ErdyBirdy - Hello Poetry

You can tell by the blank stare in my eye I don’t give a fukk And I’m not afraid to die Tried to put the pieces together, but I don’t think it can, Chasing the coke snowstorms like I’m a fukking weatherman Hate what days are like now, without any of the hype, Making questionable choices, gambling with my life My connect got what I need, he’s sliding late at night, If tonight’s gonna my last, at least I burned out bright.

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Aug 24, 2019

Aug 24, 2019 at 11:39 PM UTC

Darkside

You can tell by the blank stare in my eye I don’t give a fukk And I’m not afraid to die Tried to put the pieces together, but I don’t think it can, Chasing the coke snowstorms like I’m a fukking weatherman Hate what days are like now, without any of the hype, Making questionable choices, gambling with my life My connect got what I need, he’s sliding late at night, If tonight’s gonna my last, at least I burned out bright.

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The single thought lingers, it won’t ever leave, Waking up from the memory, scared and can hardly breathe, Curled up on the tiles, feeling exhausted, numb, and cold, Just wishing that for one last time, I could have your hand to hold. My mind is a war zone, but I can never leave Coming apart like a frayed cord, starting to unweave Thick fog clouds my feelings, they are so hard to see I’m locked inside my own cage, but I’ve lost the key And when I eventually break out, and my happiness finally shows, The memory comes in and steals the show, until the curtains close.

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Sep 8, 2018

Sep 8, 2018 at 4:08 AM UTC

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The single thought lingers, it won’t ever leave, Waking up from the memory, scared and can hardly breathe, Curled up on the tiles, feeling exhausted, numb, and cold, Just wishing that for one last time, I could have your hand to hold. My mind is a war zone, but I can never leave Coming apart like a frayed cord, starting to unweave Thick fog clouds my feelings, they are so hard to see I’m locked inside my own cage, but I’ve lost the key And when I eventually break out, and my happiness finally shows, The memory comes in and steals the show, until the curtains close.

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Alas my time is spent, I can no longer wait, Away I must go, believe me it's something I hate, Our time apart this time, may only be a week, Regardless of the time, your presence is what I seek, Now it is time to set sail, before the final wave, Just know my love, that our love will never change

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Apr 8, 2018

Apr 8, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC

Captain of the Dutchman

Alas my time is spent, I can no longer wait, Away I must go, believe me it's something I hate, Our time apart this time, may only be a week, Regardless of the time, your presence is what I seek, Now it is time to set sail, before the final wave, Just know my love, that our love will never change

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Wake to gunshots like an alarm, Another day in foreign lands, Enemies who mean to do us harm, The lives of my men in my hands. Pinned down by bullets zipping by, Always the first in the fray, With help from the lord up high, I will live to see another day. All I can think of is the call from my wife, While casings rain down from my gun, She said don’t you dare waste your life, Any day we are going to have a son.

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Nov 28, 2017

Nov 28, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC

Soldier

Wake to gunshots like an alarm, Another day in foreign lands, Enemies who mean to do us harm, The lives of my men in my hands. Pinned down by bullets zipping by, Always the first in the fray, With help from the lord up high, I will live to see another day. All I can think of is the call from my wife, While casings rain down from my gun, She said don’t you dare waste your life, Any day we are going to have a son.

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Smoking and drinkin’ No longer waiting for the weekend Abusing Anything that will numb the pain, Strange clouds rolling in and pourin’ rain I stopped smoking **** for about 2 years, But that all changed, the night you disappeared. I always see you around, even tho I know you’re gone, Like a ghost of the Dutchman, who always has to leave at dawn. So I spend nights like these, sitting on the roof, Reaching cloud 9 trying to find you, that’s the truth. Thoughts of the bullet or the pill, both will set me free, But I carry on because I know I got my angel watching over me. Miss you <3

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Nov 25, 2017

Nov 25, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC

story of a lost soul

Smoking and drinkin’ No longer waiting for the weekend Abusing Anything that will numb the pain, Strange clouds rolling in and pourin’ rain I stopped smoking **** for about 2 years, But that all changed, the night you disappeared. I always see you around, even tho I know you’re gone, Like a ghost of the Dutchman, who always has to leave at dawn. So I spend nights like these, sitting on the roof, Reaching cloud 9 trying to find you, that’s the truth. Thoughts of the bullet or the pill, both will set me free, But I carry on because I know I got my angel watching over me. Miss you <3

