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  Mar 2019 Benji James
Katie
i am forgotten memories:

smell of the milk
gone sour
in the back of the
bottom shelf of the
fridge.

sound like the muffled cries
and broken screams
drowned out by the
newest- catchy
radio 'bop'.

feel of the fingernails
and rusty scissor blades
in far left desk-drawer
on skin.

look like the purple
bags on pale skin,
clenched teeth,
red knuckles.

i do not know my name,
it is better this way.
  Mar 2019 Benji James
CLARYT
"Sleep when you're dead",
"Oh come on, liven up",
"What?? Nooo, please come",
"One two three drink!!",
"Snap out of it!",
"What's wrong this time??",

These and more, are phrases used by you "normal" people, in a ploy to entrance us very special, very unique, very very awesome people who have a condition known as depression.....
We'll sleep when we want to,
We'll liven up when our brain chemicals allow us to,
We'll come along when, or if we have the confidence to,
Don't.. Don't ever tell us to do that,
And, what's wrong?, if you knew us at ALL, you'd refrain from asking that question!,

Think on normals, we have feelings ya know!
# understanding # respect #love #empathy
(c)eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2019
  Mar 2019 Benji James
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
  Mar 2019 Benji James
Dominique R
I dream of confessions of love
Your face
And your hands on my waist
You are soft in my dreams
Vulnerable
You tell me that it’s all been a farce
That you really love me
And you were scared
Scared of the oceans you feel for me
But I am forced awake
And the darkness in my room laughs
Because we’ve been here before
It knows this story
My brain is my downfall
It’s rosy colored hues
And romanticized ideals
Not talking
Means not wanting
And ignoring
Definitely doesn’t translate to I love you
Life isn’t a romance novel
If he is silent
Listen
And walk away
Benji James Mar 2019
Hey everyone,
This is not a poem. It has been a while since I uploaded anything
I haven't had much time for writing new material, I've literally been focusing so much on my youtube channel and just living life.
Last year Hellopoetry was a big part of my life.
All the kind comments and just you guys appreciating my work.
That meant the whole world to me.
I don't know when it is I will upload another poem or lyric
All my focus is on other creative artistry, that I have always wanted to do. But it's only because of you guys and this site that I found that new belief in myself, to go and try again.
There is still a long way to go in my journey.
And this is not goodbye
This is just, see you all soon.
Hopefully, I'll find some sparks and write some new material in the near future but until then.
I love and appreciate all of Y'all that have taken the time to, like, comment, repost and read my poems/lyrics.
Until next time, I'll see you guys soon. :)
Hope you're all well.

Kind Regards, Benji James :)
  Feb 2019 Benji James
lemons and rain
when Uncomfortable comes,
he crawls in through my mouth
and makes a home on my tongue.
his breath stains my numb teeth
and burns the back of my throat.

when Uncomfortable asks me
to stay a little longer,
with his frail hands over mine,
there is only humming and I am
back in front of the tv, watching static.

when Uncomfortable stands
with his arms out, in the shape of a cross,
there is only smoke filling everything
as I bow my head and pray
to wake up free.
january 2019
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