N-B - Hello Poetry

You should live because the show you're watching isn't finished yet You should live because you haven't turned in that paper you worked really hard on You should live because somewhere an animal wants to love on you You should live because there's a pizza in the freezer that you haven't even cooked yet You should live because people in messed up situations are still going on maury You should live because of Popsicles in the hot summer time You should live because of the goosebumps you get when the hot water touches your skin You should live because we don't know if aliens are real or not You should live because your bed would be really lonely without you You should live because of the really light drizzle of rain when it falls down on your skin You should live because you have a life worth living Even if it kinda ***** really bad to do it now You should live because i'm living too And in reading this aren't we kinda in it together Fighting similar fights? Live to win Live to bounce back Live because you can There are so many reasons to live

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Feb 19, 2018

Feb 19, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC

Reasons To Live

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I cry so much But maybe you thought I wasn't crying enough Thank you for your help I appreciate the tears You work wonders with your words and fear I understand why you you did what you had Maybe my tears were reward enough Maybe the ducts had run dry So thank you For making them run

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Feb 19, 2018

Feb 19, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC

tears

I cry so much But maybe you thought I wasn't crying enough Thank you for your help I appreciate the tears You work wonders with your words and fear I understand why you you did what you had Maybe my tears were reward enough Maybe the ducts had run dry So thank you For making them run

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Skinny lover Built like a dove hand crafted from the heavens above Your icy skin calms my storm You promise ice and I promise warmth You're here but quickly fleeting Your fingertips are losing feelings So I give them a squeeze and shove your hand in my pocket I'll kiss them to give you the tingles if you've lost it The illness blots your mind but don't worry I have a tissue to wipe it up when you're weary Skinny lover Your legs don't meet and I know soon neither will we You no longer care to be my baby I pray you see that you're important but you pull my hands apart Fill the space with your head and tell me that I shouldn't waste prayers on the dead Skinny lover you break my heart In the watery reflection of your face you find relief I wonder why you don't find that in me Skinny lover Playing deaths game I know you're hungry baby just say Skinny lover life of pain I just hope you start to crave a hunger for change

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Feb 19, 2018

Feb 19, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC

Skinny Lover

Skinny lover Built like a dove hand crafted from the heavens above Your icy skin calms my storm You promise ice and I promise warmth You're here but quickly fleeting Your fingertips are losing feelings So I give them a squeeze and shove your hand in my pocket I'll kiss them to give you the tingles if you've lost it The illness blots your mind but don't worry I have a tissue to wipe it up when you're weary Skinny lover Your legs don't meet and I know soon neither will we You no longer care to be my baby I pray you see that you're important but you pull my hands apart Fill the space with your head and tell me that I shouldn't waste prayers on the dead Skinny lover you break my heart In the watery reflection of your face you find relief I wonder why you don't find that in me Skinny lover Playing deaths game I know you're hungry baby just say Skinny lover life of pain I just hope you start to crave a hunger for change

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She wears the black rose because her beauty is darkness Though many will try and fill her with their light Searching for parts of her to point out and examine Though in casting bright lights into her darkness They miss the most beautiful parts of her that are hiding in the shadows Sometimes beauty isn't meant to be pushed into the light Or tested by many trials Because then beauty fades regardless if it is founded in darkness or light And then everyone else searches around for it When maybe it was just in front of their face the whole time In the darkness Waiting to be appreciated

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Jan 23, 2018

Jan 23, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC

Beauty

She wears the black rose because her beauty is darkness Though many will try and fill her with their light Searching for parts of her to point out and examine Though in casting bright lights into her darkness They miss the most beautiful parts of her that are hiding in the shadows Sometimes beauty isn't meant to be pushed into the light Or tested by many trials Because then beauty fades regardless if it is founded in darkness or light And then everyone else searches around for it When maybe it was just in front of their face the whole time In the darkness Waiting to be appreciated

