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Greyscale
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014
Greyscale
From day to night
To day to night
I see the world in black and white.
there's good
or bad.
There's fight
or flight.
It's almost funny,
how my sight's not quite right.
Though, lonesome, it is,
I laugh in spite.
For years, I thought,
a rainbow could bite.
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Grey Sheep The Sheppard Keep
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2016
Grey Sheep The Sheppard Keep
:What is can be done with you?
:You are left in the middle with no form of view
:You're a grey sheep to a sheppard
:You're a donation without a cause
:Your unsure of what you are yourself
:Your only perfection is full of flaws.
:What can be done with you?
:You never know what to say or what to do
:You lose all that you gain
:You give in pounds like a ****** and live broke as a toy
:You have no sense of happiness
:You have no sense of true joy.
:What can be done with you?
:You tell a love you hate them and to hatred you say the untrue.
:You seem to be a basket case,
:oh what can be done with you?
:You stay alive for yourself but live for others pleading
:You tear when they walk away
:You tear when you esteem is bleeding
:You want to get what you give away but you give it so it's gone.
:What can be done with you grey sheep?
:You're always so right and yet so wrong.
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#Hashtag
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
#Hashtag
I gotz no life.
I gotz no cash.
All I got is these pimpin' hashtags
#money
#grill
#dddddaaaamncheckoutdatfineassgirl
#poem #society #hashtag
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Heaven On Earth (not by me)
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2013
Heaven On Earth (not by me)
Dance like no one is watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like no one is listening,
and live like it's heaven on earth.


                                        ~William Purkey
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Hectic World
Daylight 4U2C Nov 2014
Hectic World
Carefully I lay me down,
in a world so hectic,
and yet it matters.
It matters we were all placed gently.
In a world so hectic.
Born to breathe,
an air of fresh chemicals,
in a world so hectic.
I can't say why,
since I'm no god,
but in this world it matters.
In this world so hectic,
it matters
that we have lips and eyes.
It matters
that there is little hair on our heads that give life to buggies if we don't keep it clean.
It matters
that we have money in our pockets,
and shoes on our feet.
It matters,
and that isn't always the softest inside.
There may be holes in those pockets;
holes in those shoes,
but it matters.
Those holes are representing something new.
Something fresh.
Something before and not so bad, because
before humans touched this world did earth seem so sad?
Was earth dripping color?
Were raindrops filled with gas?
What about those cans you see,
scattered in the bay?
Do you think the world would still be sad,
if all it went away?
Not to say, we are to blame.
In fact, that's not my point.
I'm saying we are carefully placed in this loving,
small,
and hopeful place,
yet this hectic,
crazy,
brain-numbing place,
so carefully,
we can't misplace that this
this matters,
in some kind of way.
It must matter we were placed
in the world, though we wrecked it.
It matters we were placed
in a world so hectic
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He's all I need to know
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2014
He's all I need to know
Pale as snow,
and eyes so blue,
and not quite yet mine.
Not a lover,
but a dancer.
With his own kind of mind.

Complicated personality,
but yet such simple taste.
Drawing me in,
so I'm chasing my heart,
and leaving no mark of space.

Swift witted,
slow texter.
Only chatty eye-to-eye.
Fights on whether I understand him.
He's that 'something' kind of guy.
n.n comments? Likes?
#love #poem #heart #romance
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High
Daylight 4U2C Jun 2023
High
In the misty haze, my mind takes flight,
Lost in the clouds, embracing the height,
****'s gentle touch, it sets me free,
In this altered state, I find my glee.

Thoughts wander, meandering and slow,
Colors blend, a psychedelic show,
Time stretches out, no need to rush,
In this cosmic realm, reality I hush.

The ***** whispers secrets profound,
Unveiling truths, the universe unbound,
I float on waves of blissful delight,
Lost in the depths of this magical night.

Perceptions shift, boundaries dissolve,
In this altered state, problems absolve,
A gentle euphoria, a calming embrace,
Finding solace in this tranquil space.

Ideas bloom like flowers in my mind,
Unleashing creativity, unconfined,
Every word, every thought, a sweet surprise,
As I explore the depths of my own highs.

But as the smoke starts to fade away,
I return to Earth, back to the day,
Carrying with me the essence and peace,
The lingering echoes of this sweet release.

