lyssrambles

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Regarding old relationships, most days I’m fine. I’ve come to terms with the loss and damage done and know all I can do is move forward and try to heal. Maybe some day even make myself that vulnerable again. I also recognize my part in my own pain and most of the time turn any anger or sadness inward. It is my fault I allowed it to happen over and over. I refused to learn my lesson, to protect my heart and soul even when I knew they were in danger of being crushed. 

But some days I just get so fucking angry seeing the things you say and share about how you wish for loving, accepting relationships. THAT WAS ME, YOU IGNORANT FUCK. Those things you claim you want? I gave all of it to you. I gave all of me to you. I gave more than I should have and more than you deserved.

Though I realize none of it is actually aimed my direction and that there were many factors as to why things happened the way they did, I can’t help it that I feel invalidated by the implication that you haven’t had someone in your life to give you these things when I was right by your side for years practically begging you to allow me. 

Please don't remember me fondly

Remember me as the one who held your heart so softly, the one who loved you without restraint even when your love for me was a tangled mess which took years to unravel

Remember my patience and devotion as I sat at your feet, then how you crushed them under your heel

Remember me with pangs of guilt and regret when you think on your habit of assuring me I was safe with you then abandoning me once again

Don't remember me fondly, remember you killed me

Dolly

I am your dolly You pull me down from my shelf    when you’ve nothing better to do To manipulate and pose me To play pretend Until another toy    catches your eye Then back I go Lifeless and empty    on my shelf

Collected

You collect hearts    the way others collect shells Shiny hearts full of love    you are too scared to return Holding them to your ear    to admire the way they admire you Then back on display    until your ego needs another stroke There my heart sits in your display case,    dripping love and devotion Among the other trophies,    stolen by the heart collector

I’m no good with waiting.

The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.

But I wait.  For you.

~ Lyss

I miss you You miss me Yet we keep missing each other

I’m no good with waiting.

The silence. The wondering. The voices chattering. It kills me.

But I wait.  For you.

~ Lyss

“It’s not fair!” “It’s not fair!!”

Echoing in my mind The cries of a child Not allowed to be a child 

Please don't remember me fondly

Remember me as the one who held your heart so softly, the one who loved you without restraint even when your love for me was a tangled mess which took years to unravel

Remember my patience and devotion as I sat at your feet, then how you crushed them under your heel

Remember me with pangs of guilt and regret when you think on your habit of assuring me I was safe with you then abandoning me once again

Don't remember me fondly, remember you killed me

I thought if I believed hard enough in the two of us it would be enough for both of us

I was an idiot

do you remember or am i delusional the more i wonder whether your feelings were real the more i question my feelings and my entire reality i believed so hard for so long in something which was gone in an instant

but was it really there at all

When you avoid your feelings, you bury your passion

What is life without passion?

Poke at your own wounds

But leave mine alone

I took the blame

And you were happy to let me

words matter

but intent matters more

via Instagram

You stir the pot

Then wonder why I feel your messages are so mixed

heaven forgive me for my mistake

It's not about you anymore.

If your name crosses my lips

It is in punishment of myself

For being the fool

I made room for you in my life

You made room for me in your bed

I don't know that I've ever heard a more apt turn of phrase than "consumed by depression"

It swallows me whole without remorse and I wonder if this is the time I am truly consumed

I know you love my tits, but can you love the heart beneath?

“I thought you loved me.” She said, questioningly

“I do.” He sighed

“Bullshit.” She said, her anger snapping. “This isn’t love, to pick and choose when it’s convenient for you. I’ve been there for you no matter what and where have you been when I needed you most?”

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It’s dark in here Feeling my way through my feelings Like an ancient overgrown jungle labyrinth Sight stolen, hands outstretched Escape seems impossible And it only grows darker

Fuck conventional And fuck your white picket fence What makes you think someone so remarkable as yourself is meant for such ordinary dreams? You focus so hard on what you think will bring you happiness I fear you will neglect to see the possibilities for happiness already at your feet

Outgrowing pain, shedding it

Slithering from the dried brittle remnants

I have been imprisoned for far too long

Pieces still missing, still growing

But grow they will

I may never again be whole

But I am no longer broken