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If it was a fallen branch, I'd burn it
If it was a wild beast, I'd hunt it
If it was a string, I'd cut it
If it was glass, I'd shatter it
If it was paper, I'd rip it apart
But I cannot do that, because it is my heart.
this is my 50th poem, written on 11/18/23. yay go me !!
6h · 21
I Wish
For once I wish to be the stars, not the viewer.
For once I wish to be a goal, not the pursuer.
For once I wish to be the masterpiece, not the painter.
For once I wish to be the colors that age, never fainter.
For once I wish to be the ocean, not the one swimming in it.
For once I wish to be a nomad, rather than having to sit.
For once I wish to be knowledge itself, rather than having to learn it.
But the thing I wish most of all is the be the poem, rather than the poet.
this is my 49th poem, written on 11/18/23.
Where would I be without that smile of yours?
Where would I be without your guiding words?
  Where would I be without your stabbing swords?
   Where would I be?

    So maybe in some other universe, everything would be right
     And I'm holding on to something, but it's one thing
     And I'm holding on with all my might
    So maybe in some other universe, things would be alright

   And I know I'll never forget you
  And in my stomach it'll never sit right
And God, I hope you know
How much I loved you so
this is my 48th poem, written on 11/18/23
6h · 29
Self-Eradication
I distinctly remember the sweet smile of the day
And the fireflies that lit up the night sky
The blooming flowers on a beautiful day in May
I remember watching the birds fly ever so high
But I also remember watching the flowers die
Their vibrant colors turning then to grey

I remember the thousands of stories in my mind on display
Castles built from my imagination
I remember the friends that with I could forever stay
Just me and my fictional childhood nation
But now my brain has started a process of self-eradication
My vibrant stories turning then to grey

I've seen friends that I know I knew back in the day
But I just can't put my finger on who they are
And there's nothing I can do or say
As I watch the death of my own star
Now I don't want to finish this poem, must stay far
Because I know it'll turn to a dull grey.
this is my 47th poem, written on 11/13/23.
I shouldn't have to hide that you hit me
I shouldn't have to hide my tears
I shouldn't have to fake a smile at you saying my legs were big
Because you couldn't have known that it was one of my fears

I shouldn't have to listen to you yell at the TV screen
I shouldn't have to ramble to feel seen
I shouldn't have to make up a reason for you to go
And that's just something I think you should know
this is my 46th poem, written on 11/12/23. yes all of this did happen !! I had a red mark on my face for like a week or so oml
6h · 24
Unlovable
I cried myself to sleep
Saying nobody would ever love me
If only we could be
I wouldn't have to weep

Then my wish came true
But I should've been careful what I asked for
My love life now isn't a bore
But now, I don't know what to do

I've started talking to a new boy
And I told him I didn't love him
And that only made him act grim
Treating me like a toy

And he asked why I wouldn't date him, because he was so great
And I felt guilty because I had asked for love
I had been embracing my freedom, like a pure dove
But that didn't mean I wouldn't date

I just don't want my happiness to be a lack
But the most you are to me is a brother
And my heart belongs to another
Someone that will never love me back.
this is my 45th poem, written on 11/11/23. sighhh I was so dumb
6h · 16
Hallucinations
A tourist came to visit a church
One that had burnt down and rebuilt anew
Then he heard someone in the street say,
"Besides the design, there's something you should know too!"
"Many visitors have seen images in this church,"
"Scenes from the old place!"
The tourist felt a simmer of excitement
And entered the church at a steady pace
And when he entered, the hallucinations hit
Celebrations and songs from the past
People building the church was first
And the rebuilding after the fire was last
He noticed the masterpieces on the wall
And the wooden pews where people could sit
He saw white marble so enchanting, so dimly lit
And he then saw a sign saying "Do not enter"
And he knew walking in could be a sin
But his curiosity got the best of him
And so he marched right in.
And as he entered the dark room
A new hallucination entered his mind like a liar
He turned to leave, but the door was locked
And he was trapped in with the fire.
this was my 44th poem, written on 11/9/23. I hope this makes sense idrk
I was in a car in a parking lot with my family
Looking into the window of a car
I saw a girl I knew from afar
Being treated just like a star

