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 Jan 2016 brxken
Pax
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*I cry alone
Because that’s how I stay strong,

I cry alone,
Because that’s how I protect myself

I cry alone,
Because that’s how I stay ahead
of the game the next day.

I suffer my own struggle alone
And you wouldn’t why

I’m hurting inside
And you wouldn’t know why

I isolate myself
And you wouldn’t know why

I’m lonely
And still you wouldn’t know why.


just needed to get this out of my system.

thank you for reading,
with that its all enough...
 Jan 2016 brxken
noel sauga
rose
 Jan 2016 brxken
noel sauga
you made me feel like a rose in a field full of sunflowers, it felt really incredible almost inevitable but it was more than just the physical, it was the chemical

you made me feel like a rose in a field full of sunflowers
 Jan 2016 brxken
Bianca Reyes
I became the crutch you leaned on
Supporting the weight of your pain
I put a cast on your heart
When it became too battered
I became your most sturdy stilt
To help you move on
Until you felt better
That's when you left me
Never did you ask if I sustained injuries
While I was nursing you back to health
 Jan 2016 brxken
Chloe Zafonte
I wonder if you think of me just how I think of you, you're on my mind all day and night wonding if I'm on yours too.
 Jan 2016 brxken
KD Rinzel
Free
Free of the rules
Free of the worry
Free to play and have fun.

We grow up
Slowly learning
about the world around us.

learning to talk
and learning to walk

We learn to have imagination
and to create with our minds

we learn how to have fun
and how to enjoy life

and so we live life
to the fullest,

thinking that this is all that life
will ever be.

That we were born,
So that we can have fun,
And play
With everybody

We didn’t care about race.

Because when we are young,
we are all innocent.

Living in a world of beauty
and excitement.

Looking at everything with new eyes
knowing we will always find something new
something that we have never seen before

Life; a bud in spring
that we are slowly watching open
so we can discover
the beauty inside.

Sights, smells,
a whole world
just waiting for us to discover them.

New things
old things,
anything
To overload our senses

The joyful trees in summer who dance with each other to the music of the wind,
The delicate butterfly in the garden who comes up to us, asking to play in the garden
The rattling truck outside our window racing towards a fire (that might be on the moon),
The lazy white clouds that form shapes in our mind, telling the story of a family of penguins,
The stories are endless…

So many new things,
that we have yet to learn about
or completely understand.

But we don’t mind
Because when everything is new,
we can’t hate anything.
We don’t know that word
Yet we don’t need to

Thinking to ourselves
that the world is huge
and that it is a wonder in itself.

That the world is a place
where everyone who we meet
could maybe be our friend
just for today

Where the only thing that limits us
is our imagination
and we can never get bored
because we can always think of something new.

Everyone wants their childhood back
Once it’s gone,

We all miss it
Because when we are children,

We are truly free.
 Jan 2016 brxken
Storm Raven
And as I decided that I wanted to be buried in a black coffin,
I realised I am far more suicidal than I thought.
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