Jarchand97 - Hello Poetry

Forearm violin, and razorbladed bow Play me the saddest song that you know Sing me your pain as you cut out each note A melancholy melody drenched in scarlet woe I feel the burdens you confide within me I embrace every chord your song screams Im taken by the weeping will to live that pervades with every cry of the strings And so the high comes low, the Grave tempo sweeps me through the finale's bend And In my applause, I pray you never have to play that song again. Will you accept the final note to bring to your suffering to an end? Or will you let the past torment you again and again?

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Mar 8, 2022

Mar 8, 2022 at 6:45 PM UTC

The Saddest Song That No One Will Ever Hear [2022 Revised]

Forearm violin, and razorbladed bow Play me the saddest song that you know Sing me your pain as you cut out each note A melancholy melody drenched in scarlet woe I feel the burdens you confide within me I embrace every chord your song screams Im taken by the weeping will to live that pervades with every cry of the strings And so the high comes low, the Grave tempo sweeps me through the finale's bend And In my applause, I pray you never have to play that song again. Will you accept the final note to bring to your suffering to an end? Or will you let the past torment you again and again?

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Forearm violin, and razorbladed bow Play me the saddest song that you know Sing me your pain as you cut out each note Drench the melody in thick crimson woe Help me understand the disdain that you confide within me I want to embrace every chord your song screams I want to be taken by the sway of the rhythm that pervades with every cry of the strings I hear what you plead, I feel the Grave tempo sweep me through the climactic finale's bend And In my applause, I pray you never have to play that song again. Can you accept that each stroke isnt an end with suffering but a suffering with no end? Turn your face to the sun, then all the shadows will be behind you Listen to the harmony of the warmth, I beseech you Though your scars read aloud each bar of your song, The melody of letting go will cleanse the darkened fog you been subject to all along.

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Aug 24, 2018

Aug 24, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC

The Saddest Song That None Will Hear

Forearm violin, and razorbladed bow Play me the saddest song that you know Sing me your pain as you cut out each note Drench the melody in thick crimson woe Help me understand the disdain that you confide within me I want to embrace every chord your song screams I want to be taken by the sway of the rhythm that pervades with every cry of the strings I hear what you plead, I feel the Grave tempo sweep me through the climactic finale's bend And In my applause, I pray you never have to play that song again. Can you accept that each stroke isnt an end with suffering but a suffering with no end? Turn your face to the sun, then all the shadows will be behind you Listen to the harmony of the warmth, I beseech you Though your scars read aloud each bar of your song, The melody of letting go will cleanse the darkened fog you been subject to all along.

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We grew from nothing Evolved by natural trial and error Until consciousness coursed its way in Unraveling the bonds that lock away intellect. Giving life to feral minds, opening the eye for the first time. Understanding had awoken inside, Somewhere along the line, someone realized the truth We didnt have to happen, but we are. We didnt have to know, but we do. The paralyzing thoughts of the after shock settles in seeing that we have been cursed by retaining. We are able to hear ourselves in our own heads. We are able to think beyond our bodies Pondering away the dawning of genesis Able to make peace with our conscience Lusting for a calling that screams "purpose" Are we truly alive without meaning? Or are we meerly molded by the order of universal fate that watches without a wavering eye I believe, the latter we prosper, the former we faulter We are a Coincidence with a purpose We live life side by side, we coincide in our existence Each step forward is a step away from the past as we continue on fates forged paths Make haste and hasten what must be done before you're satisfied with the dirt under the grass, because from nothing we began marching, step by step leading us to our last.