But we both had wit, and we both were smart
And I watched her through my calamity
Watched her get paused at the accomplishments we both had happily
Daydreaming if my family could reenact this fantasy

And I can tell her family has the biggest heart
If only mine's opinion on my achievements would just restart
Even if we were the same, she'd be the work of art
But if she's both Yin and Yang, when can I play my part?
this was my 43rd poem, written on 11/6/23
After a pause of dreaming about you
I thought I had been cured
Until my dream the following night
Oh, the things I saw and heard

Your presence was near to me
You had come to visit here
And I could tell you how sorry I was
And how I hold you so dear

But the moment I went to see you
You were leaving that very date
And I reached out my hand, trying to grab you
But I was a moment too late.
this was my 42nd dream, written on 11/4/23. yes these were based off of actual dreams
The day you decided to leave
You stopped talking to me
And I had dreams the next two nights
Talking normally, as if we were meant to be

And even though in my dreams
I might've been only talking as your friend
I was perfectly content
Anything so this wouldn't end

So we had our conversations as usual
And it was back to just you and me
And I smiled all the way till I woke
Then back again I drowned in reality.
this was my 41st poem, written on 11/4/23.
1d · 61
Untitled
I thought that we could always fall together
But you told me you wanted to fly
So I watched you realize my hand, float up to the clouds
While I was still falling in the sky
this was my 40th poem, written on 11/3/23.
She wrote their stories, with every detail
And took all their control away
And she knew what this could never entail
A puppeteer dancing with her puppet's sway

But don't see her as badly
This is just her mind of fiction
And the feeling that nobody could riot against her turned her madly
Which then led to the graves of inscription

And one day she met a boy
And loved him so much, she didn't control him
Until one day he rioted against her, like she was a toy
When she thought she could finally win

And she didn't know what to do, so she just wrote
And added random things for dramatic effect
And it wasn't her trying to gloat
But you can't think after you've wept

And just like all her other characters
She erased him from her mind
She couldn't handle any more pain
Even after she had been so kind
And she thought she knew him so clearly
But turns out, she was blind.
this was my 39th poem, written on 11/2/23.
When you said we were over
I thought I'd remain as your friend
But you said nothing more
So I knew this had to end

You said it wasn't my fault we broke up
But the next day you removed me from a group chat
And I can't understand why you're gone
But I guess that is that

And I got so angry
I completely removed you from my life
I couldn't bear the pain anymore
So I cut you out of my heart with a knife

But I still felt bad because I'd loved you so
So I told you goodbye
And I had a dream you'd chase after me
But you didn't even reply

I hope I haunt your house, you see me everywhere
You hear me cry as you open the doors
And yes, you're the worst right now, but I still wish you happiness
Because I had once been yours.
this was my 38th poem, written on 10/28/23. this was when the breakup just hit me all at once oml
1d · 43
Freedom
I convinced myself that I would be the one to leave
But it turns out it was him
And I prayed each night that he wouldn't go
But I've never been able to win
What happened to every good morning text you sent?
What happened to asking if I'm okay?
It's so obvious we loved each other
Then what did you mean today?
What happened to me being your favorite person?
What happened to losing sleep for me?
And if you say I did nothing wrong
I'll still believe we were never meant to be
You said there's nothing wrong with me
You just find the situation draining
But I don't wish you to be sad
And don't you think I am paining
I've found a new independence
No longer will I have to hide anymore
And yes, I'll still be sad
But it'll never be able to touch my core
So don't take pity on me
And don't see yourself as dumb
I may not reply as much anymore
But that's because I've found my own freedom
this was my 37th poem, written on 10/27/23. ugh yeah this hurt fr
1d · 57
Each Other
I'll leave you one day. There, I said it.
Or you'll leave me, and you won't regret it.

