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Death Death is a release
Not a punishment
Some people fear Death
As if they have something here.
However when you have nothing
It doesnt matter; Death
Death relieves us of our pain
Whether you are elderly
Or a sick little child
Death will set you free
Death is lovely
And extremely popular
Or so I hear
So why fear Death
He will set me free
From all the pain
And things not gained.
If I LeaveThe heart beats
Sad and slow
For who it beats
I do not know
Would it be better
If I disappeared?
Poof, Drawn Under
Not lingering here?
Maybe I should
leave this place
You wont have to see
My ugly face
If I go
Nobody will know
They'll turn away
And forget the day
You wont have to feed me
With your unfufilling love
With your lack of care
I wont need it, Not a hair
Where I am going
I will no longer be a burden
You can love freely
Undone, Unconcerned- End.
This road...These clouds of RainHun if you do this
You will never know
The true meaning of happiness
The way it feels to glow
You are a good person
Who doesn't deserve pain
But you don't know it
And just like the clouds, you shed rain
I know i dont mean much
To you anymore
But you are still my friend
So i'll never let go
You may think I am ignorant
As to what goes on in your head
But really i've been there
And heard every word you said
You need to know that I am here
I may not be much but all i do is care
Care for you and everyone else i love
And i will remain here and never disappear
Please dont go down
This terrible road
Because one too many
Have come back hollow and alone
Hun if i could take away the pain
I would because you are special
Trust me and let me into the threshold
Reveal yourself to me and let forth with the rain
PretendThere is another person
I pretend to be
Who wears a size C
Instead of barely a B
She has gorgeous black locks
And never gets teased or mocked
I pretend myself is as she is
With a beautiful soul that is as good as his
I pretend everybody loves this me
They laugh and accept her freely
She has perfect teeth
And is beautiful outside as well as underneath
When i drift off to this imagianary land
Everybody loves me
At least that's the plan...
Not over youHave you ever thought
You were over someone
Looked over your shoulder at them
Your heart plunging under
Your emotions like an ocean
With crashing waves
Against the shore of your conciousness
Over and over again
The build-up of emotions
So full it makes your body shake
All of this pressure built up
Is too much for your heart to take
You thought the pain was over
You thought you'd locked him out
But seeing their face again
Fills you up with all kinds of doubt
Unknown Name-Old PoemMisleaded, Misguided
The love has been hiding
The love i put within him
Your lack of attention
Makes me feel like
My life is lived in detention
Just doesn't feel right
Why do you hide your feelings?
I'll never know
What makes you stay here?
You'll never show
I wanna run,
I wanna hide
Two feelings clashing
Time stands still for no man
I can't leave you without a plan
Will you let me love you
Or will we be forever doomed
Leave or StayThe love
My heart soon to explode
With happiness here, no hate to be found
You talk about her
My heart jumps behind a wall
My insecurities in the way
Do you care for her at all?
Should i leave you now?
Save myself some pain...I dont know how
Or is there nothing there
Between you and her, so fair
How do i know
When to run or when to stay?
My feelings for you grow
Every damn day
TrustWhat is this word
You all call trust
It is strange, unknown
What is this trust?
How do we trust?
If everytime we think
we see lies,
We turn around and run to go hide
I wanna believe you
I sort of do
Its just that feeling deep inside
That you'll leave for something new
I'm scared to show you things
Incase you find
That im not as special
As you thought you saw in your mind
Help me someone
Make me believe
That he's not leaving
And this relationship isnt a tease
My mind is tainted
With dark, hopless thoughts
Cure my sickness
I love him lots
Cut AgainI cut again
It felt so good to let it all out
I Let blood spill again
Havent done it in a while...theres no doubt
The beautiful metal
Against my skin
With rubies of blood
Hiding deep within
The pain is great
Yes we should know
But i deserve it
So, i'll suffer no?
Tears do not fall
For i am numb
I have made a small slice
Upon my thumb
After i am done
My body begins to shake
A cut so deep
In the shape of a capital "K"
What i said, i should never say
I deserve what i get
God. What i did today
I made a Cut in the shape of a "K"
To express my sorrow
And to punish myself today
For i have lost you now
And it is all my fault, good day.