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I am a failure I am the look your mother gives when rent can't be paid I am the soul of an addict who has been clean, only to relapse Tears flow up to my eyes and I can't help but wonder Why am I always picked last? I am the eraser of a pencil So close to an object so good at creating Be it dreams or mistakes And I am the end piece I cut away at mistake I banish things people don't want to feel about themselves. There I am With a flyswatter and bug spray Chasing away their depression like the little creature it is Flies swarm around the dead bodies of my dreams They feed on the tiny little pieces of hope I could ever recreate. I am climbing up a hill of bodies Each one in more pain than the last. They grasp onto my clothing and look deep into my eyes. My core shakes. Yet I still clutch to the bodies my pencil, my sword, still in hand. What is in the black orbs where their windows to souls should be? I kick away their hands but can't block out the words being tossed to me. So I open both hands to receive Falling helplessly into a void I see fields of failures All human forms Out of the darkness I am clutched by the hands of a tar demon Carelessly I am thrown aside Among the bodies of those still groaning out the bitter word Failure. In under a minute I am drowing Head forced so violently underwater I try and reach for the hands of other failures but Even they cast a dark eye to me. I reach now For tiny streams of light in the dark deep ocean Holding onto my last breath like a mother holds a child. Right before my eyes roll back and my heart stops I fall through the earth Falling to the grassy dirt on my face At once it is sprung upon me The masses chanting the one word I feel burned onto the muscle of my heart "Failure!" They cry Pointing a long accusing finger at me. I am once again just a washed up freak of nature I break my pencil in two and run into darkness. Trying to mend the broken parts of myself with flimsy bandaids Trying to stitch closed my deep emotional wounds with cheap thread. In that darkness I see a shadowy figure Something completely composed of depression. I am handed a plastic mask Beautiful, plain and generic A perfect smile and happy eyes drawn on And though I wear it to deceive the eyes of many My chest still burns with the word Failure.

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Dec 1, 2017

Dec 1, 2017 at 9:44 PM UTC

Failure

I am a failure I am the look your mother gives when rent can't be paid I am the soul of an addict who has been clean, only to relapse Tears flow up to my eyes and I can't help but wonder Why am I always picked last? I am the eraser of a pencil So close to an object so good at creating Be it dreams or mistakes And I am the end piece I cut away at mistake I banish things people don't want to feel about themselves. There I am With a flyswatter and bug spray Chasing away their depression like the little creature it is Flies swarm around the dead bodies of my dreams They feed on the tiny little pieces of hope I could ever recreate. I am climbing up a hill of bodies Each one in more pain than the last. They grasp onto my clothing and look deep into my eyes. My core shakes. Yet I still clutch to the bodies my pencil, my sword, still in hand. What is in the black orbs where their windows to souls should be? I kick away their hands but can't block out the words being tossed to me. So I open both hands to receive Falling helplessly into a void I see fields of failures All human forms Out of the darkness I am clutched by the hands of a tar demon Carelessly I am thrown aside Among the bodies of those still groaning out the bitter word Failure. In under a minute I am drowing Head forced so violently underwater I try and reach for the hands of other failures but Even they cast a dark eye to me. I reach now For tiny streams of light in the dark deep ocean Holding onto my last breath like a mother holds a child. Right before my eyes roll back and my heart stops I fall through the earth Falling to the grassy dirt on my face At once it is sprung upon me The masses chanting the one word I feel burned onto the muscle of my heart "Failure!" They cry Pointing a long accusing finger at me. I am once again just a washed up freak of nature I break my pencil in two and run into darkness. Trying to mend the broken parts of myself with flimsy bandaids Trying to stitch closed my deep emotional wounds with cheap thread. In that darkness I see a shadowy figure Something completely composed of depression. I am handed a plastic mask Beautiful, plain and generic A perfect smile and happy eyes drawn on And though I wear it to deceive the eyes of many My chest still burns with the word Failure.

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I'm told everyday I don't know the struggle of the streets I'm not saying that's not true but adults just fail to see They don't see what's in the school Or that I see the poverty Drugs passing through the halls like a type of flu you see I wish it were a joke but then I really wouldn't see The hurt The pain The lies But that's what happens on the street She's a single mother Only sixteen A life supposed to come from love Just made of violent tragedy The kids that we know Dropping like the plague Laced drugs they put in their bodies Changing how they behave A girl gets bullied to death Just in the eighth grade Because her teeth weren't straight And she didn't have Gucci 'round her waist She bullied herself Pushed herself to end it Her parents worked hard Didn't make money just to spend it A couple coming back from prom Having a great time But on one hand they had been drinking Then they decided to drive You have to imagine the mothers pain The tears in their eyes When they had to identify their babies Finding they'd just died Maybe I don't live out in the streets But I realize pain and suffering Wasn't even on the streets to get to see life this way.

