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Baron_Negative
A single tear flow  as my ink leaves some pretense of what might be my legacy.  I want to rest a long sleep The long night of stillness,  where winter as come and time  has no end  and becomes  a usless analogy,  a measure of  the human psyche I am dying  each day, minute  and second of my life  From the very first  second that I was thrown onto this  Drifting piece of rock Only that,  I don't want to wait,  a death bestowed  upon me by any human or divine intervention unbiased, unprejudiced, a fair chance at death I am tired, shallow and  fearful. empty, lonely, repulsive, forgotten and unloved unworthy to leave any tracks of who I am  Some think of me  as a poet, a nightingale of dreams, a counselor a friend who always has inspired words  of beauty and sentiments  and emotions.  I am no such thing.  I am a child, jailed in a body  of a man, frightened   of my own thoughts.  I am a victim of life,  a useless piece of flesh, so ugly and inadequate,  who can't see a reason  to genuinely smile, who talks alone,  who walks, restless throughout  sleepless nights and is not  really wanted I'm a repulsive piece  of meat, put together  by mistake on an assembly line.  I just want my beauty sleep  the endless kind for those who have been neglected and have left of them  no memories.  I am one step closer.  Oh Creator if you are really there give me strenght to make the terrifying leap into the unknown  and let me rest.  To those I've loved  as companions  on this journey  I ask to be placed  under the shade  of a coconut tree,  so as I may give  food to the hunger  of those whom have  allowed me to pass  and my ashes will  make good feed  for the birds,  the bees  and the sons and daughters of man.  So there I said it, I write it and put it out in the world to see, so at least one person will know I am waiting for the end to come.
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 1:03 PM UTC
What's The Use?
A single tear flow  as my ink leaves some pretense of what might be my legacy.  I want to rest a long sleep The long night of stillness,  where winter as come and time  has no end  and becomes  a usless analogy,  a measure of  the human psyche I am dying  each day, minute  and second of my life  From the very first  second that I was thrown onto this  Drifting piece of rock Only that,  I don't want to wait,  a death bestowed  upon me by any human or divine intervention unbiased, unprejudiced, a fair chance at death I am tired, shallow and  fearful. empty, lonely, repulsive, forgotten and unloved unworthy to leave any tracks of who I am  Some think of me  as a poet, a nightingale of dreams, a counselor a friend who always has inspired words  of beauty and sentiments  and emotions.  I am no such thing.  I am a child, jailed in a body  of a man, frightened   of my own thoughts.  I am a victim of life,  a useless piece of flesh, so ugly and inadequate,  who can't see a reason  to genuinely smile, who talks alone,  who walks, restless throughout  sleepless nights and is not  really wanted I'm a repulsive piece  of meat, put together  by mistake on an assembly line.  I just want my beauty sleep  the endless kind for those who have been neglected and have left of them  no memories.  I am one step closer.  Oh Creator if you are really there give me strenght to make the terrifying leap into the unknown  and let me rest.  To those I've loved  as companions  on this journey  I ask to be placed  under the shade  of a coconut tree,  so as I may give  food to the hunger  of those whom have  allowed me to pass  and my ashes will  make good feed  for the birds,  the bees  and the sons and daughters of man.  So there I said it, I write it and put it out in the world to see, so at least one person will know I am waiting for the end to come.