I love you, but I'm scared to
And I've told you what I've gone through

And you said you weren't going anywhere
But what if I go? How can that be fair?

And no, I'd never want to leave
But what if it meant nothing when I wore my heart on my sleeve?

I've known myself ten years longer than you
So I also know what I might convince myself to do

I cherish every single moment we spend together
And I hope we can smile through all this weather

But I'm so sorry if one day
I'll ghost you like the other
But for now we'll hang on tight
Because the only thing we have is each other
this is my 36th poem, written on 10/26/23... he broke up with me a day after I wrote this lmaoooo
1d · 30
Empty Graves
A cemetery filled with tombstones everywhere
Even though their lives never existed
And she wrote their lives to be a never-ending tragedy
And maybe it would've changed if they coexisted

They went on so many adventures in her mind
Even if it was just to escape reality
And she then began to lose track of time
Lost in her own mentality

She erased their stories as she got older
But never against her they rioted
And no one could ever scold her
Because they had been quieted

But she still grieved when she thought about them
And she cried over their non-existent tombs
And she wondered what they could have become
If she let them live for infinite moons

If you look closely into the late night
You can see a girl holding a rose of fiction
And if you look deeper, you can see she might
Put it on a grave with no inscription
this was my 35th poem, written on 10/26/23. I don't like how this one turned out; it was supposed to be abt daydreams being lost, but the girl just seems like a manipulator idk
we love each other with all our hearts
and who could ask for more?
but when you listed your favorite girls
i was only number four

i'm not mad at you for loving your aunt
and i encourage you to love your mother
but you also put your favorite music artist
before your own lover

and i know i'm overreacting
and fourth isn't even the worst
but it still pains my heart
because on my list, you were first.
this was my 34th poem, written on 10/21/23. my ex asked me to rank my fav guys, and so he was number one, but I was number four when he ranked his fav girls. when I expressed my sadness to him, he said that he meant number four as number one, and his list was backwards. like uhmmmm ok
1d · 72
My Savior
There was a time in my life
Filled with misery and sorrow
But the stories were embarrassing
So I always waited until tomorrow
And I waited alone
For a savior to come
Someone who'd see the knots of youth
And finally make them come undone
But nobody would come
And I was left ignored
So I became loud for attention
Weird, so they wouldn't be bored
Until one day, when revisiting the past
I saw someone totally new
And I had a gut feeling to trust him
But I was scared he would leave me too
But we both loved each other
And I trusted him with all I could see
I said I was scared he'd leave me
But in reality it was me
Then one calm night I decided to tell
About never convincing myself to feel well
About how I was scared I would fail
About my sorrowful childhood tale
And when I said I was scared we'd be apart
He gave me a fragment of his loving heart
this was my 33rd poem, written on 10/15/23. guys you do not need someone to save you, they do not care !! he didn't care !!
Twisting, tingling, spinning water
Rushing past to **** the old man's daughter

Glaring, entrancing, burning fire
Scorching the skin of priest o' sire

Twirling, whirling, spinning air
Leaving man's house behind with only a scare

Crushing, rumbling, shaking earthquake
That is how 782 families had to wake

The screams from the thunder storm
Were heard all throughout town
And that kind woman went to take her children inside
When a lightning strike came crashing down

I had always been so sure
That nothing like that could happen to me
Until one day while on a sandy beach
I saw a tsunami coming from the sea
this is my 32nd poem, written on 10/3/23. it was originally supposed to be abt the beauty of nature and then it turned into this so idrk
1d · 45
One Such Bird
She rustles her feathers, fluttering as she twists and tethers.

Three white dots on her tail, wings with bravery that will never fail.

Perched on a high branch to hide from us below; is she really scared, or is it because it's all she know?

With chirps harmonically right, I wonder if they continue throughout the night

With black, beady eyes she views us all, wondering if it's an illusion when she stands tall

She was little once, like we all were. I wonder how much she's had to endure?

But now she is silent, gone, ran from fear, going anywhere to escape from here.

