Used Poems - Poems about Used

I'm getting away...from the way I used to do I'm getting away...from the way I used do too I'm getting away...from the way I used to think I'm getting away...from the way I used to drink I'm getting away, getting away, getting away I'm getting away, getting away, getting away I'm getting away...from the way...

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In the quiet of the night When the sun decides to save its light for someone worthy When the stars twinkle in its wake When the moon chases after her lover I used to pray But not with the whispered devotion of a Sister No my prayers stirred something ugly in me Something that festered slowly And ripped Something raw and heavy from...

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I used to know But not so much anymore Hold the door Don’t hold the door Say “Good Morning” Or say nothing Lest I commit A micro-aggression I used to think outside the box I can’t any longer They have taken all the boxes And made signs out of them Covid may be over Yet the masks remain Implacably etched On dour faces Ever fearful of a smile I always treated puppies As...

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Driver on interstate has pressed his accelerator hard I used to drive like that – daily To and from work with gritted teeth Expecting death at any minute Racing here, there, nowhere really The stress was gruesome In the last nine months I have driven six times Less than one time per month Retirement is a happy unicorn that I am grateful to...

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I look down now And I can just barely see The thin, pale white lines From the girl I used to be The girl who’s not so far gone Not as dead as you think But instead of watching skin bleed She now just puts it in ink As the clock ticked faster The calendar pages flipped More and more time passed And the scars started...

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Every day when I wake up in the morning I promise myself that today will be different and I’ll change So that I’ll be able to finally sleep without my head hurting From replaying these lucid agonizing moments relentlessly When all I could do is please, support and trust people While they are constantly stepping on me to move forward And...

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She used to think she could fly, she would jump off the couch and it seemed so high. She lost sense of the air but her childhood could not compare. She went to Saturn instead where she had freedom that was self-led, so more worries no more excuses, no more waiting for a savior to tell...

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Everything about this place reminds me of you From the couch where you once sat to the bed we used to lay in From the kitchen where I once cooked for you to the bathroom where I held back your hair From your handprint on my bathroom mirror to the chair I always saved for you Every part...

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In my wooden form, stories I unfold A simple pencil with tales yet untold Gripped by hands i sketch dreams and plans A tool for artists, scholars, and fans With every stroke, ideas take flight, From blank pages to visions bright I wear down slowly but I never cease Creating worlds piece by piece Though small and humble I hold great power In...

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I used to work. I sat at a desk and wondered how my house is doing. At 10:00, I played with a pen. The sounds of staplers. Paper being printed. Beautiful plants that sit in the corner. That seem to shrink with time. But never die. I used to be able to work. I loved that job. I loved sitting in the parking lot crying. The...

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Shut up darling, I am about to scream No, it’s not your fault that you are mean I’ll pick up this mess I made with my heart I might be missing some parts Thousands of pieces shattered after you dropped it That act was quite reckless I’m still trying to figure out why you did But I’ve been told that curiosity is...

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It always begins with a huge heart/ To be used over and over/ Stomped out like a forest fire/ That someone you trust and loved started it/ Screaming, running around/ Raging in your mind/ When they pick up your heart/ And tear it to pieces/ To bash against the wall/ Without a chance at life/ Behind the sight of your eyes/ All you see is cold,...

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Dancing singing windchimes Motorcycle engine in the distance Breezy day warmed by immensely hot sun I sit barefooted on my porch, gulping vitamin D One dog lies curled at my feet A regal shepherd great Dane mix with an oversized head His adopted brother, a frenzied retriever, walks over chewing something Could be walnut, plastic, rubber, toy, match, band-aid or glass Screeching siren...

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If I knew the last time I said I love you was the last time, I would have said it more often. We used to be on the same page, now we're reading entirely different books. It used to be us against the world now it's the world against you and I. We're too far...

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Sometimes I think about the past, The life we knew would never last, And all the men we used to kill, And that great void they used to fill, And that great spell we used to cast. Under the sun and in the heat, Our enemies dead at our feet, I thought I’d die there in the sand, And for the future...

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