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Rasberry.Lemonade

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After All This Time

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

It was late that night..


I’d made dinner for him as a sorry that I’m so fucked up


That I can’t give him what he wants, as most men do he wants sex


But that’s one thing I can’t do anymore


I’ve started to associate it with pain from looking at a pregnancy test and seeing negative


After 5 years you’d think I’d give up but there’s nothing more I want then a child


I see him pull in the driveway, ...

Poetry

A Childhood House

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

I open the door to my childhood house


It’s quiet, as a kid this house was never quiet


Infact, silence was a priceless gift we’d never recive


We could always hear something usually parents fighting,


No..


it was always them fighting


We’d just play things over them trying to make our house quiet


Sometimes we’d put on music or put on cartoons for the little ones but no matter what..


Our house ...

Poetry

You Never Asked, But..

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

You never asked but I actually do like silver jewelry, maybe even more then gold


And I wish you did ask me about my day because it would really help me be more relaxed


And I understand that you’re caught up in work but I wish you asked about the little things


You never asked, but I wish you would...

Poetry

When Broken Paths Meet

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

Two people cross paths when they need someone most


Both walking to a dark bridge with moss and vines over it with a beautiful stream underneath


They both arrive at this bridge at the same time forced to wait for the other to leave, not long after one of them speaks asking if the others okay


She replies no, while bursting into tears


They don’t end it that night instead they walk to the man’s ...

Poetry

Romance

A Cruel Joke

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

I sit here on the bathroom floor


Pathetic


A bottle of pills, a knife and a rope planning to end it one way or another


I screw open the pill bottle to reveal there’s one pill left, of course not enough to kill me


I grab the rope and stand up before making the realization that I have no where to hang it


I try the knife and it’s just my luck that it falls off the counter beside me and it breaks

...

Poetry

Horror

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A House Isn’t Necessarily A Home

Rasberry.Lemonade

1 min read

A house and a home are not the same thing


A house is a building, it has a roof and 4 or more walls and it meets the bare minimum requirements for a shelter


A home is still a building but a home has memories, good ones at that it has a loving family no matter the size and it’s a place you wanna be


A home isn’t necessarily where you live but it’s where you feel safe, both physically and mentally ...

Poetry

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