To someone who closes me off
I don’t need to be anything or anyone
That means nothing
To you