Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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No More Naked Words of Me

 

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No more naked words of me

I’ll share with unfit company

No more pearls to swine
wallowing in

malicious pits
of rhyme

Greedily feeding upon frenemies
In snide remarks

they crassly snort
from gaping cavities

Cackling round cauldrons
Stirring up slander
in smiles & sabotage

Envy & insecurity forms friendships
Coven’s of commonalities

whose Joyous glee
derives from wHine & inflicting cruelty

Hating the me

that they create
from moldy thoughts
& evil hearts

Their misery needs company
to justify impiety

Lying eyes see only lies

Venomous bites
contort distort

truth as alibis
to fit inside
their

teeny tiny

twisted minds
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*reposting this piece because,

so often these temporary feelings of pain resurface,

unfortunate lows in the mostly highs that come

from exposing your thoughts & heart in permanent ink.

* I really like it! and it’s a bit Halloweeny…

@justagirllost2

*photo mine

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1,000 Cuts

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I die every time you never say, ‘goodbye’

I die because in your world

I am nothing anymore

I am worthless

I am broken

I am love unspoken

I wish my heart you’d never reawakened

I was I had been the path not taken

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Your silence screams indifference

Your inaction deafens me

in mocking ferocity

~

Your sins of omission

Slice~score~slash

my faith slowly ripped away

as you kill my love

little by little

with 1,000 cuts each day

~

©justagirllost2~ Monique M.

 

 

 

*this is something I wrote a couple of years ago.

Wow, time flies and time does heal those wounds that

seem to last an eternity.

~


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Let Joy Be Reborn

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Perhaps the hardest lesson in life to learn

is that human Love is never unconditional.

It is impossible for our fallen hearts to love ourselves Complete

We were made from Love

We are made to give Love back, in trust, Complete

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But, our broken souls rebel, we dash headlong into hell

Drinking poison lies from cups of pride

Harvested from the Garden well

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Covering our naked souls in shame and sadness

Digging earthly tombs made up of madness

We curse the day that we were made

We hate the good Love’s freedom gave
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We sneer in derision,

using arrogant intellect with illogical reason

to come to conclusions of human delusion

~

We empty our hearts of humility

due to our inability to trust,

that perhaps there are higher thoughts

than the ones spun from our broken hearts

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We twist the Truth into a noose

of condemnation

becoming prisoners of our

misconceptions of `liberation’

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We lament the unfair injustice

of suffering and evil

in a world made up

of men with Free will

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We throw rocks at a moon of misunderstanding

As we cower defiant in our hovels of doom

Waiting to be saved~ hating to be saved

Rewriting ancient runes

Believing we rediscover Truth

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If only

our hearts were open

Our chains then so easily broken

would free us from pains unspoken

would free us from a childhood broken

so that Love and peace

could break down the walls

around our hearts

as we allow True joy to

be reborn

~

 

©justagirllost2  ~Monique Mendez

 

*image from Pinterest


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Hideaway with you

Some days,

this broken world

and the ugliness of others

chokes the joy out of me

 

Those days,

I just want to curl up

with you

and hideaway

~

 

©justagirllost2

Monique

 

*image from pinterest