Initial_J - Hello Poetry

Listen up, please Because, I've got a story, of the people who disagree One, is always on the fence, the other in the tree It's left and right, it's black and its white And no matter what, it's always a fight Sure, one can try, to settle the other down But, the other one, runs the other in the ground It seems like they're just in it, for the round and round Some aren't much, for the roller coaster rides And some are thrill seekers Looking for attention, from when they almost die Been there, done that, almost died twice At my own hand, as a sacrifice For the other one before, who turned out to be a ***** And when they found, love renewed Apparently, it was time to pay another due As if their life wasn't enough, they still stayed tough Then let them, beat them up Then acted like, they didn't give a **** All they ever do, is try to see “what's up” Maybe, patch them back up But who is there for them, when they need it Because all they really see, is their bleeding No matter how much pain, they still live through the strain Feeling like their life, was just a stain Everyday is insane, yeah sure I'll take another complaint Please fill out this form Or toss it back, brave another storm No, I won't use terms like him or her I truly feel, I don't belong on this earth Might as well, just load me in a hearse It's all my life is worth I wish I could say, “well it couldn't be much worse” Then, when that's said The other ones, will surely be the first I will always, come in last I believe, in having a little class, not showing your *** Trying to make everything, good or bad last Just to find, it didn't mean a thing All that effort, isn't worth doing When no one's there, to push you on the swing So there is no back and forth, just standing still Waiting, just to leave the dirt So why live out, a living hell When everyone you ask for help Pretty much tells you "Go **** yourself"

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Dec 30, 2020

Dec 30, 2020 at 4:22 PM UTC

Initial_J

Why even try?

Listen up, please Because, I've got a story, of the people who disagree One, is always on the fence, the other in the tree It's left and right, it's black and its white And no matter what, it's always a fight Sure, one can try, to settle the other down But, the other one, runs the other in the ground It seems like they're just in it, for the round and round Some aren't much, for the roller coaster rides And some are thrill seekers Looking for attention, from when they almost die Been there, done that, almost died twice At my own hand, as a sacrifice For the other one before, who turned out to be a ***** And when they found, love renewed Apparently, it was time to pay another due As if their life wasn't enough, they still stayed tough Then let them, beat them up Then acted like, they didn't give a **** All they ever do, is try to see “what's up” Maybe, patch them back up But who is there for them, when they need it Because all they really see, is their bleeding No matter how much pain, they still live through the strain Feeling like their life, was just a stain Everyday is insane, yeah sure I'll take another complaint Please fill out this form Or toss it back, brave another storm No, I won't use terms like him or her I truly feel, I don't belong on this earth Might as well, just load me in a hearse It's all my life is worth I wish I could say, “well it couldn't be much worse” Then, when that's said The other ones, will surely be the first I will always, come in last I believe, in having a little class, not showing your *** Trying to make everything, good or bad last Just to find, it didn't mean a thing All that effort, isn't worth doing When no one's there, to push you on the swing So there is no back and forth, just standing still Waiting, just to leave the dirt So why live out, a living hell When everyone you ask for help Pretty much tells you "Go **** yourself"

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To live or give up living Living is more of a suggestion Wether you suffer the aches and pains Of the depressing ebbs and flow Or you face life head on Getting past the insurmountable odds To die, to be free from overwhelming anxiety That comes with the natural flow of life We all want to be without strife And maybe by dying we are transported Possibly to a better realm of existence There's the problem though When we die where will we end up? Eternal grace? Horrible eternal punishment? When we push away these normal feelings You take a moment, to honor that choice Because that anxiety makes the struggle of life seem that much longer Why would you choose to prolong such pain? The people who hurt you, others so proud of themselves they can't even see their flaws The hearts broken from careless past loves, when proper justice seems like inaction, the politicians that don't seem to take the oath of office to heart, and the pain that comes with the patience of waiting for the wrongs to be righted, but if not you to bear these weights of depression then who would take the toll? You stay quiet in public but take on the world in the little uneasy rest you can hardly obtain Taking all this on not knowing what is yet to come when death arrives at your door and no one you know has entered into death and returned to tell you of its glory or it pains and you have no idea if you have the will to carry on with no idea of reward in death And yet we deal with issues at hand not knowing whether it will be better or worse when we finally give up and die? These ideas haunt the back of everyone's mind and makes even the strongest of us cower in fear of not knowing what's next Although we may approach the day with sunny disposition a shadow of doubt is in the back of everyone's mind We may do something heroic or brave or possibly selfless But with these thoughts in the back of our mind at all times These amazing acts seem to lose all merit

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Dec 30, 2020

Dec 30, 2020 at 3:21 AM UTC

Initial_J

To Live Or Give Up Living

To live or give up living Living is more of a suggestion Wether you suffer the aches and pains Of the depressing ebbs and flow Or you face life head on Getting past the insurmountable odds To die, to be free from overwhelming anxiety That comes with the natural flow of life We all want to be without strife And maybe by dying we are transported Possibly to a better realm of existence There's the problem though When we die where will we end up? Eternal grace? Horrible eternal punishment? When we push away these normal feelings You take a moment, to honor that choice Because that anxiety makes the struggle of life seem that much longer Why would you choose to prolong such pain? The people who hurt you, others so proud of themselves they can't even see their flaws The hearts broken from careless past loves, when proper justice seems like inaction, the politicians that don't seem to take the oath of office to heart, and the pain that comes with the patience of waiting for the wrongs to be righted, but if not you to bear these weights of depression then who would take the toll? You stay quiet in public but take on the world in the little uneasy rest you can hardly obtain Taking all this on not knowing what is yet to come when death arrives at your door and no one you know has entered into death and returned to tell you of its glory or it pains and you have no idea if you have the will to carry on with no idea of reward in death And yet we deal with issues at hand not knowing whether it will be better or worse when we finally give up and die? These ideas haunt the back of everyone's mind and makes even the strongest of us cower in fear of not knowing what's next Although we may approach the day with sunny disposition a shadow of doubt is in the back of everyone's mind We may do something heroic or brave or possibly selfless But with these thoughts in the back of our mind at all times These amazing acts seem to lose all merit

