missbluj - Hello Poetry

Sedona, your land speaks to my soul In ancient mystery and renewal Activation, in eternal celebration Echoing in times near and far, forevermore Vast red hues anchors into my memory, My spirit Activation, the sacred birth of my timeless, Rebirth. Cradling me, basked in the bliss of eternal Love My divine mission on this earth Sings, unlocking, regenerating, The DNA coded in my bones As I release and let go of what no longer serves me, I reclaim what was always mine You embrace me in protection Beneath the stars, Glimmering in the midnight sky Joy radiates throughout me and into the hearts of my Star brothers and sisters I remember you, as you remember me, Every moment in Sedona Cherished, in Loving memory.

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Dec 8, 2025

Dec 8, 2025 at 5:40 PM UTC

An Ancestral Remembrance

Sedona, your land speaks to my soul In ancient mystery and renewal Activation, in eternal celebration Echoing in times near and far, forevermore Vast red hues anchors into my memory, My spirit Activation, the sacred birth of my timeless, Rebirth. Cradling me, basked in the bliss of eternal Love My divine mission on this earth Sings, unlocking, regenerating, The DNA coded in my bones As I release and let go of what no longer serves me, I reclaim what was always mine You embrace me in protection Beneath the stars, Glimmering in the midnight sky Joy radiates throughout me and into the hearts of my Star brothers and sisters I remember you, as you remember me, Every moment in Sedona Cherished, in Loving memory.

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Black skies and blue veins Hollow mood of a thousand ghost towns Pale desperate to feel Yet born to **** for mediocrity’s queen To be alive yet so dead Sad in bed waiting For deaths dealer Unrequited emotions Crashing, responding, replies Nothing in sight I bare in mind So I shed light With a arrow in my spine a hook to my name White-up my nose Emotions like an anchor in the sea Eyes set to the sunset The feeling is bliss And slowly dying Bore me bore me bore me Left alone is all I want Finally let the horror begin Chimes in the wind My memories plastered to a board of mistakes Avoidance isn’t a cure Poision me till I’m full And can’t live another day As I’m caught in a web of feelings Sound asleep to my dismay

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Jan 3, 2021

Jan 3, 2021 at 8:50 AM UTC

How I really feel

Black skies and blue veins Hollow mood of a thousand ghost towns Pale desperate to feel Yet born to **** for mediocrity’s queen To be alive yet so dead Sad in bed waiting For deaths dealer Unrequited emotions Crashing, responding, replies Nothing in sight I bare in mind So I shed light With a arrow in my spine a hook to my name White-up my nose Emotions like an anchor in the sea Eyes set to the sunset The feeling is bliss And slowly dying Bore me bore me bore me Left alone is all I want Finally let the horror begin Chimes in the wind My memories plastered to a board of mistakes Avoidance isn’t a cure Poision me till I’m full And can’t live another day As I’m caught in a web of feelings Sound asleep to my dismay

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Reliving yesterday Where promises were broken And the curse of a love song never met Caressing a baby’s future An A student The trauma alone Fading to nothing The feeling at home Ribbons on paper A pastime Such passion unrequited in nature The fire to feel so alive Impulsive in nature Burning inside Between hypocrisy’s mother And a drugged up brother Dad never slept Slave to 12 hour debt

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Dec 27, 2020

Dec 27, 2020 at 1:59 PM UTC

Teen Dreams

Reliving yesterday Where promises were broken And the curse of a love song never met Caressing a baby’s future An A student The trauma alone Fading to nothing The feeling at home Ribbons on paper A pastime Such passion unrequited in nature The fire to feel so alive Impulsive in nature Burning inside Between hypocrisy’s mother And a drugged up brother Dad never slept Slave to 12 hour debt

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Green beautiful glimmers The whole way down smooth crackle foundation Love on the rising vibrating me outwards The universe takes a hold and sings the song of creation Caressing me in a beautiful love song Crystals energized with forest green,luminescent yellow fading into a stream of mirrors, reflecting Bring me life and strength Trusting the love, my protector, my ancestor Tinted blue smooth skin cold to the touch Silver long striking hair branding infinity into my memory, my film that is me. The infinite being that was created to see All the love and light that has guided My path into security, Screaming “love” down the tunnel and hearing my heartbeat pulsing against the beautiful sunset of a curious night.