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Aug 11, 2018

Aug 11, 2018 at 10:44 PM UTC

Purpose

We grew from nothing Evolved by natural trial and error Until consciousness coursed its way in Unraveling the bonds that lock away intellect. Giving life to feral minds, opening the eye for the first time. Understanding had awoken inside, Somewhere along the line, someone realized the truth We didnt have to happen, but we are. We didnt have to know, but we do. The paralyzing thoughts of the after shock settles in seeing that we have been cursed by retaining. We are able to hear ourselves in our own heads. We are able to think beyond our bodies Pondering away the dawning of genesis Able to make peace with our conscience Lusting for a calling that screams "purpose" Are we truly alive without meaning? Or are we meerly molded by the order of universal fate that watches without a wavering eye I believe, the latter we prosper, the former we faulter We are a Coincidence with a purpose We live life side by side, we coincide in our existence Each step forward is a step away from the past as we continue on fates forged paths Make haste and hasten what must be done before you're satisfied with the dirt under the grass, because from nothing we began marching, step by step leading us to our last.

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Have you ever listened to break up songs Singing the words aloud Singing of the hurt they were brought by someone they love indefinitely Left with their heart bleeding out as it all soaks into the ground, impaled by nail, slain with clout Then your met with the bone chilling thought, the paralyzing realization. That you're everything they are singing about.

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Jun 7, 2018

Jun 7, 2018 at 12:43 PM UTC

Only from a new perspective can we truly see what we are and what we've done

Have you ever listened to break up songs Singing the words aloud Singing of the hurt they were brought by someone they love indefinitely Left with their heart bleeding out as it all soaks into the ground, impaled by nail, slain with clout Then your met with the bone chilling thought, the paralyzing realization. That you're everything they are singing about.

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As I sit and stare From my lonely bar chair While enjoying a casual captain and coke filling the room with my cigarette smoke I notice that, in my lonesome, dreary world I am but a seed among redwoods I cant comprehend the conundrum that is life I've been at the edge of the reapers scythe Caving in to the pressure and strife Living under the dim, florescent bar lights. I didn't come from a broken home But I did create one of my own In my mind, where no light shone, In the deepest sanctum, my awareness had undergrown I sheltered myself, locked away in a cage Any thoughts of moving on I saved for another page. I wrapped around the idea that I couldn't make it out on life's stage 21 was the end of the line for me And going any further I had forbade But, before I had realized I rose from the ashes Overcame the obstacles And really took in life as is passed Each fleeting memory I had I grasped it I now understand how i got here I've turned my life around, the drugs, the ***** the pain and everything that masked it I trashed it. I dont want it, I dont need to have it Here I am. Moments in front of my parents garage Suitcases packed, Friends and family arrive to send me off with a "bon voyage" I finally got it The key to happiness was right in front of me I've had it all along but somewhere I had lost it I dont know why it was so difficult to see It's that, we pave our own paths And anything that is trying to stop us Is only temporary, We may hurt from the mistakes in our past But as long as you are able to get up and own who you are now Then you will forever be set free

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Jun 6, 2018

Jun 6, 2018 at 8:30 PM UTC

Untitled

As I sit and stare From my lonely bar chair While enjoying a casual captain and coke filling the room with my cigarette smoke I notice that, in my lonesome, dreary world I am but a seed among redwoods I cant comprehend the conundrum that is life I've been at the edge of the reapers scythe Caving in to the pressure and strife Living under the dim, florescent bar lights. I didn't come from a broken home But I did create one of my own In my mind, where no light shone, In the deepest sanctum, my awareness had undergrown I sheltered myself, locked away in a cage Any thoughts of moving on I saved for another page. I wrapped around the idea that I couldn't make it out on life's stage 21 was the end of the line for me And going any further I had forbade But, before I had realized I rose from the ashes Overcame the obstacles And really took in life as is passed Each fleeting memory I had I grasped it I now understand how i got here I've turned my life around, the drugs, the ***** the pain and everything that masked it I trashed it. I dont want it, I dont need to have it Here I am. Moments in front of my parents garage Suitcases packed, Friends and family arrive to send me off with a "bon voyage" I finally got it The key to happiness was right in front of me I've had it all along but somewhere I had lost it I dont know why it was so difficult to see It's that, we pave our own paths And anything that is trying to stop us Is only temporary, We may hurt from the mistakes in our past But as long as you are able to get up and own who you are now Then you will forever be set free

