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Matthew 6h
Child like innocence
and strange infatuations
Limbo

Limited days spent thinking of the
love of my life
soon to change
the next week.

Hiding furtive crushes from the ones you love.
Until they realize it
ten seconds later

Acting as if these trivial days
will matter years later.

But somehow, still wanting those days to never go away.
And never going to end it.
Matthew 1d
I know one day I will love and feel heartbreak.
But today,
I decide to live.
A day of true happiness.
One more day to enjoy my youth
with all its stereotypes and flaws.
Another day to look forward in anticipation of the future
instead of fear.
Because I started caring years ago,
I don't have to care now.
Today.
A poem that probably has flawed logic, but I'll fix that tomorrow.  If you have a complaint just leave a comment.
Matthew 1d
Just because I was forced to make myself appear normal to everyone else.
Doesn't mean I am normal.
Matthew 2d
You watch as the blood from my wrist trickles onto your carpet.
Paying no mind until it starts to stain
I whisper,
"I'm sorry; please help me"
You roll your eyes and usher me out
of your comforting, inviting home
into the cold, desolate outside.
Crimson tears form in my eyes
raising my voice,
"I need your help!"
Instead, you give me an ignorant smile
before you slam the door.
An incomprehensible scream for acknowledgement exits my body
Peering through the window,
I see you cover my bloodstain with a rug.
You would rather act as if it never existed
than try to stop the blood or simply clean the stain.
I'm now outside;
being left to rot in the earth
So instead I will stain your flower bed.
Here's the meaning I got from my poem.  From personal experience, people to like to act like there's a problem with your depression or suicidal tendencies until it bleeds into their lives.  Then, they act still barely acknowledge the problem and try to erase from their lives.  They don't try to help us when we need it more than ever.  It's about what we really need.  We need someone to acknowledge that we have a problem and make strides to help that problem instead of acting as if nothing happened. The poem is saying that it's better for people to help those in pain than to be ignorant.  If you don't, then it just ends up causing the stain to get bigger and more public.
Matthew 2d
A Dream of a sun
beating down on our bodies
skin sweating
as we laugh
fatuous days
going by
as we smile
Perfect tranquility

But I woke up...
Things never last forever.  I love poems with bittersweet endings because they reflect reality more than anything else.
Matthew 2d
Little words
So small and sweet
and giving to all
they are something to all

that's why i think they can be better than big words
...
Trying to write in a different diction
Matthew 3d
A loving, Caring, little boy.
Tossed around as if just a toy,
with bruises hidden from their sight.
The nervous manner caused by fright.
who did not even know his plight.
A laugh of pain through endless nights.
this hatred building up to spite.
attempts to cause a final fight
though, knives don't usually bring us joy
This time he told a clever ploy.
My first try at iambic tetrameter
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