suffocating on what used to be love
turned inside out, it's poison in my blood
you're half of the whole, of all my bad parts
running through my veins, forgetting what i've lost
still, i’m sinking in what only ever deepens
rock bottom’s never bottom, the grounds have only weakened
there’s always more to lose, more of you to bruise
worse never comes to worst
when your heart’s been split in two
my love’s not really love if i’m always overthinking,
a pity to be waiting
if it’s not reciprocated
sick of suffocating
leave me bare and naked
while everybody’s watching,
just take my heart and break it.
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Aathavi Thanges
Disposing my thoughts one page at a time
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OF MOTHERHOOD.
Dear mother-to-be, I wanted to let you know how very, very special I think you are. I don't think there can be any job that is more meaningful than the one you are about to begin, that of being a mom. You are the most important person in the world to your precious unborn baby, and you will be for many years.
By Catherine Nyomenda4 days ago in Writers
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Been there, done that, still there, my friend.
Fabulously written!!! Heartbreaking!!!