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How can I live with the guilt? How did I walk away from the love we built? Silence surrounds her and her lonesome cries While I drown in regret knowing how I left wasnt right. They tell me you dont miss her You just miss the routine Which is easy to say knowing I didn't have to see her face As I told her goodbye from miles away And now, one month deep It still doesn't feel real I guess I'll forgive myself But I dont think I'll ever forget how I made her feel

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Jun 5, 2018

Jun 5, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC

Never forget

How can I live with the guilt? How did I walk away from the love we built? Silence surrounds her and her lonesome cries While I drown in regret knowing how I left wasnt right. They tell me you dont miss her You just miss the routine Which is easy to say knowing I didn't have to see her face As I told her goodbye from miles away And now, one month deep It still doesn't feel real I guess I'll forgive myself But I dont think I'll ever forget how I made her feel

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I'm really trying not to lose everything But maybe it's time fold em Claim bankruptcy Start back at zero, make my way back up, no stoppin' God life's a lot different when you glare up from the bottom I need a new town a new way a new light that leads to a new day But where do I begin? When does life start sinking in? Because right now all I feel is fiction I, the one who loathes loneliness, cry out for your attention I'll never get it I've only missed the point, but not the opportunity. There's still a silver lining that can bring me out of delicacy The path is set, but do I own the courage? I dont want to burn slowly like another coal to the furnace. I don't want to take that first step towards a new world I want to stay here, in the times when she was my girl. But I guess that chapter ended long ago I'll reluctantly step, even though I'm terrified to go. I'm on my own

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Jun 4, 2018

Jun 4, 2018 at 8:36 PM UTC

New world

I'm really trying not to lose everything But maybe it's time fold em Claim bankruptcy Start back at zero, make my way back up, no stoppin' God life's a lot different when you glare up from the bottom I need a new town a new way a new light that leads to a new day But where do I begin? When does life start sinking in? Because right now all I feel is fiction I, the one who loathes loneliness, cry out for your attention I'll never get it I've only missed the point, but not the opportunity. There's still a silver lining that can bring me out of delicacy The path is set, but do I own the courage? I dont want to burn slowly like another coal to the furnace. I don't want to take that first step towards a new world I want to stay here, in the times when she was my girl. But I guess that chapter ended long ago I'll reluctantly step, even though I'm terrified to go. I'm on my own

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All the colors I see in the dying evergreen are speaking out to me. I contract the essence of times of pure serenity. Summer has fallen, the amber leaves have made that clear. And its here only to fade The crisp air, the scent of the forests gently giving way to the seasons end The sensations it brings me, Ive become so attached I loath the day when the final leaf breaks away and is doomed to silently crash. I beg for constant autumn to reign I cry for the leaves to only change but never die. I cannot thrive without this perpetual state. winter will come soon to take my happiness away. Itll just come and go Calling out "goodbye" I want it all I want immortal fall

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Jun 4, 2018

Jun 4, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC

Constant Autumn

All the colors I see in the dying evergreen are speaking out to me. I contract the essence of times of pure serenity. Summer has fallen, the amber leaves have made that clear. And its here only to fade The crisp air, the scent of the forests gently giving way to the seasons end The sensations it brings me, Ive become so attached I loath the day when the final leaf breaks away and is doomed to silently crash. I beg for constant autumn to reign I cry for the leaves to only change but never die. I cannot thrive without this perpetual state. winter will come soon to take my happiness away. Itll just come and go Calling out "goodbye" I want it all I want immortal fall

