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 Apr 8 Anailen
Kaiden
Goodbye.
What else should i say?
It's better for me to go,
Than to suffer and stay.

You probably wouldn't care anyway,
Just read this and throw it away,
I wrote it like it was a story,
And for that i am truly sorry.
pretty much how my suicide notes looked like, but as a poem
 Apr 6 Anailen
JA Perkins
I could describe
everything about you
having never met you -
recite your words
like a Silverstein poem,
sketch every
imperfection, and
feel every embrace.

So believe me
when I say you're
the one I've always
wanted and that
I loved you before
we met..
A beautiful thought
 Apr 5 Anailen
Abbie
I tried
 Apr 5 Anailen
Abbie
I said id stop,
I tried.
I said i wouldn’t,
I tried.
I didn’t want to,
I apologised,
I tried.
I tried my hardest,
Its still not enough,
I tried.
Im sorry.
 Apr 4 Anailen
S R Mats
I keep you here in this big box.
You are aged and brittle around the edges.

The white album is now yellow,
A Jim Morrison poster is tattered.

Love beads with a peace symbol tarnished,
My Jimi Hendrix in psychedelic paint faded.

You all carried my teenage angst,
Now in this box I carry you.
 Apr 4 Anailen
Abbie
Maybe
 Apr 4 Anailen
Abbie
Maybe…
Maybe its your smile
Maybe your laugh
Maybe your eyes
Or maybe its just you
Maybe its your hair
Maybe the way you care
Maybe the way you love
Or maybe its all
Maybe its simply you
Simply you who I’ve fallen inlove with
 Apr 4 Anailen
Kaiden
See through their souls
And the things they like,
Write like they want to read it.
The writing style that according to them
Shall be successful.
Make it more simple,
More complex,
Whatever they like,
Make it realistic,
Or dreamy,
Happy
Or sad.
Tell a story
They would tell themselves.
I go to this writing contest every year since 5th grade, i got the 2nd place 3 times and 1st place once. The only time i didn't get anything was in 6th grade, when i wrote how i liked it. Trust me, on those you won't get far, you have to write how they like it. But it's also very important to write how YOU like it, otherwise it becomes another task.
 Apr 4 Anailen
Malcolm
I don’t cry anymore
the salt ran dry.
I don’t look up
the sky stopped looking back.
I don’t believe
in believing.

Where are you now,
God of broken pages?
That book
full of thunder,
full of fire,
full of once.

Where are the miracles
when we need them
more than ever?
Silence
—louder than prayer.

You’ve
forsaken me
in my heart,
forsaken me
in my mind,
forsaken me
in my...

Why?
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin
April 2025
Forsaken me
 Apr 4 Anailen
Lyle
you say...
you're a bad person
you're a liar
you're gonna end up in jail
you're a thief
you're gonna be on drugs
you're ugly
you're just like your mom
you'll never succeed
well guess what
you're my inner voice
when people you care about say mean things about you, sometimes they will become your inner voice and the only voice you hear running through your mind.
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