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Amelie
Amelie
Malaysian Striving, admiring, questioning, living. This is for when I think I'm going insane. We need insane sometimes.
Ringing ears Drop dead silence Revealing fears Under the influence Tired flesh Mind awakened Spirit shakened Day is night Night is day Monologue conversations In an overflowing mind Personal revelations   Are harder to find Verbal diarrhoea Fitting nothing in criteria Spreading like bacteria Repressing hysteria
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 3:21 PM UTC
Redbull *****
This door that you opened up, I never knew what was in it until the light was switched on. I was so afraid of the dark. No, it wasn't a room. I saw a journey, a road. Now I'm on my way. No, we're on our way. And never a chance baby, That I'll take a look back. Because I came to realize that You were my light; You switched me on.
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
Opened door
I'm fading with the voices that guide me I'm so stagnant My mind and my soul is stuck In this comfortable rut And at this rate The pit forming beneath my feet Is going deeper and deeper
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
Limbo
I can scream too I can shout I can kick up the dust And threaten to **** myself I can raise my fist And rage and scream at the world Take the car and run And splurge Take no concern for my actions No need for consequences Because **** the world I can go depressed too I can sulk too I worked to get what I wanted And when I spend Not with my money I feel sorry Because there is guilt I did not have anyone I was locked up I was expected to stay home Do the chores As my mother expects me to Wait for the weekend Wait for my siblings Only to see the beam on my mother's face When her son comes home It ebbed me to see that When I felt like I couldn't bring joy to her And I bite my tongue Fight myself to think it's satan's lie Home alone Stuck in a small house No privacy Because I can't even have a decent conversation With my best friend Without having eavesdropped I can't cry out loud too Because they might hear My room door is spoiled It can't be locked No privacy No escape Stay home There is so much to do Clean the windows Cut the grass Have you swept the floor? What have you done the whole day? That strain in her voice Now I can't do that Because I am miles away But the anger is still in me I didn't know it was Until someone else throws a tantrum That is just selfish That is very selfish I suffered too And I did not have anyone to rely on Though I did have my books My old canine friend The internet that sometimes harmed And my dreams This is my dream Then why this, Why this?
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Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC
So stop complaining
I can scream too I can shout I can kick up the dust And threaten to **** myself I can raise my fist And rage and scream at the world Take the car and run And splurge Take no concern for my actions No need for consequences Because **** the world I can go depressed too I can sulk too I worked to get what I wanted And when I spend Not with my money I feel sorry Because there is guilt I did not have anyone I was locked up I was expected to stay home Do the chores As my mother expects me to Wait for the weekend Wait for my siblings Only to see the beam on my mother's face When her son comes home It ebbed me to see that When I felt like I couldn't bring joy to her And I bite my tongue Fight myself to think it's satan's lie Home alone Stuck in a small house No privacy Because I can't even have a decent conversation With my best friend Without having eavesdropped I can't cry out loud too Because they might hear My room door is spoiled It can't be locked No privacy No escape Stay home There is so much to do Clean the windows Cut the grass Have you swept the floor? What have you done the whole day? That strain in her voice Now I can't do that Because I am miles away But the anger is still in me I didn't know it was Until someone else throws a tantrum That is just selfish That is very selfish I suffered too And I did not have anyone to rely on Though I did have my books My old canine friend The internet that sometimes harmed And my dreams This is my dream Then why this, Why this?
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My eyes were glued to the ocean waves The tides were strong Clashing over and over It never gave up So intimidating yet so comforting It was foggy and the sky was orange grey I took a seat on the bench beside two girls They were best friends Then I realized that Being alone did not bother me anymore All that mattered were the waves So strong it could sweep up everything Yet so strangely soothing That it lulled me to sleep When I opened my eyes The waves came to me Came up to my neck It covered me like a blanket That strange comfort
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
I dreamt
Of things I fear most is someone taking away my rationality. All the power you have to so easily alter my mood. Take my insecurities 'cause I don't remember having them. Give me names good for the ear. Hey look. Look here, Look at nothing.
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 5:24 PM UTC
Immunity