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Apr 28 · 28
Girl
Ollie Apr 28
I like candles
I like flowers
I like poems
I like music
I like talking
I like beauty
Some may think I’m a girl,
But I’m not
I just know who I am.
Apr 22 · 32
Loved
Ollie Apr 22
Loved lost,
Tracks in heart for once his cost,
Never left his side for all is once was lost.

Broken by the unbreakable,
The road was gone,
And the grass had turned to frost,
he told me I was lost
Apr 1 · 28
Time flys
Ollie Apr 1
Secluded in icy breeze.
My breath was visible,
And body stiff.

It was hot outside.
So I threw my watch out the window.
And watched,
my time fly out my hands.
Apr 1 · 144
Life in hand
Ollie Apr 1
I squeezed my heart,

And realized that was the first time
I’ve ever felt like
I had my life in my hands.
Mar 3 · 30
How to live a day
Ollie Mar 3
Don’t hit the snooze.
Open your mind with your eyes,
Ask yourself,  “how do I live a day?”

Hear what you see,
Take a break and listen to your mind.

Get out of bed.

Look in the mirror,
See the success,
Smile on your way out!

Say,
“good morning?”
“how are you?”
“how is your day?”

Say, “I love you” to your family, friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, all who matters to you, before you can’t.

Invite people over,
Go out and do something,
Share something meaningful,
Shine bright.

Live life on the edge.
Any day can be worse, and any other can be the best.

When you finish your day,
Think back and ask, “was this a good day?”.
Feb 18 · 98
you'll never drown
Ollie Feb 18
When the tides are low,
I find myself walking further out.

I feel hopeless,
nothing seems to make sense.

My guide has lost his map,
I feel stranded, blinded by every direction.

I could sit still all day thinking about what to do next,
but as I saw the tide quickly rise,
I didn't move.

My head damp with sorrow, and body numbing with pain, I let out a sigh.

The water brushed against my face,
and your hand pulled me up.

Gazing into your crystal brown eyes, you told me,
"I will never let you drown".
When I am at my all time low I feel hopeless and unable to be me, but there is always one person who catches you before you drown.
Feb 13 · 28
What a Life should be.
Ollie Feb 13
When I wake up the birds will chirp.
The sun will rise,
As will I, when opportunity shines.

The sky will be old and the ground cold.
People will grow and plants will smile.

The world will stop.
So that the universe can spin.

What a Life that be.
What a Life I'll be.

When I wake up I'll still be in bed
And wonder what a Life should be.
Feb 12 · 39
Why?
Ollie Feb 12
You told me you loved me.
I sat soaking in your lies.

You told me everything will be ok.
I suffer everyday, hoping your gift will arrive.

You gave me hope.
You told me to go to bed.
I never did...

Why?

Why am I me?
You aged my youth and wasted my life!
I don’t ever want to be you!

But, unfortunately you are me.

Why?
Feb 4 · 103
That’s it
Ollie Feb 4
It ain’t
          that bad.
                    I slept
too long.
     No,
        it really is that bad.
                                          Never had a dream.
It hurts, so bad.
         I wish I could sleep again,
                       But that take too long.
Dec 2019 · 600
You know
Ollie Dec 2019
As a kid I hated reading.
I hated writing.

I never understood the words being said.
I could never keep up.

Then I wrote poetry

And noticed the words understood me,
and it all made sense.
Dec 2019 · 140
Lies
Ollie Dec 2019
I filed a case of lies,
And searched for the truths.

I found nothing but an empty cabinet that I used to file.
Dec 2019 · 65
Love dream
Ollie Dec 2019
Last night I had a dream,

A dream about the perfect place.
A place offered by the ones who’ve loved.
I adored their magic land,

The land grew flowers for each step you meant.
It established your emotions in cement,
So that the world could paint the gifts you never sent.

An odd place indeed, it was a place for love to dream.
Dec 2019 · 36
A beautiful walk
Ollie Dec 2019
It was bright when I first walked out.

I took a couple of strides to see how far I’d get,

And realized my destination was too far - so I took a seat on a bench

And never took another step ever again.
Dec 2019 · 41
Pain.
Ollie Dec 2019
I was Driving down the city road,
Not knowing how far I’d go,
Hoping the road will show me where to go,
And saw a boy sitting on an empty road.

