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 Sep 2019
Nigdaw
I have worn this shroud
For long enough;
The darkness of death
Has clipped my wings,
Weighing down pasty white flesh
Cold, prodding like fingers
Kneading, massaging skin
Into shivering numbness.


I would hibernate
Sleep until the warmth of spring
Brings life and colour again;
But I am not allowed escape
I must suffer a polar landscape
Inside nature’s fridge;
Live through this cleansing freeze
Dull and lifeless like the trees.
 Sep 2019
touka
heavy curtains of smoke
dream and cling to halls,
sickened and thick
are my ears to these walls
"hurry child, bless them,"
voices marred and screamed
painful in their volume,
"miles and miles heaved;
your hands to be condemned,
your feet to tire and bleed,"
vicious in their pith,
"for you own not your breath,
nor a fraction of your mind."
old.
 Sep 2019
Chris
Have me get drawn and quartered
Tear my attention span shorter.
Go and tear me limb from limb
My weeping smile from cheek to cheek.

Mutilate my childish mind
Creativity left behind.
Beat me into submission
Misery; your only mission.

**** me and tell me I'm wrong
Hide and whine your pathetic song.
Father's your supposed name
He who ignores his growing shame.

Forgive him is what they say
Unaware of what's given way.
Tear me open for all to see
Dismember my will to be.
This is about my garbage family and ******* stepdad. Enjoy.
 Sep 2019
Traveler
Hey!
It's a waste of time
Praying to die
Slowly we all
Get eaten alive
But maybe
Give life a try
T
 Sep 2019
Traveler
"Blessed"
Can't help but
Trip on that word.
"Cursed"
Of course
Is quite absurd!
What we are
What we wish
Of all we'll ever be
Rearranges to fit
Rapping around our need's
We love the world
In a state of greed
"So"
Please be happy
Never die
For it'is there that
My love is tied
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TT
 Sep 2019
Eloisa
I have always thought of you as a battle I needed to win.
But, are you a war worth fighting?
 Aug 2019
Traveler
(Not a poem, a wake up call)

It's actually a very simple thing
Every human on earth deserves
To live with dignity
  Food, shelter and love...
I'm doing all I can to make up
For the deficiency.
An innocent eye opens at birth
How will they view the world
With a hungry heart
Or a hungry belly
Sheltered form the storm
Or lost in the tempest
World views can change
It we get our hearts in the game!
Make the world a better place
Please!
...........................................
Traveler Tim
 Aug 2019
Traveler
Pain grounds me to reality
I can feel it while watching TV
Pokes and prods
Will you please
Figure out
  What's ill'in me...
Take some blood
Hypnotize
Figure out what will not die
Blame it all on yesterday's
Disruption is the final stage
...........................................
Traveler Tim
If "Yesterday" accepted the blame
Wouldn't yesterday own it?
It would become Yesterday's blame!

That's why it's good to keep it simple.
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