surviving the storm

By subst4ncias

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A collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days More

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changes
empty
tough love
spliting
a n x i e t y
guilt
who am i ?
x
lost
airplane mode
missed calls
devil in sheeps clothing
cable guy
x pt.2
touch
flat character
pride
muffled
old
plants
therapy
d e s t r u c t i o n
youre worth it
easy
paranoid
living within the storm
hands to myself
addict
Toxic
Night
s u p p o r t
apologies
dont leave
candle
feminism
loner
the morning
funeral
shame
anti depressants
sad
playlist
rebirth
heat
unapprecaited
prey
t r a i t s
sneaking out
music
selfish
o n e f a c e
one & only
forgetful
i dont love you anymore
cuts
shadow
born & raised differently
Bad liar
early
movie scene
insomnia
binging
how did it feel
anger
alive
color me
stranger
dial tone
insecure
distance
her
cage
untitled
snow
vulnerable
reminder
ctrl
ambition
gentle
mint chocolate chip
disconnected family
t w o f a c e s
gag
self harm
dance
the dark
inner thoughts pt.1
Bones
watch
Drinks
waiting
missing puzzle piece
d e s i r e
plastic
spoke
torment
uninvited
the little things
Vulnerable
the good and bad
hunger
excuses
X
depersonalization
real
screamswehear
scarred
scars
discovery
exposed
doomed
the storm
tan skin
starring role
sober
not used to it
hidden
r E a L
the loving
Somebody else
my kind of woman
dowtown
ache
Piano
teenage dream
hopeless
victim
feel
self - hate
Promise ring
revolution
migrant
the letter
Leaving
underrated best friend
surviving the rainy days
mask
Religion
the struggle
blood
features
options
notes
Tunes
h e a l i n g
crazy
rain
home
il sesso
voice
after the storm
whatheleavesbehind
Content
arethingsmeanttobesaid
Trauma
by myself
bad guy
running out of time
emotions
It will rain
still beating
Unkiss me
End
Infatuation

broken promises

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By subst4ncias


why do I do that? that thing, where I say I'm going to do something yet don't even make it halfway through. I've devised the plan, start to finish, but there I go crumbling them up, setting myself up for failure.

- impulsiveness

one of the broken promises I make, most often is that I get so frustrated I tell myself not to let anyone in. To shut the whole world out. It's bad sometimes. As I reach this point I don't feel like talking to anyone. It is as if I'm bluntly blaming everyone around me, begging for them to go away. When in reality, I need them the most. It's annoying needing people, have I always been this clingy? Holding on to things, solely because of the memories they held with me. It is as if everything that comes through my doors, I grow attached too afraid that they'll go away. I don't want to have people but I need people, is that so wrong?
I already have so many that hate me as it is, why do I lie to myself saying I'm done with people and there I go. Walking in circles once again.
I don't want to let anyone in, but something about meeting new people ignites a fire in my soul. Though it could hurt, people can be so beautiful. Learning how they think, act, live, is interesting to me. I can never grasp the concept of how people can be alluring. Maybe we need to dig deeper and accept that we all need to put aside our differences. Put down your barrier and let me in.

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