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I try, yes I've tried.

I try to see the good in everything.

I've tried to see the good in everyone.

I've tried, yes I try...

to care but none seems to care.

to be there but none is really there.

Often I'm left alone

To fight my misery on my own

I try, Yes I've tried...

To be insensitive, heartless and inconsiderate.

To be cold as this world is,

So cold making anguish freeze.

So cold like the Indian ocean's breeze.

My heart is a prison with frozen rotten carcasses.

A mortuary where the dead have none to claim their forgotten corpses
I wrote this two years ago
Blue Flame Feb 2019
I will pluck your wings

Put you in a cage

Forever enslaved

To me your sage
Blue Flame Feb 2019
By the time we begin
I fear the intense spark between us
Will set the house on fire...
As we collide and glide in unison

Ignite the house my spouse
Let it explode as we implode
With consuming desire
You will burst with my single touch

Yea sip by sip till I reach that tip
then you slip that magic stick...
Promise you'll pin me down
and never relinquish

Before we recede crushing down
into a weakening ******
By the time we done
You will be numb
I was once
Unconscious
Invisible
Limbless
Like a tadpole
I saw nothing
And heard nothing
I had a sole goal
I needed to reach the ****
Before all of them
Only the first one
Could Become
A Man.
I can tell
This tale today
Because
I am alive!
Once a victor
Always a victor
If you made it
To the ****
Let nothing
Bring you down
Because
That victory
Made you!
Blue Flame Feb 2019
Life is all about choices
Voices in your head
Visions in your mind
And chances

What if you die today?
What will you leave behind?
A legacy?
Or broken hearts?

Small decisions
Big consequences
Such is life
Live it right

At the end of the day
The end doesn't justify the means
It becomes it
You become what you do

And the ones around you
Hate everything that might harm you
Like drugs killing you slowly
Depression taking you hostage

They don't hate you
They hate what you do
Be the best of you
Before you breath your last
life is about grabbing it by the horns and not relinquish

— The End —