So let the **** guide me on this ride,
Where consciousness and dreams coincide,
In this realm of green, where I find my peace,
A poet's journey, where my thoughts  release.
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How could the dead tree ever be a flower?
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014
How could the dead tree ever be a flower?
Can she walk on water?
Can we call her fay?
Has she been to Neverland?
Does she go there everyday?
So much to ponder,
of that beautiful bell.
And I will lay in my death bed,
and ponder shall echo from my own little well.
Tell her I am with her,
when she feels alone.
Give her hugs to warm her,
when she's cold straight to the bone.
**** myself to save her,
then watch her from above.
When she think no one cares,
I would vow to her my love.
There she goes now,
I cannot follow,
she runs off to a mystical land.
A world where the sun shines brighter,
than the darkness ever can.
I am the dark,
and she the light.
So fragile to my comfort night.
I be a man who weep for thee,
she is her for someone else, not for me.
I lived before I ever knew she,
and I will live forevermore,
though I shall always,
always wish for a shine of her to pour.
Sweet miracle to grow a flower,
out of this dead tree.
Tell me love,
if I had asked,
do you think you'd ever love me?
Fay means fairy, but it also means smart and beautiful.
  Any opinions? Suggestions? Thoughts?
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How To Be Original
Daylight 4U2C Dec 2015
How To Be Original
Original-
the new you.
The true you.
The one who cannot be defined.
The one who is defined by being undefinable.
The one who said "I can" when others said "You can't"
Yet they never know the story.
They say words but they don't know that people just like them pushed you down.
They told you- you couldn't
And when you stood- they said you could.
They said- you shouldn't.
But as you yelled back- they said you should.
They weren't there because they didn't care.
And now your strong and they want to pull you along.
Keep your enemies close.
And together you'll toast.
They might even boast at how it's wrong to say you did it alone,
but I know.
I know you keep your enemies close,
but yourself closer.
Because you just never know,
after being alone,
and pulled along.
Being right and wrong,
back and forth,
back and forth,
while they tell you quotes their brothers told,
as if each quote was words from Gods.
But you have to trust you,
because whatever they do,
it's not always true.
It's sometimes a lie.
You have to pull back,
and YOU have to decide.
I know they'll never read this, and I'm just another person too so I get it if they just don't care, but I just want to shake it into people sometimes. This is all just...stuff. Naive is one thing, but trusting can be so hard to balance for people who can't see clearly. Anyone too nice is naive, but if you trust people. ALL these people who say just words that sound nice? I don't know what more I can do than shake you and write poems.
#trust #lies #original #faith #people #true #you #quotes #disguise
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How to never lose your sunshine
Daylight 4U2C Oct 2014
How to never lose your sunshine
You don't realize it was there until it's gone.*

That's why sweethearts' lose their sunshine til' there's none.
Change is inevitable, when knowledge is abstain.
So tell Polly she's a pretty bird before she sleeps in pain.
Sight from a far view tend to be better.
If the sun gets too close, the thoughts just might get her.
We are manipulated daily,
by the thoughts inside our mind.
They tell us things that aren't true,
leaving the better us behind.
We search for who we should be,
could be,
want to be
pretty.
Want to be
loved.
We want to be
sweet.
Though in past lives they
beat.

But once they get in they cannot get out..unless they understand what their sunshine's about. So tell them it's there and tell them to stay. They must stay themselves, or their sunshine turns gray.
#poem #lies #sad #teen #happy #thoughts #change #sunshine #realization #manipulation
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Hushabye Mountain (not by me)
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2013
Hushabye Mountain (not by me)
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er lullaby bay.
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting--
Waiting to sail your worries away.
It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the key.
The winds of night so softly are sighing--
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.
So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave good-bye to cares of the day.
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from lullaby bay.
The song is from chitty chitty bang bang. I really loved this lullaby and you can find it one youtube.
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I am
Daylight 4U2C Mar 2023
I am
Something different burrows in my skin,
tells me I am kin, but I am not- but I am.
Something different swirls atop my head and feels so close as I am led, but so far- but I am.
Something different tugs and tells from different mouths who to be and what to do but I do what I do and- I am.
Something different shoots fire across the sky and gas across the streets as they fight or they flee and I see that- I am.
Something different is the 'gangs' against gangs with silver tongues and lined gold pockets, shedding dignity and love to live and- I am.
Something different is learning what I don't know and understanding what I didn't experience because I may not look it, I may not always feel it- but I know it.
I am.

