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Another_Random_Poet_
18/M/Wisconsin Hi everyone! I'm a high schooler that just finds it relaxing to write poems. I hope I can give someone a little enjoyment. I'm open to criticism so if you see something I can improve on, please feel free to tell me!
Basic knowledge of many things, makes others think I'm a genius.
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
Smart
"You did this to me" Those are the words that you sent. Before your last breath.
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 11:18 AM UTC
"You did this to me"
You gave me such love, but you treated me so wrong. I must walk away.
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Apr 26, 2019
Apr 26, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
I must walk away
Are you proud of me? Did I satisfy your needs? Or did I fail you?
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
Failure
I awaken to a feeling I have grown accustomed to. The neverending search of something greater. Shuffling from day to day, hoping to find the spark that can ignite my life. No longer living, only surviving.
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 11:39 AM UTC
Living
I sit in the Silence. The slow tick tick ticking of the clock on the wall. Nothing is here, no one is here. I have only the thoughts in my head to keep my company. I would choose any other company over them. Their words like poison. The thoughts spread like wildfire. My breathing quickens. I begin to sweat. I'm no longer thinking. Only panicking. I pull out my phone. I send a text. I answer a call. "Hey handsome." Suddenly I'm not alone in the Silence. But this is not the reality. No one is there to save my breaking mind. Instead, I sit. And panic, and think, and panic some more. Only myself, my thoughts, and my demons to keep me company in that cold Silence
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
Silence
We all have secrets we hold close. Some that will never be spoken. They control us and change us. Always hoping the world will never know, the secrets we hold close.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:13 PM UTC
Secrets
I never had a certain trauma. I never overcame a severe drama. I was never beat, ***** or suffered harm, But I still have marks along my arm. My trauma does not exist inside the world. My problems are something I have earned. They live inside my thoughtful mind. When someone looks, they are hard to find. But for me, they thrive in every second. Always there, they never lessen. I torment myself for no set reason. My mind has gone and committed treason. I don't control the thoughts in my head. The thoughts that wish I was dead. They push me into misery and pain, All while others think I'm the same. I don't show the world the problems I have. No one will care. I did not suffer. I did not overcome. I simply am broken. With no one to love.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
Trauma
There is confusion In my heart, it lays waiting for one to teach me
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 10:25 AM UTC
Confusion
I try to please to please the others The ones that are always there Watching me, judging me I act as though I don't care But caring is the only thing that I know how to do I care and think and wish and pray That somehow, someway, someday, I can please the others.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 10:19 AM UTC
Others