We humans have given her nothing but a scare. How, I wonder, how can this be fair?
this is my 31st poem, written on 9/29/23. still isn't even gramatically right I hate it so much ***
2d · 58
The Traveler
I walked from place to place
Never leaving behind a trace

There's so many people I've left behind
To carry on, no matter how kind

Some things were harder to let go of
Maybe because some just had a stronger love

I've seen the most beautiful places
Befriended the kindest faces

And I've learned so much about myself too
Me leaving is something we never knew

It's for the better, at least I hope
Maybe this is just how I cope?

I'm sorry, I must go
I just wanted to let you know

I'll travel to where my heart can't feel pain
I'll leave you just to make me feel sane

My heart has belonged to many places throughout time
But with no home that I could call mine
this was my 30th poem, written on 9/23/23. they literally ****** I should have left
2d · 374
LOUD
I wish I was silent.
Your words wouldn't be so violent
I'll stop seeing red, but a pastel violet
I just wish that I was quiet

I wish I wasn't so loud.
Maybe then you'd be proud
My words wouldn't draw a crowd
If I wished I didn't speak out loud

I wish I didn't always overshare
Spilling embarrassing secrets just so you'd care
So maybe one day I'll finally be aware
And I wish I didn't have to feel this despair

I just wish I wasn't ignored
But I didn't want myself to just be stored
And so that's when I poured and poured
I just wish I could get my reward.

I wish my mouth was sewn shut.
I could walk normally, instead of strut
Thanks for all your punches in the gut
I just wish I stopped talking, and so what?
this was my 29th poem, written on 9/21/23. not my fav.. "I see red" ahh
2d · 51
Hate My Heart
If I was someone else, you would've loved me
That's what you told me this morning
And it's my fault we couldn't be
And I fell for you without warning
You said you'd want me
That's all I crave for now
My bad I couldn't see
I was blinded by you somehow
So maybe if I was born before you
My heart wouldn't break
No one will love you as much as I do
How much more can I take?
this was my 28th poem, written on 9/4/23. can I shut up about this guy already
I'm a shaking, crying mess
As the thoughts burn in my skin

I was sick of hiding it all
Everything from two years ago

I trust you enough to tell
And you remained there

Even though the poison is slipping off my tongue
All I can feel is a sweet symphony

But it fades quickly as I expect
For you to laugh and walk away

But you hold me there, in your arms
Even if I'm a shaking, crying mess

Even though my heart had just been ripped apart
You recognized that it could still love
this was my 27th poem, written on 9/2/23. btw this guy cheated on me **** but I'll get into that later !! stay tuned, don't forget to like and subscribe!!
2d · 90
My Love
I told you of the tears I shed
And you held me tightly in your arms

You asked me what had happened
But my throat went dry

You were the only one who saw my smile fade
Trying to brighten it daily

You asked me again what was wrong
But my mouth remained closed

How are you supposed to comfort me
When I can't say I love you?
this was my 26th poem, written on 9/2/23. ughhh this guy suckeddddd
2d · 47
If Only
I thought if I made you smile, you would love me
But now I'm only falling for you more.
My heart aches whenever I think of you
Knowing your love belongs to someone, anyone else
And I convinced myself that maybe in some other world
You would've loved me too
We were only meant to be friends
That's the tragic thing I learned
Now I can only love you from a distance
Like the stars in the night's void
You made me smile every day
And in return I wiped your tears
When I fell you caught me in your arms
Even though I don't know if you actually cared
I just want you to live a happy life
And I would only take away from that
My mind bursts with millions of thoughts a day
So why are you so many of them?
Why did I want this?
I knew it could only end in sorrow.
You're great, but please, just stop.
Stop making me think only of you
Stop making me smile anytime you text
Stop making me fall for you
I am so glad we met
And that's all I can say
this is my 25th poem, written on 9/1/23. guys dw this guy ****** xoxo
They determine our strength with no brains
We get our brains with the lack of strength
To find balance in this life is unobtainable
Unless you are the propaganda itself

With tests, they see how smart we are
With miles, they see how far we run
Run, run away from it all
But you won't get anywhere

They reward us with worthless prizes
They drown us in our unfamiliar seas
They overwork us with all we know
Is the haunting propaganda outside?