A late night for adventure sight.
What might he be seeking this night?
Didn’t he see on the news about the boy who died that frail night on an empty road such as tonight?

I yelled from my car, “stop moving when you see my driving lights!”.
And so he stood looking all fright.

I begged and pleaded his mind won’t drift to a sorry sight.
I put my car in fifth gear remembering the night I too crossed an empty road with the face of the boy I saw tonight.

That night I crossed the road I remembered the pain and sorrow just as the other boy who crossed that road this very night.

I lifted my head thinking for those three boys who crossed this road.
I couldn’t believe the stain I must of caused to their family mind.

And so I hoped I didn’t drive on that **** city road, turning around to see the two little boys laying flat on that empty road.
October 20th 2019
Dec 2019 · 39
Sliced.
Ollie Dec 2019
One day I wondered for the ones who wanted pain.
Never understood till the day I stood on a stool, looking in a mirror with no vain.
What was up with these crazy clowns crying and moping around.

Little freaks dressed in black, staring at the sun for a little frown like em all.
Oh how hated these people, trying to dive deeper then they can fall.

I Ignore these little creeps with bad thoughts that spread and crept through town.

Then suddenly,
I froze.
The earth turned flat - taking a sudden bend.  My demons grinned just like the little kids I saw at school everyday and again.

I took my razor in hope that the slices would all make sense,
once healed it showed the stains I Ignored.
November 2nd 2019
Aug 2019 · 43
What a Life should be.
Ollie Aug 2019
When I wake up the birds will chirp.
The sun will rise,
As will I, when opportunity shines.

The sky will be old and the ground cold.
People will grow and plants will smile.

The world will stop.
So that the universe can spin.

What a Life that be.
What a Life I'll be.

When I wake up I'll still be in bed
And wonder what a Life should be.
Feb 2019 · 216
I wish I loved you.
Ollie Feb 2019
Walking through a mist of hatred,
With no fog lights,
I was idle to see
What love is to be.
Love, finding myself.
Nov 2018 · 651
It was you
Ollie Nov 2018
Picture a screen
All black
All dark
All something
But not nothing.

Life and creativity is what you are
But we hide that.
You hide that.
Who are we truly if nothing is so binding to see.

The black screen.
The darkness.
The evil.

We censor our true being.
Controlled by a society where happiness is the only persuit.

Look,
Look closer at the spark in the Forest
It's you.
As we get closer, the light begins to fade.
As people watch the light turns to nothing and blackness begins to crusade.

Embarrassed by what others might think,
We close our mouths and say -nothing-
Judged is ours to believe.

What do we do?
How do we stop the pain of others?
The perception of being nothing Isn't as bad as you thought.

But listen to me,
You are you,
And I am I,
We are us and
Everything is nothing

As cracks of light appear
-We should no longer see,
eyes opened to darkness fading into light.

Believing in -
darkness and nothing

  No faith.
  No life.
  No being.
  Eyes open.

I looked up,
I saw the meaning,
The meaning of me
The truth,
The inspiration,
The creativity,

I looked down
and back up
To see the darkness.
The black screen.
It was you!
Trying to acknowledge the pressure people feel when trying to express their creativity; realizing that the things stopping us isn't from the societal pressures but from one self.
Jun 2018 · 149
So I Walked
Ollie Jun 2018
By Adonis fin

I was there,
I was at that edge.
The edge of my ship.
My ship was strong and powerful.

Then one day it cracked.
The water came in pushing me down.
I was sad.

I was really sad.
Thoughts remorsed of the times in which I survived my first attack.

After that I kept walking.
I walked and saw what I didn't want to see.
I saw the dark over the light,
And the white was going out of sight.

I wanted red wrists.
I wanted the trail to be deeper.
As I look down I see the red turning blue.

Searching for importance as I looked up at the sea.
I saw the light fading away,
I told my self, "go...run for it".

