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ColeNZ
NZ INTP, Chaotic Good. Feel free to message me.
If you could see you With my eyes You could see your kind nature And just how amazing you are I hope one day you can see it Until that day I’ll help keep that spark alive
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:44 PM UTC
Keep It Alive
all these feelings all these thoughts all these words all these poems for no one.
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:30 PM UTC
For ___
I love something that doesn’t exist Something too pure for this world Something so intense It makes me feel a feeling like no other It’s precious to me Go on, laugh if you wish But to me, it is more real than life
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:21 PM UTC
I love something that doesn’t exist
Where do emotions come from? Do our experiences create them? Or are they always in us? Subdued, and then grow Till one day, they burst? Do they come differently for different people? For some, do they not come at all? I wonder this often And then wonder where that came from Irritating, I know Well, no matter what the cause is Or where they came from I see how you derive your kindness from love It makes me a better person And that makes me love you So I can at least say this with certainty For me, Love came from you
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 3:08 PM UTC
Where love comes from
No one will understand you The way you understand you No one will always be there for you The way you’ll always be there for you And no one can help you The way you can help you So please, help you The way you know how to
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Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 2:08 PM UTC
Help You
I awake from an eternal sleep All around me reeks, with the beats Of the beats of every being around me I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop But their forced open by my biological clock I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think Why am I here? Where is here? What am I? And nobody can answer. “Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here” “Respect your parents” they command so very clear So I do as they say, I listen to every command I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me And slowly, I learn the truth about this world The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind Life is not a gift, it’s a curse Out of all fates, it’s the worse I will not continue to immerse in the lie The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam You are a victim, just as I Don’t let society tell you otherwise But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die No need to multiply, stop your bloodline And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
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May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
Life is NOT a Gift
I awake from an eternal sleep All around me reeks, with the beats Of the beats of every being around me I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop But their forced open by my biological clock I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think Why am I here? Where is here? What am I? And nobody can answer. “Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here” “Respect your parents” they command so very clear So I do as they say, I listen to every command I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me And slowly, I learn the truth about this world The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind Life is not a gift, it’s a curse Out of all fates, it’s the worse I will not continue to immerse in the lie The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam You are a victim, just as I Don’t let society tell you otherwise But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die No need to multiply, stop your bloodline And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
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How do I describe the one I love most? Beautiful? That’s putting it too lightly Friend? That’s far too plain Family? That’s just too unreasonable Lover? Not a chance... That’s too distant
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 11:36 AM UTC
Describing Her
“How do I feel about humanity?” That’s a question I’ve once been asked But in order to keep all my sanity I gently smiled and answered with “pass”
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 10:32 AM UTC
How Do I Feel About Humanity?
Obsession Depression The badness This madness These words Although simple Perfectly capture My sadness
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Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
The Right Words
Sweet, sweet child So pure to the eyes How could anyone hate A soul as innocent as thine? So when a child is born Let’s celebrate the birth To only slowly watch… His innocence... Be dearth
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Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 2:38 AM UTC
The Joys of Birth