Propaganda. Manipulates us all
To believe it is utterly flawless
Flawless, you must be flawless
Flaws show ugliness and mistakes

Mistakes? There are no mistakes
When you are talking about propaganda
this was my 24th poem, written on 8/29/23. this was one of my first times not using a rhyme scheme, not my best job but at least I tried
2d · 61
Can't You See?
Why can't you see how bad he can be?
Earlier, he was obviously jealous of you and me

You told me how he had hurt you
You're covering the pain in a fake yellow hue

I try to tell you to please understand
But now it seems my opinions are banned

And I know I shouldn't care, he is your guy
But if you don't listen, I might have to say "bye"

I'm looking for light in your never-ending void
But there's nothing left that you haven't destroyed

So I yell and shout just so you can finally see
That this boy and you, were never meant to be
this was my 23rd poem, written on 8/22/23. why was I in love with this guy fr
2d · 45
Fate
No matter how many times I say our problems can mend
Fate will never let me call you a friend
I told you that loving him would only make you cry
But you didn't listen and kept wanting to try
You put salt in the wound when I bled for you
You gave nothing back when I cared for you
But when I think about you, why do I still care?
When will I find love that's finally fair?
All I wanted was for you to have a life of fun
But like Icarus, I must've flown too close to the sun
Then why did you say you love me?
If I am blind, when could you see so clearly?
I had to comfort you every single day
And in return you make me feel this way?
And I knew I was rereading the same chapter of a book
I was in a trance by that one quick look
I thought you could be the one true friend
But I know how it was going to end
I love you so much more than you think
Even though in the depths of your waters, I'll only sink
I love you, but I hate you so
Now even I don't know if I should go
You'd make my heart beat a little faster
But I don't know if it's love anymore
So if I tried to say "I love you,"
You wouldn't say "you love me more."
this is my 22nd poem, written on 8/21/23. yeah I should've left this guy frfr
2d · 46
Hoping
I hope that deer in the road
In the afterlife has fun
I hope those moths by the light
Get an eternity of sun

I hope that lonely old lady
Gets to reunite with her lover
I hope that man who had to sit in the rain
Will always, above his head, have a cover

I hope the rainbow everyone admires when they see
I hope its colors never fade
I hope the dolls the girls wanted
I hope they never stop being made

I hope the ocean waves they splashed in
I hope they never stop being rode
I hope the stories that inspire others
I hope they never stop being told

And I hope when I take my final breath
I get to see that beautiful sky one last time
And I hope this dream is never taken away
Even though it was never mine
this is my 21st poem, created on 8/18/23.
3d · 62
Replacement
I sit with him under a tree
Where me and her once sat.
We both shared secrets and stories
We'd always talk, no matter where we were at

They both said things I keep in my heart
I can hear their words in the back of my mind
Only one is in the past, and one is now
Will you be the friend I've been longing to find?

Me and her would talk everyday
Until one day she decided to leave
Me and her don't talk everyday
But remembering her won't make me grieve

Our connection is growing fast
You're a person I want to remember
Will this end up like the last?
And will you please be her?
this is my 19th poem, written on 8/18/23. spoiler alert: he did not end up like her :(
3d · 65
A Test
Back then, I thought I was making the right decision
If only back then I had my present vision

If only I hadn't done that, my life would begin anew
Numerous more opportunities I would've gotten to

I don't want to think of it as a regret, but a way to ascend
But after that, for two years, my freedom came to an end

Even now I know his soul is kind
Or is it because I wanted time to rewind?

Now I'm back again, with a second chance
But I can only see the similarity in your glance

I don't want to make the same mistake as before
Or am I just supposed to have evil in my core?

I did say I wanted a true friend
But will this be the ultimate end?

