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rchrpoet Oct 2018
I'm  dealing my angels among with my demons
once again I'm facing myself in the mirror

Darling save me from this torture tonight
i can't fight this no more come and make me alright

Dark souls are watching me from above
they ask me what is pure love

Butterflies in the stomach, paradise in the eyes
anxiety and passion are fighting with lies

Misunderstanding words tragedy and loss
who knew that i may be false
rchrpoet Nov 2018
What an idiot to believe the love i give i would take it back double.
People don't love anymore - or even worse don't know how to love,
how to be real,
how to be here...
What a sad world is this anyway?
I'm sick and tired of this world.
All i can see is fakeness, people with masks on cause they're scared to express their feelings.
FIGHT FOR WHAT YOU LOVE..
Teach others to love and be their real self.
All i see is empty people like boxes walking around and don't even talk to each other.
Is this what you wanted?
Is this who you wanted to be?  A walking box?
I know it's hard to face reality, but you have to survive through it.
rchrpoet Oct 2018
Happiness in my life
rare things coming by

Clouds above the sky
come to me don’t be shy

Singing birds up on the trees
fairies making you believe in dreams

Imaginary friend fix my soul
give me true love before i fall

Dark nights into the forest
believe in me i am a fallen

An angel for some, a devil for others
paradise and hell fighting for true lovers

A tornado of true feelings
roses bloom inside me while I’m breathing
rchrpoet Aug 2019
Beyond the forest may you see the light inside your eye,
The dead crawls begging for a corpse
whispering, dancing in the dark night
dead fireflies quitting life
this is the end the new beginning of dying
Believe an overthinker
believe a lie,
die among with the moon and be alive
Wolfs wanting a redemption
what an irony for the owls to be the exception.
rchrpoet Sep 2019
Eyes blink faster than dice
showing the real words in time
chooses to hear nor to fear
escaping from hell my dear
stones, sand, trees and birds
owls knows how to keep the rest
secrets , urges trying to collapse
may you see the light in my arms
demanding again for what's it worth
03:00 am telling an untold oath
writing, living, and feeling
hiding in a poem where im healing
rchrpoet Nov 2018
Empty streets, empty houses
Loneliness can **** you sometimes
But only if you let it on the inside

The universe is not trying to break you
but it's trying to wake you.

Wake up before it's too late, so that you'll see
what is worth fighting for my dear.
Let it heal you even if it takes time.

— The End —