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depthdeprived
18/F
I can say it means A lot of different things But when I first wrote it It was generally ********
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC
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I can't fall asleep But I don't want to wake up, So I'm sitting here thinking Of how I'm out of luck. I keep tracing the map That I've drawn for myself To keep track of my mind, Which I keep on a shelf. Hours have passed But the clock hasn't changed The longer I lay here The more I feel deranged
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC
Hours
A baseball bat To the ribs Or a spinning blade To the lips Blink quickly Push images to the side Don't dwell on this thought Your skull will divide Three halves of a heart Two wrongs make a right Losing grip on reality Like the string of a kite
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 9:38 PM UTC
Behind Closed Eyes
Please let me be there for you. I want to know what you love, What makes you think Who you care about, What brings you to the brink Of disaster. Please tell me Of calamities looming constantly, Or just share a moment, A secret, a well worn thought That you haven't yet brought to reality. I miss the vulnerability, The pure, genuine realness That comes with mixing tears And unearthing fears. I had high expectations For the coming years, yet it's so easy to alter memories, and to distort feelings long faded. Don't shut me out, please don't Hurry to bring about the end, Out of fear for feeling later A more painful ending. It's cowardice disguised As righteous anger, but I guess I can only recognize that in you Because I'm feeling it too.
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 9:11 PM UTC
Calamity/Anticipation
Playing with morality is exhausting yet thrilling There's times I feel happy but mostly it's chilling. Am I making my own decisions? Or just landing in the same cliche prison That so many others have been in before, See I don't even know all the troubles in store.
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Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 12:37 AM UTC
Is it worth it?
I'm kinda bad at making friends but even worse at keeping them. Hold everyone at a distance, when they leave put up no resistance. I know I will say goodbye soon, to even those I'm closest to. Compartmentalize, tell aimless lies, never truly look into their eyes. Loneliness is self inflicted. The death of friendship isn't only predicted, but anticipated and orchestrated. Over and over this has been demonstrated. Apathy feeds isolation, causing me to turn from anyone who turns even slightly away from me. Now, isolation feeds apathy, I move on so quickly from the friends I lose, and so you see the cycle continues.
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC
Apathy
When something's seriously wrong, I've no idea how to tell. Something must be wrong with me, I have no warning bell. Liars, cheaters, chronic deceivers seem trustworthy and kind. I'll put my trust in anyone who bothers to give me their time. The benefit of the doubt is a dangerous gift to give. I see the fire, but still take the chance, thinking "Either way, I'll live." Pain seems easy enough to prevent, signs alert me to imminent hell. Yet often I turn my head and ignore, because I hear no warning bell.
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 5:35 PM UTC
Warning Bell
Poetry is pain. I only have words when I can't take the strain. In the day to day when I can't complain, then I feel nothing   and have nothing to say. The same ten thoughts on a loop, the same old shtick- This is just as effective as a doctor's anaesthetic, for numbing the mind. I dose up till I stop feeling sick. As much as I hate it, I'll keep playing the game, running thoughts over and over endless cycle in my brain. I am useless when I'm fine, tragically boring when I'm sane, because I only have words when I'm madly in pain.
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
Anaesthesia
Tell me that I'm useless Validate my tears Nothing else could help me see Beyond these wasteful fears
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
Wasted
I'm sorry it was a ****** night for you But you seem to have a lot of those And there's nothing I can do
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
the first good night i've had in a while