I am milk in a coffee, but the milk isn't me.
My experience isn't pure coffee bean or soy vegan extra foam.
I am a latté.
Stirred with flavor and flow so I know as I grow I am what I am and-
I am me.

Something different is in my bones and brains and story.
Not black, not white. Not day or night.
I am the between.
I am the grey.
I am something different-
and that's okay.
#race #culture #mixed #identity #selfdiscovery
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I Chose This Path
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
I Chose This Path
I chose this path
No, no one else did just me
No one else did
So why do I want to blame it on them
I told myself I wouldn't cry
I told myself I shouldn't lie
I told myself these but, I do this anyway
I like to break the boundaries
Skipping stones across a forbidden lake
But I wouldn't listen to myself when I said stop
I grasped my memories; nothing else then I stormed out that door
I want you to believe it was your fault
I wanted you to hate yourself for it
To come to me before I left this door or....
at least to regret it all
But, I couldn't even be honest with myself until it was over.
I wanted so bad
To have some way of knowing you weren't just going to forget
forget about me
But I lied to myself we were never a "we"
It took me forever to realize
You didn't even care
much less remember me
So I take my memories, my blames, tears,and lies and will disappear before your very eyes.
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Idk
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2016
Idk
Brush past,
   cold, fast,
      like wind,
         nostalgic feel,
            "I crashed,"
                home trashed,
                  don't ask,
                     it's unreal.
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I exist.
Daylight 4U2C Feb 2014
I exist.
I am funny,
when you get to know me.
I am crying for you,
when your sun don't shine.
I am happy,
if your happy.
I am always going to try,
to be the person you want to find.
I am thinking about life,
in a way that's so abstract.
I am sleeping right when I get home,
I can promise you that fact.
I am wishing I weren't invisible,
and solitude wasn't my fear.
I am crying on my inside,
for someone to see me here.
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If I Die Young
Daylight 4U2C Feb 2016
If I Die Young
Play my Spotify playlist at my funeral. Don't cover me up with flowers and things prettier than death. Let me soak in the sun no matter my souls depth. Tell every boy I've loved, I loved them. Give all my possessions to the poor. Feed my leftovers to the hungry...I won't need them anymore. Love my friends like family and treat my family like best friends. They won't push you away, but they won't let kind folk in. Resound my voice on the day I die, saying  ,"It will be okay." Even if I'm not there, I know you'll find a way.
  This isn't a letter for suicide. Don't worry, I'm not saying goodbye. I'm just saying what I'd like you to understand about me before I the day I die.
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If It Last
Daylight 4U2C Jun 2013
If It Last
On a day of bright and blue, stood a girl not more than two.
The girl was poor, and you could tell that she was living a life so unwell.
Those who saw her just would stare.
Though, I believe they were all scared.
Her hair, so tangled, it'd eat a monkey whole,
yet she was really kind at soul
She wanted toys and friends to share, she always wished to have nice hair.
If only they knew her mournful pain.
They all just assumed she was insane.
She blocked my light and so I knew, if anything she was quite the view.
When our eyes met she quickly blushed,
her face like cherries, completely flushed.
She begged for money and we chatted everyday,
though I never noticed as she wasted away.
It didn't happen right on stage, it happened later in mid-age.
Though if she lives on then we would be
a very happy family.
Her laugh would resound my very soul.
Her tears, her smile, really took a toll.
When I follow her she'd be so proud,
though I choose to wait until I'm allowed
to hold her,
hug her,
take her in.
Warm her,
and touch her tender skin.
All it takes is patience and proof she should live on,
after all, from the time we met I could tell she was so strong.
No longer would she be the stray outcast,
her ***** hands and hair in the past,
I would change everything,
but only *if it last
I think poverty has been a subject of interest to me since I watched a cartoon (anime) version of Les Miserable. Please leave comments, thanks
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If I were..
Daylight 4U2C Mar 2014
If I were..
If I were a caterpillar,
curious and small,
I'd wonder the world,
and never judge what I saw.

If I were a butterfly,
fragile and lone,
I'd fly off to places,
I've never known.

If I were a bird,
so high and free,
I'd quickly fly,
yelling, "wheeee!"

