Heartbroken Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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heartbroken seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Washing Machines
I saw you, in secret.
In my head we are in glad rags,
And holding hands.
The green on the knees of your skinny jeans,
Faded in the washing machine,
Me from your memory.
I cut down our oak tree by the bayou.
It was too big to fit in the trunk of my car,
So I fed it to the river.
I’m stuck in that afternoon,
When I yelled out goodbye,
But you were too far to hear me.
I’m the same now, but,
I burn my stained clothes now,
Because I'm fucking terrified-
Of washing machines.
In my head we are in glad rags,
And holding hands.
The green on the knees of your skinny jeans,
Faded in the washing machine,
Me from your memory.
I cut down our oak tree by the bayou.
It was too big to fit in the trunk of my car,
So I fed it to the river.
I’m stuck in that afternoon,
When I yelled out goodbye,
But you were too far to hear me.
I’m the same now, but,
I burn my stained clothes now,
Because I'm fucking terrified-
Of washing machines.
#anger
#grief
#heartbroken #love
#heartbroken #love
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Lust
We melted into thick fog
Hand in hand
Watching the moon
Slowly rise and wane
Eyes fixed on each other
Spinning our web
Of selfish lust
Desiring to be fed
Unaware our creation
Was a poisonous parasite
And would slowly eat away
Until our desire would die
Hand in hand
Watching the moon
Slowly rise and wane
Eyes fixed on each other
Spinning our web
Of selfish lust
Desiring to be fed
Unaware our creation
Was a poisonous parasite
And would slowly eat away
Until our desire would die
#dark
#greed
#heartbroken
#lust
#sadness
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The Last Note
I met her in the sway of twilight,
the hum of a bus station alive with strangers.
She stood like dusk personified-
skin the color of midnight’s promise,
eyes that held the weight of unspoken galaxies.
Her laughter was a quiet storm,
shaking loose the edges of my solitude.
She sat beside me,
and the world shifted its rhythm.
A fleeting conversation turned eternity,
her words folding into me like pages
pressed too tightly to separate.
When she came into my life,
it was always with whispers,
love letters tucked...
the hum of a bus station alive with strangers.
She stood like dusk personified-
skin the color of midnight’s promise,
eyes that held the weight of unspoken galaxies.
Her laughter was a quiet storm,
shaking loose the edges of my solitude.
She sat beside me,
and the world shifted its rhythm.
A fleeting conversation turned eternity,
her words folding into me like pages
pressed too tightly to separate.
When she came into my life,
it was always with whispers,
love letters tucked...
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#love #rejection
#love #rejection
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familial souvenirs for a past life
I want to shred your face
with my fingernails
I want you to hug me
and tell me you've always
loved me
and let all perceived sins
be forgiven
I want to forgive you
let the past float
into an ocean of new
where this blood
doesn't haunt us anymore
I want to take this pain
and shove it through your chest
and pretend like you feel
... something
I want you
to feel something
for me
that isn't blind animosity
and generational violence
I want there...
with my fingernails
I want you to hug me
and tell me you've always
loved me
and let all perceived sins
be forgiven
I want to forgive you
let the past float
into an ocean of new
where this blood
doesn't haunt us anymore
I want to take this pain
and shove it through your chest
and pretend like you feel
... something
I want you
to feel something
for me
that isn't blind animosity
and generational violence
I want there...
#anger
#betrayal
#family #heartbroken
#family #heartbroken
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the only solution to the mess you made is to blow everything up
1. This is our first Christmas without you
I keep thinking it's strange
I don't have to buy you snacks
this year
because what else do you buy
the man that doesn't need anything?
2. There's a division so wide
we'll never conquer it
and so far I'm the only one
thinking about this rift you cultivated
and trying to figure out
why it was easier for you
to put knives in your children's hands
and have them fight each other
for your love
rather than have enough love to give
3. I always thought my...
I keep thinking it's strange
I don't have to buy you snacks
this year
because what else do you buy
the man that doesn't need anything?
2. There's a division so wide
we'll never conquer it
and so far I'm the only one
thinking about this rift you cultivated
and trying to figure out
why it was easier for you
to put knives in your children's hands
and have them fight each other
for your love
rather than have enough love to give
3. I always thought my...
#betrayal
#family
#heartbroken
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retracts
just in
the middle
of our
kiss, she
opens
her eyes,
realizing
i am not
the man
that she
has been
dreaming
of, she
retracts
from our
kiss,
from my
arms.
the middle
of our
kiss, she
opens
her eyes,
realizing
i am not
the man
that she
has been
dreaming
of, she
retracts
from our
kiss,
from my
arms.