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She doesn’t care if your heart is broken   Shee doesn’t care if it feels like every bone in your body breaks        With every move you make               She doesn’t know you’re gone             While all I do is notice               She will not cry about you being gone          But all you can do is choke back the tears        Shaking some sense into yourself      In hopes you won’t you won’t fall apart in the night             Why do I always make the same mistakes?            Trusting people who will hurt me in the same way        Over and over again        They've cause my heart so much pain       A pain you carry with you  Throughout everyday            It stalks you like a demon       Demanding to be heard No, Declaring it will be heard     So you take a deep breath and look up into the sky, slowly closing your eyes trying to build your walls        In an attempt to shut everything out       So you can focus on not missing        The people who didn't break you The people who are still there              But in your Castle  The only things that can find you    Are the demons
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 12:41 PM UTC
Listen to yourself
I never knew that my mind could attack me like this.  Falling in and out of my emotions  there is no stable ground beneath me. I'm drowing. I try to side with denial,  but like friendships it never lasts.  I try to smile to cover up the pain  but I'm not allowed to be feel even if its for a little while.  It feels like I've been sentenced life in my thoughts,  that's worse than a death sentence I've tried to fill myself with god's words but I guess I'm doing it wrong  cause I've never been more empty.  They say happiness will come to you  if you know Jesus, I guess we're complete strangers.  They don't understand, hope doesn't understand despair.  I feel deserted because I am alone. Because my body won't let me back in Becuase I'm searching for someone to see me clawing behind the gloom in my eyes Please, help me get out I've been so desperately searching.  Does anyone notice, please? Do you not see the frown behind my smile?  Can anyone hear the sadness thats caresses my laughter?  No one...just me...again, but how much more of myself can I take?  Emotions slowly leave the home that was my heart.  This body is not my own I take care of it, but it couldn't careless I don't evdn belong here, ****   I suppose the only friends I have are the monsters that have taken over. The life playing in my head, is my death sentence
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
My Verdict
I'm a creep and I'm a ****** they all say so because I always have a book in my face because my thoughts aren't controlled by second head because I'm black so can I be a metalhead I'm a creep and I'm a ****** they all say so because my humor is dark because I let my natural hair grow free because I don't fit in their little box But honestly, I think they're the creeps They are the ones afraid to be themselves They are the ones who worships corporate Machines They are the ones who life is controlled by what others think But whatever, Yeah I an creep and I'm a ****** all the other weirdos say so
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:40 AM UTC
The Outsider
I am like a tree with its hard exterior, cold, I stand alone.
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
Tree
As I try to put my words Together to create a dramatic tale Since I found you so dynamic Your cryptic ways made me frantic The traffic in my mind Made me panic, But you were stoic in your delivery I got ahead of myself,possibly thinking we were magic But we're just tragic Friends? Honestly I think that might be epic! Sadly I will feel ugly, but only for today as I'm happy Truthfully I would love to be friends Welll ain't that poetic
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Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 11:29 PM UTC
Dopamine
I'm sorry, I'm hungry You've been on my mind  for some time now. My desire is spreading Wildfire, burning the pages Of your book in my memories Miss your smile.  Miss your talk.  Miss your body.  I miss you.  I understand,  but I'm stubborn,  why I can't reach you left here all alone, cold  hungry  starving for you,  feeling empty  of you.  I crave you.  I want you I'm not blind I understand Love and lust. I don’t think you ever loved me I just satisfied your cravings. My thirst won't be quenched Now open are my eyes  I'm moving on, more Thinking of, you less But, from deep in my soul I feel you must know  that I was longing for you on Sunday.
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Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
Sunday
Clutching my pillow,    body draped in sweat.  All of a sudden.     I can hardly breathe.    My heart had been ripped      apart,and I had awoken again.  A recurring Nightmare    My death I constantly see.   Every night it haunts me,    it pains my lively-hood.    Death so engulfing that      suffocating sensation,    the thought of fading into      nothingness, it scares the      living **** out of me.    I cant change it, I cant      stop dreaming my constant demise.     Then as I slowing lay down,        it hurts knowing that this          was only my first fright      for the Night.
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Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
Twilight Torment
My Inspiration came from  heartache, sadness and anger.  My creativity is as been gone  for a while now  and all I can do is put  pitiful phrases  together in neat little lines  uneven stubby lines  and hope they pass as second-rate poetry.  My ingenuity as been gone  for a while now  because the heartache,pain and anger  are gone...  because I'm happy  and even if it lasts for a day  at least I'll remember that  I was smiling that day
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Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 10:41 PM UTC
Lacking Creativity
Not Long Ago, I loved you, my rock and my soul So I loved you , because you were different from all the others I had know, because of your courage; your skin like the earth, your mind like the ocean and your smile not realizing how misleading your smile But you became distant, the days, weeks, turned to months and the phone calls pivoted to nothing. I texted you, came to you, talked to you, wrote to you but You never acknowledged me. Then I had learned the reason behind your sudden separation I was crushed, devastated as my fragile world shattered apart I tried to hide the pain; and decided to move on. Then I saw you with him, and you told me why sundently it came back flooding into my chest like a tsunami The sensation, feeling that you had left me like a castaway from a shipwreck was more than enough But to tell me "I wanted to just try it once" made it even more insufferable
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Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
Rainy Blues