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cais
20/Non-binary/Australia, Adelaide Hello! I'm Cais but most people know me as Charlotte (birth name), and some people call me Risk (nickname). Enjoy the poems!
Just one more One becomes two becomes three becomes four becomes far too many more It's never just one One's no fun, If you're gonna do it, Just do it. Don't run The temptation returns You tell yourself it'll just be one But you lose control Just look at what you've done. Made yourself bleed again Better cover it up Because you can't let the world know That you cut.
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Jul 1, 2022
Jul 1, 2022 at 10:01 PM UTC
Just One More
In my head, all I can hear is screaming. It's the screams of her. It's her classmates. It's the screams of people being shot. It's my classmates. It's my teacher. It's my teacher screaming to sacrifice themself for us. It's screaming. It's the scream of bullets hitting the glass. It's the bullets hitting the walls. It's my screaming. It's all screaming And the worst part is I can't tell whose scream is who's anymore.
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Apr 22, 2022
Apr 22, 2022 at 12:14 AM UTC
Screams
I'm fine Can't you tell? Just look in my eyes Look at the blank and empty stare I give you And hear my words Hear the way my voice shakes at first But you'll never hear a hesitation in the answer And the way that every day it's always the same response that bursts I'm fine I'm always fine (There's always a lie) But the people never see Because a smile and a warm hello Are enough for those people who wouldn't give it a second thought. So of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be? What gives it away? Is it the way you hear my voice shake? Is it the fact there's never a hesitation in the answer? I'm fine Always Every second of every day when they ask me. I'm fine... Or is it the fact that my smile and warm greeting are so vastly different from the behaviour I display when I think no one's watching? Or maybe I'm thinking about it too much because no one is ever watching They're too focused on the answer I'm fine. They never will see the truth behind the answer because I will never show it to anyone And even on the nights that I cry myself to sleep over a job I feel unable to do or a life I feel unable to live, I'm always fine. The people will never see it because I'm fine. I'm always fine. (There's always a lie) But no one else will see that because I carry myself with pride I hide and show the face life and the accolades and awards that I keep up as a wall because without it, I'm nothing at all. I'm not really fine but the people never see it. I can never show them the truth So I write my feelings in sad poetry The words that come from the pages are the same as the blood I bleed, and I'm waiting for someone to read it to see. I'm fine. It's the standard response that or 'i'm okay' Or if I can't cover it, 'I'm tired' seems to do the trick because for those few who actually look, my behaviour may come across tired. The sleepy eyes the slow responses the way I don't carry myself as tall as usual "It's all fine, they're just tired" I'm fine. And nobody ever gives it a second thought. I'm (not) fine.
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Apr 22, 2022
Apr 22, 2022 at 12:09 AM UTC
I'm Fine
I'm fine Can't you tell? Just look in my eyes Look at the blank and empty stare I give you And hear my words Hear the way my voice shakes at first But you'll never hear a hesitation in the answer And the way that every day it's always the same response that bursts I'm fine I'm always fine (There's always a lie) But the people never see Because a smile and a warm hello Are enough for those people who wouldn't give it a second thought. So of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be? What gives it away? Is it the way you hear my voice shake? Is it the fact there's never a hesitation in the answer? I'm fine Always Every second of every day when they ask me. I'm fine... Or is it the fact that my smile and warm greeting are so vastly different from the behaviour I display when I think no one's watching? Or maybe I'm thinking about it too much because no one is ever watching They're too focused on the answer I'm fine. They never will see the truth behind the answer because I will never show it to anyone And even on the nights that I cry myself to sleep over a job I feel unable to do or a life I feel unable to live, I'm always fine. The people will never see it because I'm fine. I'm always fine. (There's always a lie) But no one else will see that because I carry myself with pride I hide and show the face life and the accolades and awards that I keep up as a wall because without it, I'm nothing at all. I'm not really fine but the people never see it. I can never show them the truth So I write my feelings in sad poetry The words that come from the pages are the same as the blood I bleed, and I'm waiting for someone to read it to see. I'm fine. It's the standard response that or 'i'm okay' Or if I can't cover it, 'I'm tired' seems to do the trick because for those few who actually look, my behaviour may come across tired. The sleepy eyes the slow responses the way I don't carry myself as tall as usual "It's all fine, they're just tired" I'm fine. And nobody ever gives it a second thought. I'm (not) fine.