#deception
#disappointment
#escape
#heartbroken
#secrets
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Eulogy for a Phantom
She emerged from the tide at twilight,
her silhouette carved of obsidian and moonlight.
Hair that could snare the stars hung damp
with brine and mystery, each strand a story
that time itself dared not unravel.
Her eyes were twin storms—
not of fire and rain, but of forgotten galaxies,
swirling with a gravity that unmade me.
In her gaze, a thousand lifetimes echoed,
a siren’s lament calling me home
to shores I’d never known.
Smoke curled from the horizon,
a strange, metallic haze
that whispered of ruin long past. ...
her silhouette carved of obsidian and moonlight.
Hair that could snare the stars hung damp
with brine and mystery, each strand a story
that time itself dared not unravel.
Her eyes were twin storms—
not of fire and rain, but of forgotten galaxies,
swirling with a gravity that unmade me.
In her gaze, a thousand lifetimes echoed,
a siren’s lament calling me home
to shores I’d never known.
Smoke curled from the horizon,
a strange, metallic haze
that whispered of ruin long past. ...
#beauty
#heartbroken
#love
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Scared of Her
I'm scared of her,
the girl I became 9 years ago,
scared of the harassment
I caused by texting too much.
I still struggle with this problem from time to time,
I wish the pain would go away,
but it just doesn't.
I don't trust myself
when I'm in a schizophrenic episode.
I become that monster that others fear.
I'm scared of her,
but I can't help but cry for her.
Because she deserved compassion
and she still does.
And sometimes, I'm just terrified
that I cannot give it to her ...
the girl I became 9 years ago,
scared of the harassment
I caused by texting too much.
I still struggle with this problem from time to time,
I wish the pain would go away,
but it just doesn't.
I don't trust myself
when I'm in a schizophrenic episode.
I become that monster that others fear.
I'm scared of her,
but I can't help but cry for her.
Because she deserved compassion
and she still does.
And sometimes, I'm just terrified
that I cannot give it to her ...
#dark
#fear
#heartbroken
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Why Do Recovering Alcoholics Love Diet Coke?
Mariah brings me carrots, and pasta, and money for thirty diet cokes, if I want.
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#healing
#heartbroken
#prose
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Dustbin
My heart breaks
For your tear filled eyes
I knew it was over
So did you
The sky poured down
It's grief in bitter cold
All our hopes and dreams
Of a future vanished
In a cloudy mist of grey
We loved a lifetime
So briefly
Endless nights of breathing in
Loves rapturous vapor
Eyes transfixed to one another
Now nothing but memories
In the dustbin of our minds
For your tear filled eyes
I knew it was over
So did you
The sky poured down
It's grief in bitter cold
All our hopes and dreams
Of a future vanished
In a cloudy mist of grey
We loved a lifetime
So briefly
Endless nights of breathing in
Loves rapturous vapor
Eyes transfixed to one another
Now nothing but memories
In the dustbin of our minds
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
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My Heart Is Breaking
I'm writing this story, Free. I know it feels right in my heart, but my feelings are getting stuck. The words are hardly coming out, and I just feel numb.
The raw feelings of my emotions won't come through. I believe in my story enough to know it's the bestseller that will make me money, but Josh, why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
Maybe you're already in love with someone else, but I must go on as a writer and write these stories even with the horrible thought that you never cared. That you'll never appreciate and cry over the stories I...
The raw feelings of my emotions won't come through. I believe in my story enough to know it's the bestseller that will make me money, but Josh, why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to go?
Maybe you're already in love with someone else, but I must go on as a writer and write these stories even with the horrible thought that you never cared. That you'll never appreciate and cry over the stories I...
#apathy
#confusion
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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I stayed
When you think back over the years and wonder what went wrong
Think of this poem as our last song
Is this how tomorrow feels, sometimes I cant tell if its real
Yesterday is gone but that’s all I think about
Too late to turn around
Too painful to work it out
In the beginning it was perfect,
We were a “sure thing”
We were inseparable, unbreakable
You were the yang to my ying
As time moved on we were the “it” couple
And our bond grew strong
We loved each other right or indifferent
There was no wrong
We...
Think of this poem as our last song
Is this how tomorrow feels, sometimes I cant tell if its real
Yesterday is gone but that’s all I think about
Too late to turn around
Too painful to work it out
In the beginning it was perfect,
We were a “sure thing”
We were inseparable, unbreakable
You were the yang to my ying
As time moved on we were the “it” couple
And our bond grew strong
We loved each other right or indifferent
There was no wrong
We...
#heartbroken
#love
#regret
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