Please just save me
it wouldn't take much
just say yes you will
Please just save me
so the bad times themselves can cry
and the smile on my face will shine
Please just save me
so the loneliness can die

I felt time stop,
as my heart began to swell
I felt a power surge from my core to my fists
a power that would not settle, like the sea in a storm
you ask how could the one I know
spark this feeling from the depths of my soul

I guess you will understand when you've loved someone

I am a ******* mailbox.
Why?
I dunno.
Because i said so.
Accept me for who i am.
My metal *** and face.
My four little legs
And a drawr that holds youryour buisness.
I am a ******* mailbox
Accept  me,
My rusted edges
My sad blue paint.
Unfortunate that  i do not  have a red flag.
****
Well
Thank my creater,
the mailman
I am a ******* mailbox.
And i am
**** proud
To be one

You say you want me to speak
But if i open my mouth and talk
Anger  will rise
The ground will shake.
I have been silenced  for 8 years
That  time cannot  be taken back.
Instead, i am left with the memories
That  allow  me to tell the sad stories
There  is more to me.
I look fine from the  outside
But inside
I am a shipwreck
Just waiting to be discovered.
I am a rush of frustration
I often loose my happy concentration
When i am put into a ****** situation
Dont let me speak
i wont stop
Wrether you think you love me
Or  you pretend to love me
There is always going to be a void.
A void  only one can make.
But left 8 years ago
I've  been told to hold on for so long
And
My grip is slipping.
Each day i find myself wanting to let go more and more.
I cannot move on with little to none support.
I am a human
Not a robot.
I have feelings
Which everyonr seems to forget.
family slave
Is who i am to them
nuisance
To others.
I want to matter
I want to open my mouth
And speak
And leak
These secrets kept within the flesh.
But these bruises are like  circuit  boards
no one sees them
You have to uncover  these sheets of hell to see my pain. The bruises
My soul feels dead with every bad omen and every negative word said to me.
Ive prayed
Nothing came
Ive bargained  my soul
Just  for things to change
Nothing has happened.
Because  i will not speak.
My mind is connected
But not my mouth.
This is not a poem
No
Its a rant
An angry rant from an ******* poet.
Who cannot
*speak

Damage done
Damage taken.
Spirit is done
Spirit is taken.
Love is done
Love is taken
anger
Is the lead they  hold on to
And that is why  they  fail.
Open the  mind
Not the mouth.
Learn a little.
Before your  dignity
Becomes done and taken

If we consider ourselves as legends
There  will be no such thing as one.
Legends are the great.
And maybe  you are a legend.
I am not.
Right?
Poetry is legendary.
And we are a part of it
But  we are not to be self  proclaimed.
Legends are for others  to decide about ourselves
Not us.

Life cannot prevail
Without  lessons from the wise.
So dont die tonight
Because the rain
Cannot constrain
A death
That came too soon.
Dont wish  upon a burdon to great.
Or it will
Take you.

Dont leave me
Keep speaking to me
*you're all i have

Thank  you.
From me

Because that is what you want to hear.
That is what you hope i say.
But i am strong

I know  you were wrong.
And that is what  I'll  say