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 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
ryn
Fester
 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
ryn
Many are the things unsaid
when tongues are bit

Much is the blood
spilled when hearts are slit

Many are the moments
forsaken when the mind’s unfit

Much of the pain
still fester even with words deliberately writ
 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
Lior Gavra
It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.
 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
ryn
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I’m learning to walk again...

It’s been awhile since
the earth consumed my knees
and I had seen myself breathing in mud.

I’ve struggled,
thrashed about
and broken what little I had.

I’m learning to walk again...

It’s been awhile since
I’ve lost myself.
It’s been ages since
I knew where to begin.

I’ve risen,
fallen...
Risen again
and again
fuelled by
what little hope I have left.

I’m learning to walk again...

It’s been awhile since
I found myself
flourishing in the warmth of day
and consoled by the comfort of night.

I’ve lived through many hours...
And I wish to survive my many more...
With what little strength I have left.
Inspired by Foo Fighter’s “Walk”.
 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
Dust Bowl
I tie my strings together,
Before the frays can scare you away.
You like me when I'm begging,
But only half hearted.

I started being vulnerable the day I realized endearment was no longer an anchor,
But you wear masculinity like a chain, too heavy for me to ever hold you.
It's maddening
Watching you run from me,
Sidestep and tiptoe across emotions.
The world used to be my racetrack,
Til I drove into the wall and still came out lonely on the otherside.
I never hit the breaks for you.

You want me *******,
But I've never been good
at unraveling slow.
 Dec 2017 Fallen Angel
ryn
Nights get heavy.
When every thought becomes a curse.
Sleep is waylaid.
When every subtle nuance you begin to nurse.

Hours grow long.
Rest becomes a dream.
Seconds start to undo...
Every stitch in every seam.

Shadows come to play,
as their dance warps your grasp.
Demons come to say...
That you’re welcomed in their sinister clasp.
 Jul 2016 Fallen Angel
Azalea
They tortured her every day of her life
They destroyed her self-esteem
They took away her joy
They never let her to be happy
They destroyed everything that was good in her life
They went and took it all away
One day they watched her cry alone for hours
That day things seemed to change
They wanted to make things right this time  
They went to her house and found a razor and a note
It was too late to apologize
 Jul 2016 Fallen Angel
Jemma
I heard it all before
I'm just not pretty enough
I'm cute but just not that pretty
I look too young

I don't wear enough make up and I don't dress grown enough
I'm not assertive and I don't demand attention
No one will ever notice me

I don't go out enough and I don't party as much as other girls
So what exactly does that mean?
Does that mean a boy can't like a girl like me?
I want to be pretty
I want to feel loved
But sometimes I just feel not good enough...
 Jul 2016 Fallen Angel
Leia R
today is the day that i lost all respect for you;
the day i realized that i couldn't trust you and that the "you" i knew was never coming back
                                       l.r.
a letter to an old friend
 Jul 2016 Fallen Angel
J
Giving Up
 Jul 2016 Fallen Angel
J
I'm giving up on myself today
I'm jaded and sleepless and need a break
I'm giving up on my goals today
I'm sorry and hope you can forgive me
I'm giving up on myself today
I'm sick of this fog surrounding me
I'm giving up on everything today
I'm empty and can't fill up again
I'm giving up today,
and will try again tomorrow.
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