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BrokenArpeggio
BrokenArpeggio
Poetry and Music: The emotionally charged passion that feeds the soul!
NO MORE am I confident in what this world has to offer Its people are selfish and crazed Chewing up and spitting out the meek and mild souls Imprisoning an empath to suffering and pain NO LONGER can I look upon life fondly With that pure yet innocent gaze I've been stripped of the wonderous excitement that curiosity can bring And replaced it with an anxious but violent haze NO MATTER the extent to which I try to recover My mind keeps taking me back to those horrific days Where a person or persons exorcised their demons Placing those vivid memories on a continuous loop of play NO DOUBT I'm broken and tainted Which is quite short of filing it all away I cannot condone or explain exactly why Those that slaughtered my reality did NOT somehow pay
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Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 7:18 PM UTC
Slaughter Of Innocence
It starts with a blur Then frightening moments of clarity It flashes piece by piece Then my mind changes polarity An erratic heartbeat Leads my consciousness away Being frozen in terror Leads all body movement astray I smell things When they aren't present now I sense things When I know there's nothing around I see HIM And then I don't I feel HIM And then I choke If I ever remember it all Maybe then, my mind will be at peace With all the horrors out in the open Maybe then, my body will finally get that coveted release
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
Memory In Pieces
When spoken by the timid It evokes anxiety and fear Ruminating over how to utilize it And desperately not wanting to hear The dauntless utter it overtly Overconfident in prose and strength Never contemplating the consequences Keeps everyone at an arm's length A sentence this precise shouldn't be so confusing Nor open to the interpretation of its core "No Means No", as a matter of fact The brazen should use it sparingly, and the meek demand it more
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Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 1:00 AM UTC
NO...
A weight that crushes With every exhaled breath Leaves me helpless and hopeless Creating an emotional death I'm tired of hiding from feeling And apologizing for who I am Needing to depart from the shadows Being that person, no one understands Two parts of a self That is conflicted but wishes to be whole One yearning to please everyone The other desperately trying to escape from web spun molds This delicate silk No matter how impenetrable the twine Hopefully will start separating And allow both sides to emerge combined
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
Breaking Into Whole
I believe you held my attention From the moment our eyes first met Desiring to emulate and follow you In your hands, my world was set An opportunity to help me flourish By way of your tutelage and guise I wanted to hold the title, "Daddy's Little Helper" And witness the pride in those eyes Your gaze seemed more of disdain than a satisfaction Making me yearn to keep toeing the line Always striving to be, just perfect enough And worthy of anyone's time When precision becomes routine, expectations are assumed Leaving no forgiveness for not doing what was told I did more than my share, freeing others from their burdens And my childhood got lost within the fold Lessons were handed out, on both sides of a wall Built upon fear, stubbornness, and pride Desperate and broken, I faded away Creating an impossible divide As time passed by, you moved on with life Erasing our troubled memories with something new That was never my thing, family loyalty was innate So I choked on but buried deep, my feelings of you Alienation gave cause, for my contentment in being hopeless That we would ever, share the same breath of air But out of nowhere, your heart falls suddenly on a sleeve Now together, we are healing and attempting to repair Thanks, Dad...
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 12:09 AM UTC
Misgivings Of A Patriarch
A flaw or difference to one, Is a pathway towards acceptance For another... ...In a world that embraces and encourages a "cookie-cutter" mentality, Individuality should be celebrated, Not chastised!
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Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 5:11 PM UTC
The Unique
You must not know The pain I hide So, I tuck it away Until it burns me alive It sears every cell Of my weak and battered soul Searching for a breath of air To ignite a raging inferno I conceal it to protect you From a burdened and heinous fact Past horrors are devouring me Forcing my mind to reenact Scenes and images I cannot fathom Therefore, I am reluctant to share Hoping for a bit of resilience To save you from the crosses I bear
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May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
Veiled Affliction
They come out of nowhere And can be as simple as a word Intrusive, flashing voices Who refuse not to be heard These opinions with biased force Keep ringing in my ears Burning through my retinas And searing their mark upon my fears Like a thousand prickling itches That cannot be soothed by a scratch Stifling does not contain them They constantly find new ways of attack The mind is a delicate balance Of inner and outer cues A slight shift can cause a deafening Where clear thoughts spiral to confused
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Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 1:28 PM UTC
Exposed Trigger
Free from judgment Free from fear No worries about fitting in 'Cause we all are welcome here Serene is the setting Serenity is the goal With many hooves patrolling these grounds There's no need to be in control Relinquish your inhibitions Renounce your social curse For everyone is beautiful within these walls Embracing the individual first Security will be a priority Secure will be the first thing you feel Guided by a firm yet loving curator This shed of safety is REAL...
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 11:44 PM UTC
The Safe Shed
This step, Moves you forward That step, Sets you back Be determined to just keep moving And not panic, when the mind attacks Being present, Allows growth Numbing out, Smothers the seed Staying nourished, in both body and soul Lifts the fog and allows you to breathe Going quick, Isn't always better Slow and steady, Can set the pace Running, may not be faster For crawling, could win the race
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Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 11:52 AM UTC
The Subjective Objectivity Of Steps