My mind deals with
Overcomes my judgement
Today it's no different
I can't take it anymore
Observing my image but
Nothing is revealed
Before My Mouth Told You I Was Sickbefore my mouth told you i was sick, there were
the fingers that wrapped around cups and cups of tea.
i sipped oceans.
i sipped the seven seas
and my ribs were the rainstick that
sent shivers pattering like some
down your swaying, praying spine.
there were the hurricanes.
that is what you came to call them,
my eyes burst into lightning,
my chest quaked with thunder,
when my ribs heaved with the monsoon
that was my breath
until i collapsed, shaking, into your
beach house arms.
there were the missing beats.
sometimes my heart slowed, stopped,
staggered home drunk to gasp morse-code warnings
between my aching ribs.
sometimes the stillness was so perfect
(and alone so tempting)
that i wished for the beat
to wander far and
to be forever lost.
there were the ribs, and the collarbones.
i was a mountain range with
blood in my rivers,
you saw the carrot sticks
(oh god how could you)
and you let me feed myself with
there was the blood i was suppose
little victories.when i was younger,
i thought i was the strongest
little girl in the world
because i could easily
beat my older brother
at arm wrestling.
it wasn't until years later
that i realized
To the person who holds my best friend's heart...I know that is is kind of weird
But I felt that I should write this down.
I need to tell you what I feel
And tell you what he means to me.
He's my best friend and he's a good man.
Please, give him the love and respect he deserves.
He may seem goofy but he's very sweet.
I know this because he was always there for me when I was sad.
Now, I know that you're not bad
Cause he would never choose someone who's mean.
But I still want to tell you just in case you forget in the future;
Please don't break his heart.
He's been through so much
And he doesn't deserve something like that.
He is the kind of person who smiles even when he's hurt by others
And would take any pain for the people he loves.
I know, I've witnessed it.
I know he may seem kind of childish sometimes
But don't let it get to you.
It's just his way of expressing himself.
He's very caring and I'm sure he'll do anything to make you happy.
He doesn't look like it but he's very kind and thoughtful.
He'll put your needs before h
in which I gain sentiencesave room
for doubt, in the silence between
religious guilt and stolen
body heat. I am made of helium.
in my dreams they
pop me and
watch me flutter. I wonder if everyone
else’s head is so congested as mine,
hyperactive with inattentive people.
you are never serious--
he stares at me in a different
set of eyes; there are words
I cannot say, there are
things I cannot tell you.
(twice a week
I watch the people I love
leave me for good.
spiders in my throat,
you're wearing isadora's scarvesoh, i hope you never love me, satyr-girl.
misanthropic mistress, i am coughing up
crows & bleeding blue beneath pocked
vessels; these worn teeth may be ink-
cavities, but i have never been your poet boy.
I Saw a Burning ManIn front of my house, he sat.
Skin burnt off, now charred and black.
Hesitantly, I walked outside.
And he followed me with his watery eyes.
With steps as nimble as the snow,
I hid my fear and continued to go.
Now before him, the Burning Man.
I kindly offered him my shaky hand.
No malice nor vice leaked off of him,
rather sadness and agony which simmered below his skin.
I could feel it around me, the pain and despair,
yet, physically the man was nearly repaired.
For his scorched skin was not his problem,
instead the bottled emotions that devoured all of him.
“Would you like to come inside sir, and stay?”
In which he replied by looking away.
Again I asked, and received no reply,
and was startled when the man began to cry.
Unsure of what to do, I walked away,
Yet I’ll never forget what happened that day.
Be it from pain, or mute, or undisclosed desires,
I watched as the man was engulfed in fire.
I stood back in awe, with my mouth agape,
and feared that he had fallen into
Can you look deeper?You see that girl you just bullied?
The one you harassed over her choice of art?
The art of a man beating a woman to death?
She saw her father kill her mother when she was five.
You know that man who likes to photograph himself in dresses?
The one you called a homo because of his choice of clothing?
Well, his parents wanted him to be a girl instead of a boy.
So they made him dress like that everyday to pretend he was a girl.
You know that woman who writes stories about child rape?
The one you bullied until she didn’t know how to cope with life anymore
Her uncle has been in jail for the past eleven years.
He raped her daily for seven years of her life.
What about that guy who favored abstract artwork?
Do you remember him he liked to use the colors red and black a lot.
He was nearly beaten to death when he was fourteen.
He only knows nightmares because he remembers seeing his blood on the wall.
What about me? Do you remember me? Even just a teensy little bit?
You bullied me because
African DestructionUnstable minds
The rebels grow stronger
We are forced to give in
Running is now all we know
No life, no love
Just darkness below
All around us near
The cries of children
And family is what you hear
How can a monster
Such as this
Be allowed to run loose
Unleashing its deadly kiss
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