I prayed that in the future, I'd learn to think twice
But this test is most certainly not nice

So please, don't let me fail this test
Because the continuation of this story, I know the rest.
this is my 20th poem, written on 8/18/23
I wake up under our tree, next to her
The oranges and pinks of the sunset in the distance are a blur

I don't even care that she's gone, she's next to me
"Rose, stop stressing!" She says, "can't you finally see?"

"You helped us! You saved us all."
"But you're dead," I respond, "so why do you stand tall?"

"Plus, it's not fully back yet, they're all gone still."
"I know, Rose. You're incredibly ill."

Her skin melts into the roots of the tree
The tree decays until just a stump in front of me

The pinks and oranges of the sunset turn into rain
I run through the dying grass, wondering if I'm sane

I run through thick fog until a ruined castle is in my path,
still injured from its past with the Wrath.

I then realized my nightmare must've been a memory
Behind me is him, "Hi, Professor Emery!"

I think to myself, "this will only be a memory of the past",
as the student's skin and the castle walls begin to melt fast.
this is my 18th poem, written on 8/8/23. I had the same vision/dream over and over again so I decided to write a poem about it !!
3d · 42
The Final Dance
This is the last time we'll share a glance
As we realize this is our final dance

You were my guiding light, my North Star
Three years ago, I never guessed I'd make it this far

Back then I was a duckling, now turned into a swan
When you look in the past, you'll only see me long gone

You've nurtured my dream in your care,
but now I have a new one elsewhere

I've learned so much, and you did too
Our happiest moments will never be few

"To educate and serve as a family,"
Now thank you, for this fantasy

If only we could have one more chance
As we realize this is our final dance
this is my 17th poem written on 7/13/23
3d · 42
Your Spotlight
Years of being ignored, seen as a no one
As I watch you and your friends always have fun

Why must you get all the spotlight?
Why must I still give more, even with all my might?

Constant yelling is all I’ve heard
Being seen with me in public is absurd

I’m always discarded, just an outcast
Now, all those times will be my last

She saw me as human, didn’t ignore me
Now, how long till you also see?

I want to share that spotlight with you
If only you allow me to

I also deserve the friends you’ve bonded with
I won’t make this just a myth

Does this mean I’m a bad person?
Does this mean my jealousy has worsened?

Now you and your band begin to sing
But I’ll no longer be watching from the wing
this is my 16th poem, created on 7/2/23
3d · 115
Brutality
I trusted you. I really did.
Back then, I was just a kid.

Two years of agony have burned in my soul.
I’m sorry, now why won’t you let me achieve my goal?

You took the freedom from my innocent, wounded hands
Watched my happiness disappear like the infinite grains of sands

Like I’m in a prison, security everywhere
Clutching my fragile heart, with every wound and fear

And you can blame it all on me
But now I won’t even tell you who I want to be

Now I’ve matured, and finally moved on
Why won’t that strictness of you carry on?

Why can’t you be the person I thought you were?
Why can’t you treat me just like her?

Why must I be the person you lash out on?
Why won’t you miss me when I’m gone?

It’s because you took everything, even my personality
Now, I’m a nobody. Just me and your brutality.
this is my 15th poem, written on 6/10/23
3d · 81
Thieves of Life
A group of thieves found a thriving tree
So they dug it up, then all went to see

The tree had grown from roots of pain
So they were confused on why this tree was sane

Then one realized the tree was made from healing
The guilt it hid over the years was now revealing

The tree started to wilt, slowly dying
They heard the tree’s screams, even its crying

For the tree hid everything to protect its health
It was just not happy for its life and wealth

The thieves felt bad and ran away
Even if the tree would still decay

They knew that tree was once their own
The one that they had used and thrown

But they were not thieves of objects, even if they could
They were the thieves if my innocent childhood
this is my 14th poem, written on 5/30/23
3d · 53
Returning
She sat there like a burning fire
Courage inside her was one to admire

The breezes blew stronger than they had before
Her anger was from the sadness in her heart that tore

Today was the day her freedom would come back
Today was the day her courage would not lack