But,
of all the things I could be,
I think,
I'd want to be a tree.
A giving tree per-say,
perchance,
around me,
all the children dance.
Spins and swings,
laughs and tears.
I'd want to remove,
someone's fears.
I do love the air,
and the sea,
still I'd rather be a simple tree.
Of course,
that's just me.
What would you rather to be?
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If pandora wanted you to see it, she wouldn't lock the box.
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2020
If pandora wanted you to see it, she wouldn't lock the box.
You don't know me.
Don't know who I am,
or where I come from.
You don't know me,
beyond my blues and grays and greens.
You might know my favorite color, or show,
but not what to me, it means.
You don't know my story.
You can't see my heart.
You aren't in my brain.
So dear god don't you start-!
Please clip this off here,
and just leave me be..
If you don't give a ****-
then stop barking at my tree!
I'll give you my ears,
like Vincent Van Gogh.
I'll give you whatever.
but I won't let you know,
whats inside,
or what happened,
okay?
I know you don't care.
I know you won't stay.
I know you won't like me,
or understand.
You'll just criticize me.
You can't hold my hand.
I might be alone,
for the rest of my life.
I might be like a child.
My future full of stife.
I might be a maniac,
or a monster to you,
no matter how hard I try,
and no matter what I do.
So give me a break.
Stop asking for more.
Stop yelling at me,
or knocking at my door.
You don't seem to get it,
and you never will.
No matter how hard I scream,
no matter how shrill-!
I beg of you please,
after all we did,
don't open pandora-

Just close the lid.

Be okay with the fact,
you can't handle the truth.
Be alright with knowing,
it won't be something you get.
No one ever might,
so please...

Just forget-.

Just forget-!
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If you give a girl a wishing stone
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014
If you give a girl a wishing stone
If you give a wishing stone,
she'll travel out all on her own.
She'll  leave behind the fear and pain,
and keep herself from going insane.
While her friends are getting diagnosed,
she'll be somewhere in her boat.
Maybe she'll have tea for two,
but at least she'll know what to do.
And they may ask, and plead, and beg to be in her world,
but she'll certainly say,
"Be gone, be gone, or off with your head."
Which should be said, since they cursed her be dead.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
she'll truly feel all alone,
and for those who never cared "be gone!"
The queen has finally sang her song.
She was never a fool, just a withered small bud,
and those pigs would throw her around in the mud.
So sure she dreams and dazes off,
but she can do whatever she wants.
She earned a bit of recognition,
for all antagonize and inhibition.
Give that girl some cheer,
she fought a war for all those years.
Stop the hate for her being crushed,
unlike some, she had no love!
The glass shattered hard,
it's no surprised it became shards.
Giving time and yells,
doesn't heal, it kills.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
you've given her one happiness finally of her own.
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I Guess I'm Too Happy :)
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2020
I Guess I'm Too Happy :)
The petals all around me,
Dying just the same.
Saying they can't take it.
My happiness to blame.
My teeth, too bright and glaring.
My eyes, too strained and large.
My heart is slowly pouring out.
Drip by drop, it will barge.
But my smile is too glaring,
Is all anyone knows.
My teeth, they grip each other,
Holding on for dear life.
My smile corners, cheek to cheek
My laugh is crying masked by fear.
Will I hurt you too?
Will your petal die?
Will I break you too,
Because of my permanent lie?
Will I **** the forest?
Will it even stop there?
Will there ever be,
A flower that can see?
See the dying?
Hear the crying?
Know I'm trying?
And I'm frying
Under the sun,
because of the petals that will cover me,
like a child soft to sleep,
there are none.
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Iiiii Liiiiike Chocolate
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2013
Iiiii Liiiiike Chocolate
I like chocolate
So creamy and filled
your wildest dreams,
all in one bite.
I like chocolate
the chocolate I love
sweet and unhealthy,
thats right
Yet chocolate is
curious, and
different.
The emotions inside are not always machines.
The feelings you give and take
think about it,
aren't these kind of...mystic.
They hold memories or futures, thoughts, and dreams.
Dreams of futures and thoughts of memories.
Sure there is outside taste but,
don't you taste it?
The feelings, hopes, thoughts and dreams
only by a nibble on it's seams?
Well if you don't it can't be helped.
Savoring taste can't always be developed.
However,
I still want to let you know
chocolate is just as good as cookie dough
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I'm Trying To Be What You Want, But I'm Losing.
Daylight 4U2C Feb 2014
I'm Trying To Be What You Want, But I'm Losing.
No one even knows I exist.
Why do I bother with this?
I must have lost my mind.
Or perhaps purposely left it behind.
Regardless,
I can't feel.
I can't care.
I can't recall when last my puzzle was together.
Maybe never.
I lost the will.
I lost the strength.
My weary eyes,
want to shut,
I say "no."
They cry "but."
My wavered heart,
wants to open.
I say "no."
It starts moping.
I feel like I'm a *****-up.
I feel alone.
I guess, maybe I'm not, but I feel so on my own.
My music,
wants me to smile on the inside,
I say "no."
It says "It's alright."
I say "no."
It says "don't cry."
I say "I'll try."
But the unavoidable passes my by.
I try.
I try not to die.
To stay alive.
To stay away from the darker side.
But I rarely cry.
I always sigh.
I'm losing my touch.
I'm saying goodbye.
I'm climbing the window sill.
Hear my last hymn.
I must bid everyone adieu,
and fall out of my skin.
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In Dying Grace
Daylight 4U2C Jun 2014
In Dying Grace
To those who hate us,
and don't know why.
To those who love us,
and try not to cry~

