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I missed the garbage truck
I have a bin full of trash
full of people I want to smash.
Pain is the only thing they give
a people plague that pollutes  
the life I live.
But when the garbage truck arrives
and it will tomorrow morning
I will throw these people out
without a single warning.
Sometimes you can't always remove the people that pollutes your life so you have to wait for the right moment.
 Feb 2016 James Cracker
Sanne K
He was once a handsome fellow
filled with dreams and hope
now his eyes are hollow
struggling so hard to cope

Did you know he was once married
and held a good position?
but then he turned worried
calling life an illusion

Somewhere along the way
something went terribly wrong
his mind began to stray
wondering where he belonged

No one knows why life turned bad
and perhaps no one can be blamed
But it was just so sad
His body was never claimed
Sometimes I wish I was invisible.
Not to go around and be sneaky.
Doing **** that upsets people or hurts them.
I just wish I was invisible because
I'm just so ******* tired of being seen.
Having to hide my insecurities.
Having to lock up my emotions.
Having to keep myself safe.
Just being out there.

I rock.
Not the kind where i'm awesome...
The kind where I find I hug myself.
Where I move back and forwards.
All the ******* time.
When I eat.
When I write.
When I read.
When I do anything.
Just gently rocking.
Always have and probably always will.
But it comforts me.
I comfort me
That's so ******* weird.
But it's honest.

I wish I was invisible.
So that the world could leave me alone.
Because it gnaws on my bones.
Like it has the right to do that to me.
I just want to be invisible so I can live quietly.
Doing my own thing.
And no one will know I am there.
And hopefully no one will see me.
And, if I close my eyes.
And rock quietly, and slowly.
I think that's the closest I will ever get.
To being invisible.
Anxiety *****. Being an introvert in a world of extroverts is so draining. Just makes me want to be invisible for a while.
Please little heart
in my chest
You don't you have to
please him
for the rest of your life
He is no god
He is no angel
He is just a mortal man
But still he touch my heart
like no one ever could
oh please little heart forget him
for the sake of both of us.
Eww my stupid heart won't get over him...
 Feb 2016 James Cracker
은하
The noises seem like silence,
crowded places and busy minds.
The paces of the people are like echos of their souls,
they're walking and running and following with their lifes.
It's just like any other day in a big gray city.
I'm passing between hundred of the same black coat,
drowning in the sea of umbrellas.
But I watch the mud on my boots let footprints on the wet street,
like a whisper telling to another daydreamer that I was here.
 Feb 2016 James Cracker
은하
What do you see when the wind kiss you skin ?
I understand it's too lonely here
I know life needs better days
Please wait a little more before you go.

What do you feel when there's nothing but blue?
Just don't be afraid
Don't run away.

Cause I still can hear
through your lost mind
Echos of the last song you sang
from your soul.

It's the darkest night
but the waves still fight
over the moon.
 Feb 2016 James Cracker
은하
Am I?
 Feb 2016 James Cracker
은하
Being alone with your thoughts.
I describe it like being in the highest cliff
trying to concentrate in the beauty,
but still listening clearly the whispers of
the distant floor calling for my fall.
Strangely, It's tempting.
It's not me, may not be..
Is your reflection even yours
if you might not even be alone
in your own mind
?

**Am I really alone?
It's night and I am to wonder
What is this sinister madness?
shocking me like thunder
an unexplainable sadness!
Sadness from sheering silence
Erasing all hope and guidance.

I wonder. But find no reasons
Why this sadness is needed
and like spiritual dry seasons
Wither the joy I once seeded
Drained and bleak, but why?
Sadness and silence, no reply.

Time passes days and weeks
I am still with no explanation
And when the sun finally peaks
I feel this relieved sensation
But why did the sadness go?
why did it come? *I don't know.
Sometimes I just feel sad I don't know why. No warning, no reason just sadness. But I always manage so I just hold tight and wait for better days.
Your head was on my shoulder
as we spoke about our dreams
to marry when we grew older
as a part of our schemes.

We would laugh and we would smile.
We were the happiest couple for a while.

Were we in love? No doubt.
But we were young and alive.
Our love was like a sprout
that could barely survive.

We wouldn't see the truth, the reality.
We were a couple, weren't we?

But when I left in 7th grade
I left a lot of things behind.
And sorry I was too afraid.
I caged words inside my mind

We parted on the beach. A final goodbye.
We no longer existed. We became you and I.

A young love, a first love.
It felt so true or sort of.
I felt safe, I felt secure.
You and I were too Immature.

And after many years I still wonder why?
you and I accepted that painful goodbye.
If you never met your first love in the past but met them now would it turn out for the better? I think it would for me. Because we were too young to fully understand what it meant to be in love...
I once a got a present
It was danish design
A hoptimist. I was confused.
No function. Not pretty.

Just expensive...

I realized I was a hoptimist.

So I kept it...
My friend got a bunch of these I don't know why.
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