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Nov 25, 2017

Nov 25, 2017 at 9:59 PM UTC

The Street

I'm told everyday I don't know the struggle of the streets I'm not saying that's not true but adults just fail to see They don't see what's in the school Or that I see the poverty Drugs passing through the halls like a type of flu you see I wish it were a joke but then I really wouldn't see The hurt The pain The lies But that's what happens on the street She's a single mother Only sixteen A life supposed to come from love Just made of violent tragedy The kids that we know Dropping like the plague Laced drugs they put in their bodies Changing how they behave A girl gets bullied to death Just in the eighth grade Because her teeth weren't straight And she didn't have Gucci 'round her waist She bullied herself Pushed herself to end it Her parents worked hard Didn't make money just to spend it A couple coming back from prom Having a great time But on one hand they had been drinking Then they decided to drive You have to imagine the mothers pain The tears in their eyes When they had to identify their babies Finding they'd just died Maybe I don't live out in the streets But I realize pain and suffering Wasn't even on the streets to get to see life this way.

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So...you came out of nowhere. But you make my heart beat right out of my chest. And I know I just showed up too. Playing hide and seek in the dark and light of your mind. And I know I get that too. I know you get all nervous when we get close. I can tell that we obviously aren't just good friends. We rush into each other so quickly. Grasping to every difference in the other and also the similarities. You're like the puzzle piece I'm missing. I would check every place in all the rooms of the house to find you again if I lost you for one second. It's like each piece interlocks. Snapping together mentally and physically. We're two different colors blended together on the same canvas, creating one beautiful shade. I know you look at me from the corner of your eye. I know you care about what I say a bit more than the others. I never knew I held light but, You tell me despite the fact that I can't see your dark I cast light on it. I feel it. I know you feel how I can go from a total wreck to a tiny little plant. Taking in every ounce of sunshine you provide. I know I level you down to earth and Somehow Though we've started at two different places With somehow alike and different views we've came back to where we started. Together this time. A little more happier than we used to be. And probably a little more dumb. I love you.

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Nov 22, 2017

Nov 22, 2017 at 12:03 AM UTC

Boy Meets Girl

So...you came out of nowhere. But you make my heart beat right out of my chest. And I know I just showed up too. Playing hide and seek in the dark and light of your mind. And I know I get that too. I know you get all nervous when we get close. I can tell that we obviously aren't just good friends. We rush into each other so quickly. Grasping to every difference in the other and also the similarities. You're like the puzzle piece I'm missing. I would check every place in all the rooms of the house to find you again if I lost you for one second. It's like each piece interlocks. Snapping together mentally and physically. We're two different colors blended together on the same canvas, creating one beautiful shade. I know you look at me from the corner of your eye. I know you care about what I say a bit more than the others. I never knew I held light but, You tell me despite the fact that I can't see your dark I cast light on it. I feel it. I know you feel how I can go from a total wreck to a tiny little plant. Taking in every ounce of sunshine you provide. I know I level you down to earth and Somehow Though we've started at two different places With somehow alike and different views we've came back to where we started. Together this time. A little more happier than we used to be. And probably a little more dumb. I love you.