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Over and over, again and again Too much is in the way. The sight of her sparks a freeing sensation, a blaze of infatuating curiosity. And as I ponder, I wander, I begin to shift to the worlds that exist only when I'm dreaming, when im fully susceptible to my wonder. I secretly want her, I secretly want to hold her, and feel like I'm not alone. I want to be drowning in the waves of emotion that wake in her intoxicating aura. Shes what I want, but can only have when I dream. the world is ours when I dream. These spaces are a little less lonely when I dream, the air is easier to breathe when I dream. But there are walls that by code I cannot breach. The one high I cannot reach. And by the mocking of the old crows screech, I feel I'm doomed to watch this flower bloom by the light of another man's heat. The devil on my shoulder cries, to hell with your honor, ****** the man who wont honor her, while my angel implores that I mustn't haste that which I cannot change, how I wasted time sitting idly by, blind to the beauty in front of me. I hadn't shone the light she deserved, the light she needed to flourish. I watch her now, in bloom, in someone else's garden And inside i die a little more with each passing second of this paralyzing predicament. Each second I want to curl up fetal, wishing I had hastened that which I could've changed long before I allowed this much to get in the way.

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Jun 4, 2018

Jun 4, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC

In the way

Over and over, again and again Too much is in the way. The sight of her sparks a freeing sensation, a blaze of infatuating curiosity. And as I ponder, I wander, I begin to shift to the worlds that exist only when I'm dreaming, when im fully susceptible to my wonder. I secretly want her, I secretly want to hold her, and feel like I'm not alone. I want to be drowning in the waves of emotion that wake in her intoxicating aura. Shes what I want, but can only have when I dream. the world is ours when I dream. These spaces are a little less lonely when I dream, the air is easier to breathe when I dream. But there are walls that by code I cannot breach. The one high I cannot reach. And by the mocking of the old crows screech, I feel I'm doomed to watch this flower bloom by the light of another man's heat. The devil on my shoulder cries, to hell with your honor, ****** the man who wont honor her, while my angel implores that I mustn't haste that which I cannot change, how I wasted time sitting idly by, blind to the beauty in front of me. I hadn't shone the light she deserved, the light she needed to flourish. I watch her now, in bloom, in someone else's garden And inside i die a little more with each passing second of this paralyzing predicament. Each second I want to curl up fetal, wishing I had hastened that which I could've changed long before I allowed this much to get in the way.

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Breathe in, breathe out There must be a better way to calm me down My warped and unstable senses cant tell the differences in imagination and reality. I fret relentlessly in my moments of depersonalization coaxed by anxiety I fail to follow on point to the mantras of carpe diem seeing only the obstacles along my path and not how to defeat them Pacing a blazing trail that takes me nowhere, terrified by the idea of having to live with my failures I know there's a better place to be for me, but making it there, making that change clutches my lungs, stalls my heart and suspends my breathing Held down by demons as the room im in starts to feel smaller Crushing my integrity with cynicism and no one to catch me as I falter Its episodes like these, where I'm vulnerable and terrorized That I see I'm the result of myself being at war with my own mind. I cant harbor solace until I find some remedy that'll free me from this world of constant disturbance For once to finally feel okay, is the only thing in this life that I lust. They tell me to breathe in, breathe out I have to try and calm down Waking heated, drenched in cold sweat, hairs on end. encompassed by paranoia, how can I tell myself to calm down when my mind is no longer my friend?

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Jun 4, 2018

Jun 4, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC

Breathe

Breathe in, breathe out There must be a better way to calm me down My warped and unstable senses cant tell the differences in imagination and reality. I fret relentlessly in my moments of depersonalization coaxed by anxiety I fail to follow on point to the mantras of carpe diem seeing only the obstacles along my path and not how to defeat them Pacing a blazing trail that takes me nowhere, terrified by the idea of having to live with my failures I know there's a better place to be for me, but making it there, making that change clutches my lungs, stalls my heart and suspends my breathing Held down by demons as the room im in starts to feel smaller Crushing my integrity with cynicism and no one to catch me as I falter Its episodes like these, where I'm vulnerable and terrorized That I see I'm the result of myself being at war with my own mind. I cant harbor solace until I find some remedy that'll free me from this world of constant disturbance For once to finally feel okay, is the only thing in this life that I lust. They tell me to breathe in, breathe out I have to try and calm down Waking heated, drenched in cold sweat, hairs on end. encompassed by paranoia, how can I tell myself to calm down when my mind is no longer my friend?

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