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 May 2015
Just Melz
I dont care about signing the divorce,
I've already told you that.
All I want is my kids,
more than just a few measly weekends,
I want them to not call her mommy,
I want my kids to learn from me,
I want my kids to know that I love them,
I want my kids to not be used as pawns
in your battle to hurt me.
I want my kids to not get hurt by this war
that you are starting with your arrogance
and inflated ego,
I want my kids to not be emotionally abused by you.
**I WANT MY KIDS TO HAVE THEIR MOTHER
My ex (the father of my kids) told me that if I sign over custody of my kids to him and give him a divorce that he would give me two weekends a month.
THIS was my response.
PLEASE HELP ME GETS MY BABIES BACK.
www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5
I'm
Not
Afraid
Of
The
Dark...

I'm
Afraid
Of
What
Might
Be
Hiding
In
The
Dark
 May 2015
South-by-Southwest
Sitting for hours in the dark
even all night long

Two days didn't eat
I'll have that black coffee now

Days turned to weeks
Forty pounds gone , still no sleep

My mind's stuck , like an LP skip
Saying over and over . . . over and over

Inside the black is dimimg fast
Shivering my skin is as cold as ice

More coffee , my how fine instant tastes
Spins the wheels on mental race

The sun sets once more upon the stage
I bow acknowledging the audience

Thunderous applause inside my head
 May 2015
Poetic T
I once had a dream where the darkness
Taunted me, where it encircled me,
Like a prisoner. I was in a cage never
To be released kept as darkness's prey.

Its power over me saturated my Immaterial
Soul, cracked wept with it putrid stench,
Enclosing me in this place of ill fate. it knew
Of the fears of what delved in this place.

I was the meat it was the vulture picking at
A carcass still living, Peeling the light and
Digesting my terror feeding its obscurity,
It hunger in this darkened nest.

It had an instinct to hold me, to keep eyes
Unseen, to grasp the darkness to keep all
Black,I was entombed in this chaos.
Was I lost never to find the path back.

My mind was lucid, falling beneath its
Crushing embrace, but when the moment
Lost, I woke up sweating cold terror, I
Was in darkness still till eyes focused light.

All but a dream, all but a moment of twisted
Moments of things not consciously seen, I was
Fine, back in the living, till my next sleep, what
Waited in the slumber darkness or light.
I have had a repeating dream of darkness surrounding me and suffocating me each time I wake I1m shaking and sweating like I`m in an oven. freaks me out every time...
 May 2015
Lynn Legend
I woke up this morning
With a smile on my face

I woke up this morning
So my smile can't be erased

Somebody didn't wake up this morning
I can hear there family weeping

Somebody didn't wanna wake up this morning
smiling to get through their  bleeding

I remember not wanting to wake up
In the morning
Hoping the pills would  
Take me away
Caught up in the Rapture
Now  I'm free I wanna stay

I wanted to wake up this morning
I got a 2nd chance
To live in my freedom
Smiling while I dance
-Lynn Legend

Lynn Browning ©
I woke up this morning
 May 2015
Jason Cole
no guilt lives here
no binding fear
no last chance proof
no remedies moot

the hollowed heart
pounds still
the measured mark
unfilled

driven thoughts
will stay their course
amid the freaks
of future's force

change of mind
is change of time
chain this shame - raise this blind
fork this road - freeze this cold
bide this crime - bend this fold

embattled breath
to and fro
know no rest - take this toll

buried love
long and low
climb this crest - breach this hole

here where no guilt lives
where the hollow heart pounds still
pumping pain like a train through my brain
'til i'm a free bird in the rain
'til i'm a T-Bird in a frame
'til i'm a face without a name

©Jason Cole
 May 2015
beth fwoah dream
very *****,
very *****,
very *****.

so jealous,
so jealous,
so jealous.

very excited,
under your spell,
dreams of the blue sea drifting…
wanting you.
 May 2015
Musfiq us shaleheen
~~
I am not writing any poetry
Not a huff,
Not even a romantic mood,
I talked to a distress

Unto thee of say my friend:

The suffering of pain is more than a pain
Words of distress
No longer I can't say either

The story of that night
That is longer than a long night
That night, my love had died before the dawn

How do I tell thee

The suffering of love is unforgettable
Than the love you never achieved  
Middle of the night to about chest pain

When I could not bear it no longer
Then at late night I call a friend to awake
No longer I can't say either

My friend
O' my friend!
My dearest friend!

How do I tell thee
My soul grew dry that is more than a wither petals
No longer I can't say either

When the sudden stopped of time
I stood, Saw the closed distant door
No longer I can't say either

To be alone in everybody
Within a moment a known seems to be unknown
No longer I can't say either

The last thing to understand who she is constant
The story of the lost bright Star
No longer I can't say either

The door is closed
Maybe someone has locked
Alone, The sleepless nights of choking

One's that hard
Many pale faces in the crowd of strangers
Love is lost within too many hopes

How do I tell thee
No longer I can't say either
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
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