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Inhale clouds to put my pained mind at ease, At the edge of the pond, surrounded by trees. Lie down in the grass, a bed of deep green, Admire the peace of nature, she is my queen. Feel the warmth of the sun, as it touches your skin Feeling happy from the high, I just giggle and grin. So whenever I need to be alone, in need of some space I’ll inhale again, I’ll find zen, and come back to this place

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Oct 31, 2017

Oct 31, 2017 at 12:36 AM UTC

The Pond

Inhale clouds to put my pained mind at ease, At the edge of the pond, surrounded by trees. Lie down in the grass, a bed of deep green, Admire the peace of nature, she is my queen. Feel the warmth of the sun, as it touches your skin Feeling happy from the high, I just giggle and grin. So whenever I need to be alone, in need of some space I’ll inhale again, I’ll find zen, and come back to this place

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big heart full of love but it barely beats, Walking all alone down the cold and empty streets. so eerie and quiet, like the dead in their graves, a small boat on the ocean getting battered by the waves.

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Oct 31, 2017

Oct 31, 2017 at 12:13 AM UTC

_^_^_

big heart full of love but it barely beats, Walking all alone down the cold and empty streets. so eerie and quiet, like the dead in their graves, a small boat on the ocean getting battered by the waves.

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My mind is a prison and I can’t break free, Bars made of emotions, but only I can see, The walls of my cell hold images of my life, 18 years in that house and nothing but strife Mentally abused, they couldn’t just leave me be, So why do they ask about all this hatred in me, So close to breaking, THC was my release Which ended by getting tossed in the backseat by the police Three years under the radar, I’ve become a ghost, I find solace in nobody, unlike most When the inevitable comes, I’ll once again go insane, unleash and make me worthy for the mark of Cain. There is one who can save me from this end, And it’s the reason why she’s my only lover and friend. EAE

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Oct 23, 2017

Oct 23, 2017 at 2:04 AM UTC

A Look Inside

My mind is a prison and I can’t break free, Bars made of emotions, but only I can see, The walls of my cell hold images of my life, 18 years in that house and nothing but strife Mentally abused, they couldn’t just leave me be, So why do they ask about all this hatred in me, So close to breaking, THC was my release Which ended by getting tossed in the backseat by the police Three years under the radar, I’ve become a ghost, I find solace in nobody, unlike most When the inevitable comes, I’ll once again go insane, unleash and make me worthy for the mark of Cain. There is one who can save me from this end, And it’s the reason why she’s my only lover and friend. EAE

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So innocent, so happy so full of life and so free, Just imagine all the things that we could possibly be. They took us so young We hadn't really a choice, We scream from the pain But they silence our voice. With time they began to mold us So others could not see, that our happiness is a disguise From which we cannot break free. Tired of being their slave We choose to turn and fight, But the battles seem so hopeless No victory or end in sight defeated in every battle We ask ourselves why, Depression quietly replies What is dead may never die.

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Oct 6, 2017

Oct 6, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC

Battle

So innocent, so happy so full of life and so free, Just imagine all the things that we could possibly be. They took us so young We hadn't really a choice, We scream from the pain But they silence our voice. With time they began to mold us So others could not see, that our happiness is a disguise From which we cannot break free. Tired of being their slave We choose to turn and fight, But the battles seem so hopeless No victory or end in sight defeated in every battle We ask ourselves why, Depression quietly replies What is dead may never die.

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I want to be your habit, Your guilty pleasure, Hooked like prometh and codeine, I'll love you forever I want to be your habit, Who's always there for you, Like the THC rushing to your brain I make happy what was once blue I want to be your habit, The kind you can't escape Who picks up pieces of your broken heart And reconnects the pieces with tape EAE

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Sep 28, 2017

Sep 28, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC

Habit

I want to be your habit, Your guilty pleasure, Hooked like prometh and codeine, I'll love you forever I want to be your habit, Who's always there for you, Like the THC rushing to your brain I make happy what was once blue I want to be your habit, The kind you can't escape Who picks up pieces of your broken heart And reconnects the pieces with tape EAE

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