I knew what I had to do.  
As my arms drooped,  
My head was down,
I took one last breath of air.
Grabbed my flashlight, Told my self everything will be ok

And walked.
Aug 2017 · 209
According to the sin of me.
Ollie Aug 2017
When your on your highs you only look down.
When you are at your lows you only look up.
When ur heart stops beating, you are alive.
When your heart starts beating you are dead.
At the all time low everything is at an all time known.
Begging for the truth to be untold.
Crossing paths with a memory to be unknown.
The nightmare is soley told.  
To the point of darkness that never reaches warmth.  
Unfortunately my life is cold.
The numbness is so real.
It breaks my heart to learn the ropes.
Stop the pain from being too real.
Jul 2017 · 133
Sorry it's nothing yet.
Ollie Jul 2017
Contemporary minds as such, control all that can be done with others.
Descions of animals are never left to itself.
I'm controlled, once you are bought you must obey by the standards.
I'm sorry.
I can't show you what I want without myself being unhappy.
You are unhappy and that's my fault.
I'm stuck.
I can't help...
It's always a lose for me.
I'm stuck.
I'm sorry.
Hope fully one day, sorry - will be enough
Jun 2017 · 155
Pool
Ollie Jun 2017
Palm trees sway, your mind relaxes.
Humid sticky air is flustered around your hot skin.
Every devient unexplained mind enjoys the water.
Happiness and enrichment reaps through the air.
Your time of thinking is higher than you can ever imagine.
You aren't in the place you want to be in.
You are an enclosure.
Manipulation.
It's too late now you have been deceived.
Now get out!
Ollie Jun 2017
We are the little things
We start our life with confusion
Wondering how we came to be her,
What started us?
Did we come out of knowhere.
Well you see now it's not so far to take a view of to what we thought.
Life is different
Our lives or the events leading to the big bang we are all that explosion.
We will never know it's purpose, all we know is that we are apart of it's a cycle
As if the stair cases that you go up suddenly lead to the place you started; the bottom.
You have to think of it as if two things collided created the universe but we are actually apart of those two things.
Skepticism is all that is poured on when you figure the mystery out.
Your life is a constant and wasn't created, never created for a long time just at one instance that is in a forever paradox, unfortunately we are stuck in the black holes of nothing , nothingness is movement of a creation.
We pass through a loop that takes us back to the same place trying to create something, we are the little reactions going on when the parts of the objects collide together to explode and create that reality; paradox.
Keep calm
You will now know
What it's like
To not be anything
People are right sometimes
Life and everything doesn't matter if it is nothing to begin with.
Leave you mindless.
But hey, you learned something; nothing.
Be careful what you find out there because it just might not be something.
May 2017 · 126
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Ollie May 2017
The moment your deception is false
you have fallen to a great loss
Power, commitment, love is no longer in your hands
Your body is no longer 'yours'
You are not you and
I am not I
together we are nothing
but
nothing is something
so what is it
is it evil
is it happiness
no!
Never to ever think
as the darkness falls between your eyes
you are finally able to see how much
'nothing', you are.
Its stuck in its world
the real you is with it
The first draw of blood, is your ticket.
Once every last drop is out
you made your suffering a reality
Welcome to limbo
Apr 2017 · 126
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Ollie Apr 2017
As the metal slices through the hide, the pressure is released.
All alienable material stuck within is released to trickle down the body.
Ending all unsane inhumane materials from the dome that devours the control center.
The two people in the room attacking you is soon realized to be one, you.
Allegations are protested as if the riots in LA were at your door step.
The falling darkness crusades through the land of what used to be,
Happiness
Shouting at the person to think clearly while performing your ritual.
You lost..
As soon as I am released, it's done.
Breathing your air is delightful.
Ruining your status shivers me.
Just enough of me and I can **** you.
You will finally be able to see the pain that has been unseen for so long.
I will give you the attention you oh so badly didn't want.
Being left alone I will make a friend that will stay with you forever.
Figure me out I won't tell.
Blood and scars are all I tell.
Jun 2016 · 241
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Ollie Jun 2016
Why am I sad.
I think I might be a little mad.
But for no reason, it's so sad
I can't stop thinking about those days when I will be bad
Why do I count these days till then end of me
Would there be a problem with missing me.
Will no one even think bout me,
I just want to end it all right now,
All that **** that is stuck in my head rite now!
What the **** is this inside of me!
Is it real me trying to escape from me
Or is just you trying to **** me
When will it end,
I don’t think I’ll ever know.
But I think this is coming to an end
I just don't want to stick around to the end
So I will say goodbye to myself before this ends

— The End —