Given a seal,
molded in fate.
Not infinite.
So cruel, but unchanging.

It is not simply a seal
which will bring sorrow,
but all same the letter.
The letter of whom.
The letter of when,
where,
what,
why.
Assimilating to feel as if a scroll,
when set in rewind.
Molded in thus fate.
Fate is not the seal,
but the mold to which create.
Fate being start.
Fate is not the end,
but the beginning.
What you make of the beginning,
is solely yours to make,
while it will be the final impression,
upon the seal.
Upon the letter
unchanged,
but not unchangeable.
And done away,
or kept by side,
to live on as the end of ending.
I was influenced by The Fault In Our Stars to write a poem about dying of cancer.
If you understand it, it makes sense.
#poem #death #hope #in #cancer #stars #the #our #fault
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Infected Confliction
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2014
Infected Confliction
I don't want to die.
I won't die.
I don't want to disappear.
I've already been there.
Just having a strong conflict inside,
because I don't want to exist here.
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Jack and the Beanstalk that almost killed him many times
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2014
Jack and the Beanstalk that almost killed him many times
I'm a little stuck right now.
I got some beans,
but lost my cow.
I was robbed,
but they dropped these here.
Thought it'd be something
I could persevere.
Mom's going to **** me
when she finds out.
I'm going to be cooked instead
there's no doubt!
Jack-o burger,
or Jack smoked-steak.
I can't go back home yet,
or I'll be begging to be baked.
:time passed:
Rain got on my seed
and it almost grew through me
it grew so high and loud
it goes right passed the clouds
It got too much attention
they think this is a plant convention.
I lost the other two seed
Well, I wonder where this leads
:time passed...again:
I..can..hardly....breathe..
this....climb was..too high..for me.
On my way up....my hand was run across by a rat!
And I almost jumped..but I didn't quite feel like..going "splat!"
Now I feel a little better.
But it's so freezing cold up here
now I need a sweater!
Where am I anyway?
It looks brighter than snow.
"Where are you?"
I WOULDN'T HAVE ASKED IF I DID ALREADY KNOW!!
"Where are you little creature?"
Oh wait a minute..wait.
"Where are you? You smell real bad."
What did he just say?!
"Thumpity thump
dumbity dumb
I smell something gross
and almost taste it on my tongue."
I looked around for a sharp weapon,
only finding some gold duck.
So I was going to grab it
when it woke and screamed
"Clack clack!"
I quickly thought to grab it
and swung it over my shoulder by the neck
then I realized mom would love this
and gave the giant a rain check.
I tried to just slide down the the vines
but it didn't go out well.
So I pulled the ducks feathers,
and rode down
until it fell. I hurdled to the ground
still holding tightly on the duck.
then I quickly grabbed a leaf,
and the duck yelled
"Clack clack clack!"
I brought it too my mommy
and she almost cooked it well
but she noticed a patch of feathers missing
and wasn't that just swell.
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Joey
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
Joey
Joey went a running,
with no where left to run.
Joey went a jumping,
grabbing at the sun.
Joey wasn't happy.
Joey had no choice.
People used to hit him,
and no one heard his voice.
Now Joey has left town,
he's no where to be found.
Joey touched the sky,
and crashed into the ground
I'm against bullying. Completely against it. I won't say 1 or 2 rude comments makes you a bully, but 9 or 10 and we're gonna fight. Pushing, pulling, getting things stolen, inducing evil fears in others, and being dunked in toilets. These are things that surprisingly DO happen to people. Not only to me (I've never been toilet dunked, but I know people who have). These are things that others shouldn't have to point out. These are things that adults stress in the wrong spots for. These are things that even little 5 year olds are seriously doing as a joke. I'm not laughing though, and the one being bullied isn't laughing. It's not funny. Bullying is wrong.
#poem #bullying #bullies #joey
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Juliet
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2016
Juliet
My heart
it goes a pitter-pat
When you
you look at me like that
I feel
your warmth that radiates
Your some-
someone I cannot hate
But You,
are shyer than sky blue
You,
are beautiful and true
Do I deserve You?
Do I deserve you?
I don't think it's true,
So what do I do?
I'm probably going to continue it or something
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Just more venting / The Insane, Fraying
Daylight 4U2C May 2020
Just more venting / The Insane, Fraying
I feel like I'm spiraling weightlessly through space,
just-
trying my best, to not lose face.
And at the end of the day, I'm deep in the ocean,
sitting on the shore, without any motion.
I don't feel restless-