She would again become that flying bird
She would finally be back, being cured

So she stood up to them, ready to tell
But her courage disappeared, and again she fell.
this is my 13th poem, written on 5/30/23
3d · 53
Her
Her
She was given stacks of money, more than she could see
Diamonds, rubies, and emeralds in her jewelry

She had friends that talked to her day and night
She had parents that never took her out of their sight

She had things that only the richest could afford
Piles of things she wanted on her own accord

Shoes, shirts, and dresses too
Not one day people saw her as blue

People assumed that her riches were her ideology
She was given everything, except an apology
this is my 12th poem, created on 5/30/23
3d · 57
A Thorn
She stepped into a garden with roses galore
She was looking for one, but just needed more

And then she found two, dazzling in sight
Whom puffed up their petals with all their might

Rose One was nostalgic and hated Rose Two
Happy moments were memorable, but only few

Rose Two was two-faced, but made her glad
All she wanted was to not be sad

She took both because she couldn’t decide
She thought she was happy, but at home she cried

She was confused, she had the rose
Was it not the right one she had chose?

Overwhelmed with sadness and pain
She knew one rose could only reign

She looked at her hands, deciding which rose would win
When she saw the thorn that had torn her bloodied skin.
This was the 11th poem I’ve ever written, created on 5/27/23
4d · 57
Ruler
The king sat upon his throne
Announcing ideas in the gentlest of tone

The people disagreed, and they fought back
But aggression was something the king had lacked

They rioted with pitchforks and torches
The king saw them yell out each night on their porches

And eventually, they set the castle ablaze
The king fled without even being fazed

He found the kindest people under the trees
The opportunity to build a new kingdom he had to seize

The palace could prosper with the right support
Unlike the old one, which could only distort

So he built with the people, leaving his mark
Until his eyesight started to go dark

He woke up in his old, burning palace again
Surrounding by the sound of illogical, angry men

He realized his prosperous castle was only a desire
“It was merely a dream,” he thought, as his skin lit on fire.
This is my 10th poem, written on 2/15/23
4d · 35
Wind
A bird sat on a ledge, calling for air,
“Please, give me merely a share!”

A breeze came and lifted the bird off the ground
The breeze ruffling the bird’s feathers was the only sound

Every day, the bird decided to sit and wait
The bird was drawn to the wind, perhaps even fate

The wind always listened when the world did not
The bird had found something it had always sought

Then one day, dark clouds came and rain poured down
And the wind lunged forwards, without even a frown

At last, the bird saw the wind’s true power
The bird wanted to hide, but the wind didn’t let it cower

The wind ruffled the bird’s feathers as it had done in the past
The bird took off, flying ever so fast

Then the storm passed; the rain was gone
The bird looked at the sun from the ledge it was on

“Wind, let me once again soar!”
But the wind replied no more.
This is my 9th poem, written on 1/15/23
4d · 77
Castle
I make my way among a mighty castle, but to everyone else that is merely ruins. The rubble covers the earth surface, but I pick it up and begin to build anew. The others just watch, fascinated by sight, to build a grave into a ceremony of life. They say their time has frozen in place, but I know it will move eternally. As I lay the bricks, one by one, a new story will start to write, for only the authors who let it be that way, and yet I’ll never realize that my new chapter of life has started, and they’re writing their final sentence. Still building this castle, one by one, but the debris still infects the Earth, when suddenly a thought comes to mind. It darkens and swallows the life. I sink to my knees, drowning in fear, as dark clouds gaze from heaven. I’ll never finish this castle. Humanity will never survive. They’ll slowly fade away, never to be remembered again I’ll never finish this castle, if nobody is here to share the memory.
this is the 8th poem i’ve ever written, created on 1/12/23
4d · 147
Our Solar Eclipse
I’m just the moon, wandering through
You’re the sun, adding shine to the morning dew

You stack up your compliments every day and night
While others insult the moon and start to fight

Now we are next to each other, and people assume
That you’re the better option and ignore me in the room

You light up the day, and I only darken it
You stood up for me, but only told me to sit