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My eyes feel heavy So I let them fall Having no idea what Lied beyond the wall Once drifting away From the painful world I saw something in my mind That made my blood curl I saw the body Of my best friend Riddled with the bullets That made her meet her end. I stood there in shock Inside my head For a second, forgetting, She was already dead. I ran towards her Tried to hold her close But she started to fade away And that hurt me the most Seeing her standing up Knowing she wasn't there And although I knew she was gone I simply didn't care I tried to scream I tried to shout But not a single sound came out I tried to remind myself she's already dead But for some reason She was there inside my head I looked up again Trying to see the sky But there she was, riddled again With the shots that made her die. It's an endless circle Of seeing her there And running up to hug her But she fades into the air.
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Jun 3, 2021
Jun 3, 2021 at 7:58 PM UTC
Nightmare
As the trumpet screams In my face I transport myself To a better place I keep the rain Behind the glass No one will see If no one asks The volume of the trumpet Makes me want to crouch down But I know if I don’t stand tall I’ll never wear the crown So though internally I fall I keep a strong face Drying up the rainfall In a record pace Although I love the trumpet It’s making lots of noise And this time I will not fight I’ll just listen to its voice To stand tall in the loudness Will be hard at first I know that in the end I’ll see what its worth I need not be frightened For I’ve faced the trumpet before And I know that though it hurts, Soon I’ll open the door So, as the trumpet screams in my face I wait for it to be over And unlike all the others, this time I keep my composure
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 7:58 PM UTC
The Screaming Trumpet
I felt myself float away from the body Of mine that was left for dead The thieves got away with all the money But I knew that wasn't the end As a ghost im like the winter wind Cold and ever growing And thieves like any criminal Have smiles that are never glowing Invisible I float around Seeing things that they could not So I crept up to the police officer And told her to take the shot The body went "THUD" and fell to the floor And all the money was saved All because I, a small timid ghost Told somebody else to be brave.
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Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 9:29 PM UTC
Ghosts
It's dark outside and I feel somewhat alive though in the day I do not thrive I can no longer strive to stick around Most days I just need to be found When everything on the outside is so loud and all I can do is frown And with death I make deals Have you ever been so trapped in your head that most days you wish you were dead have you gone days stuck in your bed Do you know how it feels? When all around you starts to fall And you know you can't stand tall The only thing you say while the room is turning is that your whole world is burning Each time I fall asleep and dream I want a life where I'm on a team or something like that where I mean something in someone else's hell And I know I can't always tell When people are trapped in a cell There isn't a sign or a bell I can't always see the sad meals But I know what it's like for the world to collapse To fall apart around you I know how it feels When its all aflame And you want to burn too...
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 7:07 PM UTC
Burning
Don't close up darling You'll find a way Maybe not tomorrow But one day Don't give up darling I promise you You're not alone I'm like you too Just open up darling Let it all out Don't let it stop you All of your doubt Open up darling Just let me know How I can help you Open up Speak up darling Do not be afraid For one day you'll realize How to be brave Lift up darling I know you want to hide But it's dangerous to keep it all locked up inside I know its hard I've been where you are Not knowing how far they'll listen But it's worth it to open up... Just open up darling Let it all out Don't let it stop you All of your doubt Open up darling Just let me know How I can help you Open up
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 7:03 PM UTC
Open up
No matter how long I cried Or wanted to die I never let you break me Cause quite frankly I knew you would hate me either way.
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 7:00 PM UTC
Untitled
No matter what I do or how hard I try I can't turn back time to say goodbye So young, little angel, now that's what you are everybody misses you, even those afar. You had so much ahead of you you were going to change the world you had massive plans, just a 16 year old girl. And now you don't get the chance to do any of that if only I were given the chance to go and take it back What I wouldn't give to say goodbye What I wouldn't give for you to survive I would give anything to turn back time and keep you alive.
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 7:00 PM UTC
Turn back time