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I hurt too much to cry

by Mimo 10/15/2018

written by Mimo

I’m unsure as to what to feel.

Whether that’d be to cry or to hold my chest in shear pain.

I lay in bed and hurt, as my memories flood in and take over.

You said you wouldn’t know if you’d move on, now simple days like these have me imagining what you’d do with that other person.

You said that no, it wasn’t my fault, that you were the one needed fixing.

Then why can’t you wait, why are you telling me not go wait for you.

I feel as if every time I love they become painful memories I live with, but what’s to life without love?

I don’t know […]

10/15/2018 2 comments

For I’ve returned, with less pain

by Mimo 10/13/2018

written by Mimo

To have been broken and fed to hounds,

Restiched and tossed once more. I must find my own paths alone.

For I am too broken to be man,

Too heartbroken to feel winds,

Too thought provoken to be alive.

I question whether I should attempt once more, knowing very well that I’ve failed countless of times, but what else am I supposed to Do?

After all that has happened, just forget?

Pretend that it never occurred.

I believe we suffer longer than others,

I understand you want to better yourself, but in doing that it moved me eleven steps back.

I’ll act happy to win you back, maybe that’ll work.

Because with my thoughts invoked in […]

10/13/2018 1 comment

The doses which I require

by Mimo 10/7/2018

written by Mimo

I want to, so desperately.

To stare outside the window once I’m out of my trapped mind,

For others to feel sympathy and ask questions as to the reasons of my choices.

Simplistically I only wanted to feel better, and I just wanted to be lost forever.

I took two now, I’m tired.

Maybe someday I’ll take more.

I hope pain isn’t an issue.

10/7/2018 1 comment

The winds I felt on my longsleeve

by Mimo 9/23/2018

written by Mimo

I sat there as the wind blew passed my glasses, staring deep into the lake as my thoughts pour into my pupils. All I think is how the lake felt in my lungs as I jumped in, landing flat against the waters surface, numbing my body periodically as my tears fused with the sheer ice of the waters. The wind blew the water towards the land and my body crashed into each individual rock, cracking my vertebrae therefore opening my mouth to release blood in exchange for water.

He wants me to drown, not me. He keeps stabbing me, he slits my throat as he pins […]

9/23/2018 3 comments

New thoughts, New beginnings.

by Mimo 7/21/2018

written by Mimo

Days where you feel empty come back; you did that thing again, didn’t You? You dummy, I told you not to do that again. Let me see.

I knew it was wrong but the feelings just felt worryingly satisfying.. it’s worse this time, you know That, right? You said you weren’t going to do it again, how do I know you won’t do it again?

You don’t know, that’s the thing. I don’t even know when it’ll occur again, it just does; whenever it feels like it.

You need help, okay? These things you’re doing to yourself aren’t good, and I don’t want to have to keep babysitting […]

7/21/2018 2 comments

The past which lurks my every corner

by Mimo 7/13/2018

written by Mimo

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for that when I look forwards theres a mirror infront of me which reflects everything that’s behind me.

I’m sorry that I’m too cowardly to have killed myself, and that the marks in my throat scare You.

I’m sorry that I hurt myself because I believe it’s what I deserve for when I mess up.

But it’s who I am.

Listening to the words of specific songs that I relate so hardly towards; sadness being a constant where I try so hard to be happy yet I always stumble upon that one rock, that one rock who always seems to trip me, and as I look […]

7/13/2018 2 comments