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Dec 9, 2020

Dec 9, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC

Moldavite

Green beautiful glimmers The whole way down smooth crackle foundation Love on the rising vibrating me outwards The universe takes a hold and sings the song of creation Caressing me in a beautiful love song Crystals energized with forest green,luminescent yellow fading into a stream of mirrors, reflecting Bring me life and strength Trusting the love, my protector, my ancestor Tinted blue smooth skin cold to the touch Silver long striking hair branding infinity into my memory, my film that is me. The infinite being that was created to see All the love and light that has guided My path into security, Screaming “love” down the tunnel and hearing my heartbeat pulsing against the beautiful sunset of a curious night.

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I stick my self in the microwave trapped in a sealed bag and set the time for twenty-four hours, seven days a week. I count the seconds and wait to explode But I don’t, instead I shrink with the bag and we shrivel up melting into one. The bag and me, Cursing the desperation to get out becomes too real. I can’t deal with life on life’s terms. **** God!”, I say to myself. I am the stick and he is the drum. All about me, I’m in control. Obsessed with resentment, I hug my body and wait to die. The burning fumes fill my eyes, my ears and my nose. There is blood all over my body. Fourth degree burn seeps into my brain through my skull. I am sinking but Was me who tightened the noose around my neck ; was me to throw the anchor to the bottom of lava’s abyss. For one split second a spark surges into my soul causing me feel alive and free. Small holes form through the bag growing at light speed. The toxic lava shooting out worry fear, and every loss until the bag is parched. Still sealed in I claw at the holes with what’s left of my hand. Vanishing around me, they all seal up. In two seconds dark will suffocate me. No longer can I fight to stay alive. I close my eyes and prepare to die But when I open them I’m not inside anymore Instead I’m outside the microwave back into my own body, flaws and all. I felt a powerful spirit pull me back to life just for today. I will never forget the beat of the drum sound my name. I am the drum, God is the stick. We beat as one. Together we walk the path, no longer just me, Because God and I are meant to be.

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May 11, 2019

May 11, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC

[TRAPPED IN A MICROWAVE]

I stick my self in the microwave trapped in a sealed bag and set the time for twenty-four hours, seven days a week. I count the seconds and wait to explode But I don’t, instead I shrink with the bag and we shrivel up melting into one. The bag and me, Cursing the desperation to get out becomes too real. I can’t deal with life on life’s terms. **** God!”, I say to myself. I am the stick and he is the drum. All about me, I’m in control. Obsessed with resentment, I hug my body and wait to die. The burning fumes fill my eyes, my ears and my nose. There is blood all over my body. Fourth degree burn seeps into my brain through my skull. I am sinking but Was me who tightened the noose around my neck ; was me to throw the anchor to the bottom of lava’s abyss. For one split second a spark surges into my soul causing me feel alive and free. Small holes form through the bag growing at light speed. The toxic lava shooting out worry fear, and every loss until the bag is parched. Still sealed in I claw at the holes with what’s left of my hand. Vanishing around me, they all seal up. In two seconds dark will suffocate me. No longer can I fight to stay alive. I close my eyes and prepare to die But when I open them I’m not inside anymore Instead I’m outside the microwave back into my own body, flaws and all. I felt a powerful spirit pull me back to life just for today. I will never forget the beat of the drum sound my name. I am the drum, God is the stick. We beat as one. Together we walk the path, no longer just me, Because God and I are meant to be.

