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Thirty Nine Dec 4
"Im going to **** myself"
You mumbled under your breath
And everyone laughed
Because you were so ******* funny
It wasn't a joke though was it?
Thirty Nine Dec 3
Too much noise
It's all too much
I swear even the air is too loud
Why can't they just shut up?

The skin on my body
Doesn't feel like mine
I need to get it off to feel alright

And the lights
**** the lights
As they blind my sight

Why can't I just leave?
social gatherings (especially parties because *******) **** :p
Thirty Nine Dec 3
And as I wait for your spirited reply
I read and reread your messages
Because you're the only one who remains
In hopes to remember your voice
But all I see are your words written in a Arial font
Separated yet connected by this stupid screen
Its the only way we communicate
Yet it keeps us so apart
Thirty Nine Dec 3
Dear Loneliness,
I don't write letter very often
But since you cling to me like a shadow, I’ll give in.
You're always there,
You scatter those I love like leaves in a storm.
You never leave me
And those who tried to stay
Are gone
Yet you remain
Watching me sob at the night
I feel so lonely but am I really alone?
Dear Loneliness, though I curse at your name, you're the one who stayed
                                                                        Sincerely
                                                                                               Thirty Nine
idk- I mean while I  have a friend we're distanced by a screen (poem idea). My family isnt as close as they used to be and I find confidence in those I cant see. \_(00)_/ oh well
Thirty Nine Nov 29
That he’s gone
He’s gone
Yet the world keeps spinning
Without a care in the world
Why?
Thirty Nine Nov 28
I have the heart of an artist
A poetic heart some might say
And able to feel it all
But with a mind like this
And with thoughts like these
What I really need
Is a heart of a fighter
Decorated with razors
That scream “Don’t touch me”
Thirty Nine Nov 28
So much can happen in 14 minutes
He can grab the rope from his closet
And search up how to tie a noose
Then he’ll go to the kitchen
And drag his mothers chair
To his room
And all he’ll write
Is “I’m sorry”
He’ll be gone before you know it
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