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Mar 2015 · 683
Melancholy
Gray clouds, darkness reigns
The peeling paint, everything was the same
Struggling curtains, half broken panes
Red paint residue after last night's remains

The patriot's infidelity, that's all I saw
A perfect relationship I thought, embedded In laughter and joy
Yellow tapes, pens graced books
Flooding me with questions
Oblivious of my outlook

Our look wasn't a test, so why did he cheat?
A sorry my love, but your corpse will go underneath
You did to us, and you know It wasn't fair
Now you've condemned me to a life sentence square

Loved watching detective movies as a child
But I never knew I would be the star of this one In my life.
This wasn't how to end suppose to be
I never chose this life, hence It chose me.

C.Hinds
Mar 2015 · 629
Daddy
His skin is wrinkled
His body has shrinked
I think he has Alzheimer
For he doesn't remember where he lives.

He acts so queer
And I wonder why
All I can do Is sit and sigh
Hoping that daddy won't die

He was okay
Until he went away
The second family
caused him to be this way.

I love my daddy
He's my heaven on earth
But sad to say
One day he'll be under the dirt.
Mar 2015 · 468
I write
I write to express what I feel Inside
I write because my feelings are pushed aside.
I write because sometimes I'm all alone
I write because It's my escape zone.
You see poetry was always apart of me,
The in k in my pen will show the world what I see.
I write because I see success
I write because I know I can do my best.
I write because I see a better way,
I write because, In this grotesque position, I don't want to stay.
Mar 2015 · 399
Void
Left In this ship all alone
My hands are wet, my feet are cold.
Trying to remember your last hold,
A queen wasn't meant to sit on a throne.

What you left was fabrics of your scent
That wasn't enough, you were my camp fire's tent.
Trying too see beyond your bitterness and cold,
A queen wasn't meant to sit on a throne.

The ship Is a journey, which shouldn't be travelled alone
Two parties solidified to become one soul,
The ship Is monotonous when all alone
A queen wasn't meant to sit on a throne.

In the midst of love, arrives a black and white dove
A voyage untold, you left me unloved
Who's gonna wear your mighty crown
A queen needs a king to sit on her throne.

— The End —