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Farah May 2018
Sad feet carrying the weight of my misery on the back of their ankles
Overgrown nails and worn out nail varnish
Take care of yourself Farah they say.
Take care.
Do they really mean it?
Can they not see the weight I carry around?

Eyes close one more night
It’ll be better by tomorrow
I promise
They don’t know
I fall asleep every eve with the same ******* thought
Farah Apr 2018
Blown away by the mourning of nature
Captured by the frame of the green leaves on my blazer
How can my lens captivate this sadness
when my mind can’t even comprehend the madness
The intimidation brings an essence of fear & joy
Just like you made me feel when you asked me to pay you with my body
I am not an object
I am not your toy
I am scared of being a reject
I am scared of being void
Save me from myself before I drown in  oath to which I cannot promise

I am more than the next woman waiting in line
and he is a coward
Farah Apr 2018
Farah

Whatever I do, I do it deeply. Emotions are things that I know all too well about. I'm very intense, and sometimes I bring others into my intense world. Some can handle it, while others tend to cower. Some are still around, while others have retreated back into their plain meager worlds. I like deep conversations about various topics. I like people who use their brains for something other than preventing their skulls from collapsing onto itself. I love deeply. I hate deeply. These are good and bad traits I know. This is why I'm into art, poetry, and writing. It takes a deep person to appreciate these things. I love that I am deep. It shows compassion, it shows individuality, and it shows that I can be passionate. It might take a lot to get me to open up, but I've got good reasons. If you can be patient with me, I'll introduce you to my intensity. I am so **** introverted. But, it's the quiet people you have to look out for. I don't live my life to please others. They don't live to please me, or do they give a **. This may make me a bit of an outcast, but it's the outcasts that followers look for to do the dangerous missions when things get heavy. I am who I am. I love to learn about others and I love to learn about myself. I'm learning new things everyday. Extreme intensity! Sounds good to me. Extreme sports are cool, but nothing beats learning about your own inner self and bringing others into it. I surprise myself sometimes. While searching for my inner self, I discover who, what, and how I am. We spend so much time trying to please others and learn about others, but we forget to look within ourselves

I don't know how much more intense I can get. I'm looking forward into discovering it though. Physical, mental, and emotional intensity. I think that sounds pretty sick, and we artists can see things from all sorts of perspectives. I'm done trying to be liked by others. I'm done trying to fit in where I don't belong. I am a puzzle piece that is dark, trying to fit into a puzzle picture that has a blue sky and beautiful field of flowers in it's scene. I think I fit into a picture that has a dark sky full of star
Farah Apr 2018
An angel disguised by a demonic personality
The protective armour worn is only
temporary
Writing my feelings has become impossible
Drawing my feelings has become a war
Between the two people that haunt my dark twisted brain
That u pricked prodded and tore

You were my best mistake
And I can’t even deny you
Farah Apr 2018
Obsessions with lies
Warmth and pride
Obsessions that lie
Pride that echoes warmth
The tip of my finger fights the lie I want to share
Tell me your obsessions
and I might just share my lies
Farah Mar 2018
Eyes cave in as my dreams explode
You held a gun of words to my head and made me choose between my life or the gun load
I’m down all the time perhaps it’s the people
Why am I so different, I wish I was equal

Eyes of fury shut once more for they change this time as I know what’s coming
My mind is a war and the gun has come running
Do I shoot or do I divert and go tumbling ?
Please stop telling me that I feel nothing
I feel everything and i know what’s coming
Farah Mar 2018
I tell you my soul is as black as the sky at night when all the stars have cleared up
Perhaps I just want to feel  something even if it’s emotionlessless luck
I am different from the rest
But follow me and you’ll find your haven
For I am stars at night when clouds have broken
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