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I do

Do you know what it feels like to have never been loved?

Do you know what it feels like to have never been liked?

Do you know what it feels like to hear the words, believing it, only to be bluffed?

Do you know what it feels like to feel liked, told you are liked, only to be able to get ‘’their’’ true intentions right?

I do

Do you know what it feels like to have your heart broken for 42 years?

The hurt never ever goes away, or fades, it stays

Do you know what it feels like to realize each and every time you’ve just been fooled, and tears…

Well the tears never dry up, it lasts for decades

I do

Do you know what it feels like to be used your entire life?

Do you know what it feels like to be the one who always has to heal, and help?

At your own emotional and financial loss, just to serve your purpose in life?

Do you know what it feels like to know, that you will never have anyone when you need help?

I do

Do you know what it feels like to only be viewed and desired as sexual object?

Do you know what it feels like to only be used and viewed as emotional help?

Do you know what it feels like to fall in love with the only outcome being: reject?

Do you know what it feels like to carry your Mother from birth knowing she didn’t want you, she wished you could just melt

I do

Do you know what it feels like to work your entire life only to survive?

Do you know what it feels like to be hated by most females, due to jealousy?

Do you know what it feels like to live with so much hatred from strangers just because you are alive?

Do you know what it feels like to try live your life in secrecy?

I do

Do you know what it’s like to know you will never be loved?

Do you know what it’s like to only attract lust?

Do you know what it’s like to know you will never be liked?

Do you know that my entire life, people lied, just to be able to satisfy their lust?

I do

Do you know what it’s like to know you were never wanted from birth, yet ‘’loved’’ because you are her slave, and your Mom can life a happy life and relive her youth through you and all boyfriends and dates who claims to love me even though it is just lust

Do you know what it’s like to know you are only ‘’liked’’ for the financial and emotional help you can be?

Only be liked because they lust after you?

Do you know what it’s like to be me?

I do

 Do you know what it is like to have your heart broken endlessly?

I do

Do you know what’s it’s like to think of a perfect way to commit suicide daily knowing what the rest of your life will be

I do

Marriage, engagement, true love, true friendships based on like –I will never experience

Death is imminent, and I pray that the day comes soonest, before I find my own way

Do you know how much pain my heart and soul can handle?

I do

It has reached the limit

Written by

Dlr

Like,

You because you are,

Someone special,

Luminous and,

Lifelike!

I found a girl, and saw her perspective
Silent, yet surprisingly reflective
They claimed she was away, entirely defective

But I knew otherwise just from the look in her eyes
I saw through the silent, and closed off disguise

And from there, I saw the immediate connection
Completely dissected, but still searches for true affection

Her warm, yet crooked emotion
A calmed, yet broken devotion

Silent, but struggling for her sound
and yet, still not a face found

Her skin torn, gone and rotten.
Her mouth stolen, words lost, ignored and forgotten.

She was exposed to all of the morbid things
Corrupted lies, and uneven broken wings

All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew

And she left sudden, without a word,
Her existence she seen was too blurred

Before I could realize, she was gone and done
Did you ever wonder what life can become?

All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew..

The time goes down

You, me, people,

I could be mistaken,

Because I have been,

Often,

But---

I do think,

That people have a right,

To inflect a smidgen,

Or a bit,

Or a touch,

Of their personality,

Into all they do,

And too,

They have, at the same time,

A responsibility to,

When in conversation with others,

For reason of accomplishing a task,

Or even just enjoyment,

Or making small talk,

To acknowledge to some degree,

The other person's personality,

And assess to it, a like or dislike,

And either chuck it, 

And focus on the subject matter 

Of the conversation,

Or enjoy it as they choose,

But certainly not allow 

For your like,

Or dislike,

To control or influence them,

In their evaluation process

On a given topic, and then 

Take out aggression 

On an individual

For their inability to

Place their feelings

About one's personality aside.

But alas! There IS a viable solution

For such individuals, which would be,

To purchase one dozen eggs,

Because if someone's personality

Bothers you, you can then 

Remove one from the carton,

And suck on it, 

And if it breaks,

You still have 11 more,

Just be careful of the shell.

9:32 PM 6/20/2013

©

I am gravely sorry
That you hold pain within you.

We share love,

Whether you choose to accept it
In your reality or not.

I am empathetic towards your pain.

I am not a psychiatrist.
I am not a psychologist.
I do not know how to control your delusions,
Only you know how to do that.

I do know this.

When you can clearly see,
That keeping your mouth shut,
Instead of opening it,
Is hurting far more people
Than it is helping...

...it's time to open your damn mouth.

05/19/2013 10:04 AM ©

Every time you say your out
Having fun or confused by doubt
When your lost and have no friends
Even when the road don't end
Hating life or loving times
Discussed by life and its crimes
I like it cause you make a way
To see happiness in all the games 
I like it cause you find a way
To set out good no matter what it takes
Being positive is set as a goal
For everyone within their sole
You make a way to see it right
Holding heads up high to keep in site
Never disturbed by the sadness of time
Always keeping things inside the lines
I like it cause your positive
Displaying life of how we live
I like it cause you say it...how you live it...That's why when I read it...I click it!!!!

Love Is like a flashlight.
but the eventually the batteries will die.
Some you can charge, some you can't,

Oh well, that's how love is.

Love is like a window.
but it might break,
Some windows you can fix, some you can't.

Oh, well, that's how love is.

Love is like a pencil.
You can write a beautiful story with it,
but you can erase it.

Oh well, that's how love is.