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Goodbye Sanity Hello Sadness Goodbye Madness Hello Manic Goodbye Panic Hello Intoxication Goodbye Personification Hello Logoparvusphobia Goodbye Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia Hello Poetry

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Sep 26, 2020

Sep 26, 2020 at 5:24 PM UTC

Initial_J

Hello Poetry

Goodbye Sanity Hello Sadness Goodbye Madness Hello Manic Goodbye Panic Hello Intoxication Goodbye Personification Hello Logoparvusphobia Goodbye Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia Hello Poetry

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It's okay, I'm dead There is nothing you can do Living was alright... But death was overdue So say your unsaid thoughts To the corpse you hardly knew Maybe bid a nice farewell To my smile stitched askew You can say you will remember We both know this isn't true All that I could really try Is to forever haunt you

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Sep 26, 2020

Sep 26, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC

Initial_J

It's Okay, I'm Dead

It's okay, I'm dead There is nothing you can do Living was alright... But death was overdue So say your unsaid thoughts To the corpse you hardly knew Maybe bid a nice farewell To my smile stitched askew You can say you will remember We both know this isn't true All that I could really try Is to forever haunt you

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Objects in mirror May be closer then they appear So I don't look back Because the past Does not lead the pack

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Sep 25, 2020

Sep 25, 2020 at 1:21 AM UTC

Initial_J

Objects in the mirror

Objects in mirror May be closer then they appear So I don't look back Because the past Does not lead the pack

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At least not all the time They only have to tell others What you think or feel About over here Or maybe there A poem can be anywhere I mean anything It doesn't have to rhyme But maybe it does sometime I meant something You know structures not important To some degree it makes things easier Who I am trying to please anyways Art is art If that's what you believe in your heart Or maybe your head Could be your soul If you hadn't sold it already Wait what..... Where was I going with this.... Oh yeah, poem.

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Sep 18, 2020

Sep 18, 2020 at 4:37 PM UTC

Initial_J

Poems don't have to rhyme

At least not all the time They only have to tell others What you think or feel About over here Or maybe there A poem can be anywhere I mean anything It doesn't have to rhyme But maybe it does sometime I meant something You know structures not important To some degree it makes things easier Who I am trying to please anyways Art is art If that's what you believe in your heart Or maybe your head Could be your soul If you hadn't sold it already Wait what..... Where was I going with this.... Oh yeah, poem.

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I'm feeling quixotic I'm definitely all there But I also feel like I'm not Always felt neurotic On the verge of breaking down Seems like I'm utterly toxic If you see me being manic You don't have to be scared I'm the one who will panic Try you hardest to look past I'll work even harder still To make sure you'll forget this outcast

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Sep 18, 2020

Sep 18, 2020 at 4:11 PM UTC

Initial_J

Quixotic

I'm feeling quixotic I'm definitely all there But I also feel like I'm not Always felt neurotic On the verge of breaking down Seems like I'm utterly toxic If you see me being manic You don't have to be scared I'm the one who will panic Try you hardest to look past I'll work even harder still To make sure you'll forget this outcast

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I've been so stupid I think as the smoke envelopes my lungs What was I thinking? How could I have been so dumb Spending every waking moment Trying to become so numb Where did this satisfaction Of stillness come from What were my hopes and dreams I guess that I have none I take a drag with a final breath How could I love someone When I find such comfort in my own death I've been so stupid It's an affliction that I have done

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Sep 17, 2020

Sep 17, 2020 at 7:40 PM UTC

Initial_J

Stupid

I've been so stupid I think as the smoke envelopes my lungs What was I thinking? How could I have been so dumb Spending every waking moment Trying to become so numb Where did this satisfaction Of stillness come from What were my hopes and dreams I guess that I have none I take a drag with a final breath How could I love someone When I find such comfort in my own death I've been so stupid It's an affliction that I have done

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Emoji here 😃 Emoji there 😥 Emoji God **** every where 😠 😷 🙏 🔫 🔪 💘 If you want to see my 🍆 Send me a picture of your 🍉 🍉 And then I can go into the 🚿 Wont come out for half an ⏰ And if you think this poem is 😄 Well then your out look on life is 🌞

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Sep 17, 2020

Sep 17, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC

Initial_J

Emoji

Emoji here 😃 Emoji there 😥 Emoji God **** every where 😠 😷 🙏 🔫 🔪 💘 If you want to see my 🍆 Send me a picture of your 🍉 🍉 And then I can go into the 🚿 Wont come out for half an ⏰ And if you think this poem is 😄 Well then your out look on life is 🌞

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Lucky is a strike of fate A new found love Perhaps a seldom date They say lucky is as lucky does But there are quite a few That lucky never really was Try as they might to be Some will never Lucky is what they cannot be Few can really come to relate And they won't realize Until its a day or two too late

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Sep 17, 2020

Sep 17, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC

Initial_J

Lucky

Lucky is a strike of fate A new found love Perhaps a seldom date They say lucky is as lucky does But there are quite a few That lucky never really was Try as they might to be Some will never Lucky is what they cannot be Few can really come to relate And they won't realize Until its a day or two too late

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