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I think there is a void in me, I'm trying to fill with guys but, that doesn't give me happiness at all

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Sep 20, 2018

Sep 20, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC

I know what my problem is

I think there is a void in me, I'm trying to fill with guys but, that doesn't give me happiness at all

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Minute by minute hour by hour the angry swells so heavy I'm about to pass out and i want to never wake up. Lost and confused trying to find myself again So I pick up a pen and spill the ink Black is what I see and what I bleed Joy is a mystery that I can't seem to grasp losing hope and faith is it you or is it me? Was this even meant to be? You stole my identity and said you were my friend. Ripped out of my arms, whispering goodbye. And the hole widens with anger and spite. Why doesn't this feel right? This was suppose to be my chance, my dream! To show the world that I am enough, that I'm real and I feel! This depression and stress, I want it to rest. I need it to rest. Why do i keep feeling like I'm not enough? Is it you or is it me? God, can you hear me scream? I don't know what to do, I'm dazed and confused. Chasing the dragon in the bathroom at work, my only source of peace, my fake fidelity. Sticking needles in places scars used to be. Once healed, now marking its territory. Again and again, how longer will I bend, How longer will I need to prove myself? How much longer will I come second place? Where is your faith and why do I seek your approval? I keep blaming you, but is it me?

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Sep 17, 2018

Sep 17, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC

Always 2nd place.

Minute by minute hour by hour the angry swells so heavy I'm about to pass out and i want to never wake up. Lost and confused trying to find myself again So I pick up a pen and spill the ink Black is what I see and what I bleed Joy is a mystery that I can't seem to grasp losing hope and faith is it you or is it me? Was this even meant to be? You stole my identity and said you were my friend. Ripped out of my arms, whispering goodbye. And the hole widens with anger and spite. Why doesn't this feel right? This was suppose to be my chance, my dream! To show the world that I am enough, that I'm real and I feel! This depression and stress, I want it to rest. I need it to rest. Why do i keep feeling like I'm not enough? Is it you or is it me? God, can you hear me scream? I don't know what to do, I'm dazed and confused. Chasing the dragon in the bathroom at work, my only source of peace, my fake fidelity. Sticking needles in places scars used to be. Once healed, now marking its territory. Again and again, how longer will I bend, How longer will I need to prove myself? How much longer will I come second place? Where is your faith and why do I seek your approval? I keep blaming you, but is it me?

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I know its hard to hear, and you cannot bear, but I love you, and you can't be replaced.

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Jul 21, 2018

Jul 21, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC

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I know its hard to hear, and you cannot bear, but I love you, and you can't be replaced.

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I cry myself to sleep and when i close my eyes my worries dissipate for a couple hours I'm in another reality but when I wake the tears flood back to the surface the first thought on my mind You the warmth, embrace, your lips on my face Just the way i feel so i tuck myself underneath pull the blanket over and fall back to sleep

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Jul 21, 2018

Jul 21, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC

Dreams

I cry myself to sleep and when i close my eyes my worries dissipate for a couple hours I'm in another reality but when I wake the tears flood back to the surface the first thought on my mind You the warmth, embrace, your lips on my face Just the way i feel so i tuck myself underneath pull the blanket over and fall back to sleep

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She shoots she scores she cheats what a ***** Her veins on fire, envy pierce her eyes always on her mind, creeping in her sleep lingering as she wakes, following a trail of lies, deceit, guilt a pain of a plan, pin in her hand, blood fills the needle a miss, can't feel the bliss. a narrow tunnel, holding on to faith, some hope, an ex lover knocks on her door yearning for more, so much more, between the sheets, then sleep Kiss goodbye, time passes her new found lover says he loves her and she says in back. Retraction, a curse a spell scared to say the wrong name when she makes love, is it truly love? If it was, why is she searching for drugs?

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Jul 20, 2018

Jul 20, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC

Miss Cheat

She shoots she scores she cheats what a ***** Her veins on fire, envy pierce her eyes always on her mind, creeping in her sleep lingering as she wakes, following a trail of lies, deceit, guilt a pain of a plan, pin in her hand, blood fills the needle a miss, can't feel the bliss. a narrow tunnel, holding on to faith, some hope, an ex lover knocks on her door yearning for more, so much more, between the sheets, then sleep Kiss goodbye, time passes her new found lover says he loves her and she says in back. Retraction, a curse a spell scared to say the wrong name when she makes love, is it truly love? If it was, why is she searching for drugs?

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