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vincent-allen-vicente-manuel
My Suffering and Yours, Together We Make POETRY / / A poet of many mental issues hoping to overcome them all through poetry
Swim away with me deep down under to a place where all my thoughts gather A ruthless torrent of pain and anger A trench of sorrows and endless hunger The eternal pit of restless slumber Of broken songs in deep dark water Where pain stops when fear take-over Drown with me in this heedless stupor
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Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 1:58 AM UTC
Drown
The guy with the deep red hair Feasting on blood red wine To drown his bleeding red heart In sorrow with his red rimmed eyes, Sulking in pure rusty despair With his red rusted hair As his rusted feelings push through air For which he received a rusted affection to bear Full of projections of hollow care The games he played, it wasn't fair Hearts he sets on fire like his flaming hair Warming his cold heart with empty promises and hollow dares
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May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 7:20 AM UTC
Red Rust
I am a wallpaper Glued to love you on the wall To just see you and stutter Never to feel your love and all Yet you peel me off the wood Wear me and tear me off my place Waiting to see if you would One day replace me in a sudden daze I'm hurt but can't complain What I am to you is expendable To recieve silently all the pain To ruin me into nothing but rubble You wreck me and cause me to crumble All I wanted was for you to notice That I am loving and humble For me to be your loving cover
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 2:07 AM UTC
Wallpaper
I am a familiar creak in your floorboards, A poignant sound ringing inside your skull, A tiny screech in the desert of your shattered thoughts, Keeping you awake with many restless nights, Hauntingly humming to the tune of my broken life, For I am familiar creak in your floorboards. Even when the greatest clouds came to raise you up, Higher than what I could reach with my ***** hands, I am there to watch your fall from grace, To laugh in mirth as you tumble down your house of cards, To sink you further down the pit with force so harsh, And then coddle you back into my sickly embrace. For I am a familiar creak in your floorboards, A ghost so restless from our immature past, Between torn sheets and dilapidated beds, Across pillows and saliva covered bedheads, For I am a the one you always seem to regret, An afterthought in your every waking moment.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 6:58 AM UTC
Regret
In the darkest hour of his darkest night, A man sat hunched with his dwindling light, A sliver of hope behind all his fright, Memories keeping him from giving up the fight, For he just needed to make it through alright. In the deepest crevice in his hollow heart, Like an ancient piece of forgotten art, Lay his very soul that keeps falling apart, Every second stung like a poison dart, His very being crumbles part by part. In his sickened body runs so many a mark, In his bloodless skin looks so very stark, In his hollow head the eyes became dark, Lifeless and empty as an abandoned park, His parched throat struggling to bark. He just needed to pass through tonight, Keeping all the monsters at bay with all his might, Making most of the warmth from his dying light, And yet after all this senseless flee and flight, His very old friend found him and said 'Goodnight'.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 9:02 AM UTC
Mortuus
When women **** 'tis a blessing, As they drug an innocent young man, Shedding his clothes for the reaping, And then blame him for being a man, When women beat, 'tis funny, As they drag the guy crying for help, His blood dripping as thick as honey, Women laughing at his painful yelp, When women lie, 'tis truth when she cries, You'll be called a sexist if you don't believe, For when women do visciously decieve, All the knights in the land rally and rise, And without a careful judgement of the court, A man was sentenced to the living morgue, Behind bars of steel inside a stone fort, Rotting inside like his fellow corpses.
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 8:13 AM UTC
When Women Do
I seem to have this problem with me, That everytime I go out, I always find myself in a dark alley, A disgusting piece of s*it stinking of ***** and *** A very sad character with a dark twisted reality, One who can't be able to return to normality. As everyday I wander this restless streets of grey, Trying my hardest to not let my body sway, Walking the cobbled sidewalk in a funny way, Talking and yelling to random people "Hey!" Trying to reach them as they parted away. For I looked like a plauge walking restlessly, In no certain path but leading to Misery, Singing songs with a bittersweet melody, A tortured bird in a cage of depravity, Crying out hoping to gain Sympathy. But as the Mother shines her rays on me, I see myself in a moment of Clarity, A sad man full of Sorrow and Agony, Of Regrets and Broken Dreams of Vanity, The very reasons that caused me my own Frailty. Tears run down my cheeks in self pity, My heart bursting to its full capacity, I wailed letting go of my own sanity, Trekking a path to doom like a Calamity, The Moon shining down as I bring out the monster in me.
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
Moonshine
I held you dear despite the cold To have you near me, to keep you from harm To absorb your features, a look once bold A sturdy human being, with an embrace so warm A heart of gold, with bright silver smiles Your once thoughtful and twinkling eyes Your laughs of precious joy, echoing for miles Your melodious voice, honey and spice But I look at you now, a broken empty space But I smile at you anyway, to forget my own pain I took your arm gingerly, clasp our hands into a lace I kiss you so lovingly, even to have it all in vain As warm tears fell, turning my eyes to red I cried out to you, full of sorrow and grief As you lay there quietly, still on a marble bed Cold kisses to remind me, of your life that went so brief
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:02 AM UTC
Cold Kisses
The Dark ominous corridor beckons at me In my mind, deep within delicious Agony Reminding me of moments of my Idiocy A weakness to Purge by hurting me. Pierce my Eyes so I can't see Carve it from its own sockets free I'll cry myself in ****** tears of glee For these lenses sinned by looking at thee Shut my Mouth so I can't  speak Or taste kisses that make me weak Sew it up with threads so thick For these lips have sinned kissing a ***** Cut my whole Body and throw it in a bag From my head to my torso and my every leg With my pounded bones and flesh turned to rag For my whole body sinned, your touch I still beg And lastly for the finale of my Purification Take my Heart away as a final decision Rip it all out with reckless abandon For it sinned, loving you with devotion For hurting Myself is my final solution My penance and truth from this horrid Illusion An act I will make with my own volition To taste my own love for thee with Self Mutilation.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 7:15 AM UTC
Self Mutilation
You are me in another body, The same soul split in two, A double dose of insanity, From all things we share and do, Both full of poise and profanity, A Recluse and a Star, We are both bright and dim, Born of Love and War, We are pushed to Sanity's rim, Both so near yet so far, You are the emmisary of Hope, As I am the envoy of Despair, You are the kind Antelope, As I am a terrifying Bear, Together we gently Develop, To be relentless and cruel, Yet just, kind and fair, To be Iron Handed on our Rule, Yet Gentle like a Mother's Care, To both be the King and the Fool, For you are my twin, My other side of the cosmos, My hollowed soul piece within, My piece of Olympus in Erebos, For we exist in each other's skin.
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 9:30 AM UTC
Twin