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We're supposed to look ahead Cast our eyes towards the future Look towards what we want to reach But plans don't work We run around Driving ourselves crazy Planning for things When we might not even wake up to see tomorrow We bash our heads against walls Thinking about how we failed when Life goes sour and time runs out And everything you care about falls away Pieces of us go into everything we do And we point out the little man afraid to cast his legacy in the hearts of millions Or possibly just a few But is he so wrong? Life does not make schedules We can't put tragedy on hold Some plans work A lot of them don't Everyday is just a guessing game A shot in the dark with a unknown target And for what? To be left or forgotten I praise the outcast Refusing to be forgotten Going against the mold Keeping dreams of the past Close to their heart Because thoughts that haven't been thought Love that hasn't blossomed Smiles not smiled Plans unmade Those are the things that work

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Nov 18, 2017

Nov 18, 2017 at 4:32 PM UTC

Plans That Work and Ones That Don't

We're supposed to look ahead Cast our eyes towards the future Look towards what we want to reach But plans don't work We run around Driving ourselves crazy Planning for things When we might not even wake up to see tomorrow We bash our heads against walls Thinking about how we failed when Life goes sour and time runs out And everything you care about falls away Pieces of us go into everything we do And we point out the little man afraid to cast his legacy in the hearts of millions Or possibly just a few But is he so wrong? Life does not make schedules We can't put tragedy on hold Some plans work A lot of them don't Everyday is just a guessing game A shot in the dark with a unknown target And for what? To be left or forgotten I praise the outcast Refusing to be forgotten Going against the mold Keeping dreams of the past Close to their heart Because thoughts that haven't been thought Love that hasn't blossomed Smiles not smiled Plans unmade Those are the things that work

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I swear he acts like drugs Filling my system I get one whiff of his scent and i'm hooked I feel his fingertips brush against my skin and just like that i'm high He takes the very dark parts of me and lights them up A mix of uppers and downers because I love him to death but Some days I could choke the life out of him I think that In his presence i'm blessed I would do anything to get another hit of Whatever he has in his eyes In his smile Something so intoxicating So vibrant and wild I feel like a ****** when I can't hear his voice Searching for that one little piece of me that gets me 10 times higher than all drugs mixed together If he was a bad habit I wouldn't kick it If he was poison I'd probably still drink it Happily Just to get a taste Just to be strung out

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Nov 17, 2017

Nov 17, 2017 at 11:36 PM UTC

Strung Out

I swear he acts like drugs Filling my system I get one whiff of his scent and i'm hooked I feel his fingertips brush against my skin and just like that i'm high He takes the very dark parts of me and lights them up A mix of uppers and downers because I love him to death but Some days I could choke the life out of him I think that In his presence i'm blessed I would do anything to get another hit of Whatever he has in his eyes In his smile Something so intoxicating So vibrant and wild I feel like a ****** when I can't hear his voice Searching for that one little piece of me that gets me 10 times higher than all drugs mixed together If he was a bad habit I wouldn't kick it If he was poison I'd probably still drink it Happily Just to get a taste Just to be strung out

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Can you feel that? That thing in my chest. Just started beating. What feeling is that? When you look at me I feel something in me click. I feel so stupid I know i'll regret this. It pounds against my chest. I think i'm gonna get sick. I feel things inside. I just dont say it. I swear there's a spell on me. What magic is this? The way I adore you. It's so pathetic. I think you cross my mind every minute No longer brain dead. I break my neck to glance at you. No spinal cord was given to me. That's why I act like puddy when I have your body near to me. I like this thing you do. But boy what's your toxicity? This feels a little like heaven. But is it slowly killing me? I bet you didn't know you ignite the very thrill in me. The smile you show. You put the very chills in me. The ecstasy. I don't know what you're doing. Got me drooling all the time. You summon the very kid in me. Wait, Can you feel that? No? Me neither.

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Nov 15, 2017

Nov 15, 2017 at 7:46 PM UTC

Can you feel that?

Can you feel that? That thing in my chest. Just started beating. What feeling is that? When you look at me I feel something in me click. I feel so stupid I know i'll regret this. It pounds against my chest. I think i'm gonna get sick. I feel things inside. I just dont say it. I swear there's a spell on me. What magic is this? The way I adore you. It's so pathetic. I think you cross my mind every minute No longer brain dead. I break my neck to glance at you. No spinal cord was given to me. That's why I act like puddy when I have your body near to me. I like this thing you do. But boy what's your toxicity? This feels a little like heaven. But is it slowly killing me? I bet you didn't know you ignite the very thrill in me. The smile you show. You put the very chills in me. The ecstasy. I don't know what you're doing. Got me drooling all the time. You summon the very kid in me. Wait, Can you feel that? No? Me neither.

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