Nobody could ever live without you
Without me, they’ll still be attracted to you like glue

I’m jealous of all the people you adore
But they see me as only an aching sore

Maybe one day we’ll make a solar eclipse
But now our relationship is only a wisp

Now you and your band begin to sing
While I’m only watching from the wing
This is the 7th poem I’ve ever written, created on 12/22/22
4d · 58
Friends
The word ‘friend’ ends in end
The cracks in my heart will never mend

I’ll push you away, but please stay here
For it is not anger I’m feeling, but only fear

Don’t begin to hate me, like all the others
All their friends and all their mothers

I mess up, and I know you do too
So that gives you no reason to tell me to shoo

The word ‘friend’ ends in end
Please don’t make me go through this again
This was the 6th poem I’ve ever written, created on 12/16/22
4d · 35
Bird in a Cage
A bird flying so far away
Admiring every glimpse of day

From the fish in the sea to the trees that stand tall
The free, flying bird admired it all

Then a blast came from two hunters below
She fell to the ground, covered in snow

The humans took her far from her place
Where there was no glimpse of the tree’s grace

Trapped in a cage she sat all day
Wondering when she would again fly far, far away

But her wing was hurt, and couldn’t fly
So she yelled and sobbed and started to cry

But the humans ignored her and walked away,
Opened a door and she saw a glimpse of day

It was her past, where she longed most to go
She was much to weak to attempt to go, so

She sat still, admiring the glimpse of day
And peace, but could no longer fly far, far away
This was the 5th poem I’ve ever written, created on 12/7/22
4d · 123
Bloodlines
For bloodlines are linked only by blood
My emotions come out in a drowning flood

We only share a last name
For all these years I’ve fallen fool to your game

No remorse to the ones with the worse
Only greed and fame, it’ll always be the same

We are linked not by love anymore
The stress laid down is like an aching sore

I’ll no longer be trapped in your thickening mud
For bloodlines are linked only by blood
this is the 4th poem i’ve ever written, created on 11/1/22
4d · 69
Falling
I’m drifting down this spiraling hole
My life has been taking a downward toll

These thoughts circle around me, making an ambush
Closing me in, trapping me in this mush

The wind blows my hair forward, but I can’t look back
This abyss is endless, and that is a fact

I close my eyes, darkness remaining still
This jar of guilt, remaining fill

Opening my eyes again, seeing the entrance above
Thousands of feet below the things I once loved

There’s darkness now, and soon later on
The feelings I’ve felt are now all gone

Closing my eyes once more, calmness to protect me
The ones who tried their best, their eyes I couldn’t see

I reach my hand out, asking for one last chance
Their happiness is soothing, my sorrow, a trance

I take a deep breath, and still I lie
As my guilt erases, and my world begins to die
this is the 3rd poem i’ve ever written, created on 9/29/22
4d · 77
Eyes
What did that darkness in her eyes really mean?
What have those eyes really seen?

Did they mean a lot of guilt?
An infection not entirely built?

Like her brain had started to melt
Like a decaying flower, slowly to wilt

She closes her eyes, giving up to this embrace
As all her memories in the past begin to erase
this was the second poem i’ve ever written, created on 9/28/22
4d · 48
Vale
Did it all mean nothing, just wasted my time?
Was it all worth something, something I claimed mine?

The people I’ve met and the journey I’ve been on
Did the friendship really set, from dusk till  dawn?

From setting off fireworks on top of the school,
To happily acting like a fool,

From what I’ve learned and to I’ve bought,
There’s been a growing guilt which I have fought

What did she mean when she said, “The dark side of this place”?
What will, in the future, will I face?

Helped others but still felt the presence of wrath,
How do I know that I’m on the right path?

In the past I knew it was the eye of the storm
“I’ll find out the unknown,” I have sworn.

As learning is the only thing I find entertaining,
But in terms of my enemy, reality, there’s nothing I’m gaining

So, I look back into the past, scavenging for advice,
I hope in the future I’ll learn to think twice.
this is the first poem I’ve written, created on 9/14/22

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