love / loss / loathing
a small collection of subpar poems
by alaina walsh
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for oslo, for being a light in all of the dark places
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intro
i built a home in the things you said
i raised my heart in your sentiments
i cried tears in all of your denial
in my mind, i change the way things went
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is it okay to dream of you?
i want the sun to swallow me whole
and for the moon to lay me to rest
beneath the milky tide
i want the sand to tickle my skin with warmth
and smooth out my roughest edges
and for the seashells to cup my ears
and sing me the ocean's melodies
i want the breeze to part my hair like a gesture of affection
and for the birds to call out like they know my name
i want you to kiss me, and i want you to mean it
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self-portrait
gotta say, i'm fucking sick of staring at white walls
and waiting for the fall
i think every mirror is broken
because the girl inside it has never spoken
up, or for herself
she swallows everything she's ever felt
most days my name has no meaning
my self portraits are fleeting
i talk sweet of everyone but myself
i'm last on my list
and yours, too, at best
my fifteenth year and each before never happened
erase a dime and a half for lifetime madness
i've cradled sanity beneath my fingernails
i couldn't ever burden you with a heart so frail
and all of my endless wrong turns
i'm not sure i'll ever learn
no room for doing better in my isolation
at least there, i can hide from condemnation
i've got this grudge with myself for not being more
instead of a caricature of my faults; a display of emotional gore
i'm raising myself to be someone i don't know
i've got this sinking feeling that the truth will never show
i've learned to loathe whoever i may be
because of what others told me
and i've never seen myself the same
i can't get past the weight
i've dissected my face
into a thousand mistakes
i'll die trying to hide
my imperfection in plain sight
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foolish
collapsed ribs, sand filled lungs
i remember what your eyes look like in the sunlight.
i've never believed that anyone could hold me dear
you were convincing, you got it right
i'm messy and submissive
and my sadness doesn't listen
and i miss you too often and too easily
honestly, you deserve better than me
but you did everything to earn me
and my trust
i guess it was just false luck
because your goodbye left scars
though you're gone, you're never far
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i can’t make it stop. i’m sorry.
cherry jam lips, forest eyes
i can't get you off my mind
you invited me inside your home
and i can't make it back out the door
your gestures feel like the sun
on my knees, i come undone
you're something of a holy place
michaelangelo's behind your face
happiness is still foreign to me but native to my time with you
i'd give it all up, too
i know we're at different ends of this book
but one day was all it took
i've shed tears for you
i fear how i feel for you
and i know in your world i'm only a soulmate of another kind
that's not how i wish to be on your mind
'cause i love when your hair is brown
and i hate to see you frown
i picture you and i & late nights
naively, i don't think we'd ever fight
i'd count your freckles if i could
we'd be in love if you just would
but you won't,
the same as most
i know that we are what we are and that's all
and i had no right to fall
but i can't make it stop. i'm sorry.
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hopeful . . .
is it strange that sometimes i wish i didn't know you?
just so i wouldn't have to know how much i feel for you
i think you're kinda sweet
alarmingly, i'm head over feet,
or however that saying goes...
i never thought my sunrises would belong to someone else
but i wouldn't want to give them to anyone else
upside down;
i can feel the blood rush from my heart to my head
it still makes me giggle like when you're a kid
inside out;
no one understands me like you do
i'm glad that you lean on me, too
wouldn't it be something
if we could be something?
couldn't we be something?
maybe this is all just make-believe
i want you to make me believe
give some truth to my fantasy
i don't mind if you make me bleed
just as long as you never leave
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hopeless.
can i exist outside of your closet?
can i step into the light with you?
can i be more than a held breath
trapped in your lungs like a secret?
is it fear?
are your feelings not real?
do i disrupt the image you've curated for yourself?
or did i do something wrong? how can i help?
or does this have nothing to do with me?
perhaps you just find me boring, why you want no one to see
so you keep me as a footnote in your story
an afterword that will be skipped
unfinished pages that have been ripped
that you save for yourself
hidden from eyes on your top shelf
maybe you prefer a private approach
except you scream everyone else's name from the rooftops without reproach
my name feels like your only taboo
i'll tell myself it's because i mean more to you
except i, too, appreciate privacy
and you mean the world to me
yet i don't sweep you under the rug
with pride, i let the world in our love
because human connection is a beautiful thing
if it's genuine, why pretend it's nothing?
for there are only two reasons we make anything secret
it's what we value
or we're ashamed of it
which side of your secrets do i lay on?
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repel
maybe my belief in a love for me is naive at best
but as long as you fit the bill, i'm content with disillusionment
you told me i was your world as quickly as i became a stranger
i was wrong to think you could ever fill my empty spaces
but what you gave me, i can only hope that i can replace it
i'm hung up on the smiles that were just for me
it became meaningless so easily
dusk and dawn were yours along with the pieces of myself i gave to you
i changed myself over and over for you
guess i'm to blame, i thought too much of nothing
except nothing was once everything
i hate that i still cry, i hate that your name still makes my head spin
i'm sure you stopped caring a long time ago
in forgetting you, i don't know where to begin
a superhero of my own to save me from loneliness
entranced by the pretty lips of a liar
there's no one i know better than one-sided desire
i thought you were an angel in disguise
but you only had wings to leave my life
you broke the dam, took a dive in the reservoir
i wish i knew of the heartbreak you had in store
i just wanted you to want me
(at least a little)
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haunted
i'd like to watch a sunset
without wondering if my choices will end in regret
i'd like to dip my toes in the nearest lake
without fearing what's at stake
and i haven't felt the sun on my skin the same
'cause i know when it leaves, returns the rain
i've tasted salt delivered down my cheeks too many times
i wish you didn't live in my mind
out of breath, there's a hole burning through my chest
i know my name, but it's not the same
the one thing i can't see is me
a blind ideology, idolizing your apologies
holding my breath underwater,
each time you drown me further
i feel it everywhere, you knew no limit
i'd know it anywhere, but could never admit it
turned me into a ghost haunting my own life
watching from the sidelines
fall in love every month to fill the empty spaces
wishing for the impossible left a chill in my warm places
you took my voice, a rage of silence ensued
actually, i never allowed myself to get mad because you said i didn't have the right to
so everything i touch turns away
i couldn't even get her to stay
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illusions
in the courtyard of discomfort, i pace out the decision to let you see what's inside
unexpected, you enter bringing false hope and perfect lies
you gave me a smile and promises that asked nothing in return
and i was ready to pluck the stars from the sky and make them yours, instead i had to learn
your quiet grew violent, you tore a hole in my mind and a gash in my heart
which should've never been yours from the start
maybe nothing much to you was the world to me
maybe walking away to you was devastation for me
maybe being yours was never meant to be
i still dream of mum nights spent tracing your skin, seeing that glimmer in your eye in real time
meeting your lips and feeling the colors you paint
never getting the chance to hold you feels akin to a crime
you built me a beautiful dream of something surreal
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blue
you so graciously lent me a ladder to join you on cloud nine
i felt a warmth unknown to my mind
it's a beautiful place until the cloud caves in
a one-sided love story begins
your sweet nothings sold a convincing masquerade
i thought the moon and stars were your lesser while your feelings for me started to fade
you make me feel blue
for reasons of two
the color of your eyes;
the mood of my heart
it colors the bruising you left on my brain
first came love, then dismay
you painted me blue
shouldn't have given it t