...

-nor at peace.

I try to avoid it-
but it's like-

-it's me.

I'm the beast.

Because I'm trapped in this skin.

This weird-

thick coat of paint.

And I can't peel it off because there is just NO WHERE

...

-to tear.

So I keep swirling slowly through space.
Just watching.
Relating.
Loathing.
Feeling like,
I'm an alien,
just watching,
through the windowed eyes of a creature, that I opened the blinds,
to understand..
And I got so caught up in their story, or
whatever world this was,
so mystified by what there was to see and feel,
I forgot how to close the blinds or walk away.
My feet are glued to the floor
and my eyes are glued to the window-
of their eyes.

I know

I KNOW

this 'thing-'

-it's not me.

I wasn't supposed to look out this window.
I just-
...
did.

I'm supposed to know,
that I am not the only alien,
looking through a window,
floating through space;
sitting alone at the ocean floor with water shifting and swaying my hair and clothes all around,
just trying to understand and relate without breaking anything,
or making this poor, defenseless and confused human,

-troubled.

But-
I continue in this journey of flow and forward,
a drift-feeling,
as though they all are real.
And I AM the only alien that accidentally just took a human under my control.

Some days I'm a water fountain,
and some days I've gone dry as drought.
Some days I'm warm and feeling,
some days I'm just empty and without.
All days I'm never-ending-thinking
too concerned with all that is.
I should be proud to think so deep
but sometimes I just crave the fizz.
I want to think,
but without fear.
I want to love,
but not to tear.
I want to dream,
but not to forget.
I want to be brave,
but without the regret.
I know there's more-
so I'll just say...
this too shall pass..
so I can't fray.
#vent #venting #ventilation
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Just say ew
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
Just say ew
I drank the alcohol, expecting something.
boy was I let down, when I got nothing.
No silly laughter, or grand horror story.
No youtube video, or easy talk for me.
Just a headache or two and a feeling of suffocation.
Just a scolding from people, and a dizzy sensation.
The bottle looked nice, and tv shows made it seem fun,
but after 3 gulps, I just felt like a street ***.
So I said goodbye to armpit beer,
and I assure no rose wine here.
*** is for pirates,
much too complicated for me.
I'm done with heartache alcohol,
as you can plainly see.
How do people even get addicted to that nasty stuff?
#drunk #addiction #wine #alcohol #im #fun #of #boy #people #story #goodbye #i #the #dizzy #two #and #drank #too #much #you #me #*** #no #when #was #it #talk #street #drink #feeling #let #pirates #for #down #to #but #nothing #say #rose #like #here #is #nice #beer #gross #easy #heartache #done #suffocation #laughter #so #just #complicated #something #horror #see #from #silly #ew #with #video #felt #nasty #bottle #headache #made #as #can #tv #said #or #sensation #*** #got #looked #seem #after #3 #expecting #grand #youtube #scolding #shows #gulps #armpit #assure #*** #plainly #addictedd
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Lamoon
Daylight 4U2C Jun 2014
Lamoon
Lamoon smiles like the sun.
Call me home,
before dinner lamoon.
Sweet lamoon making no sense,
silly lamoon says she can't dance.
Lamoon my hands get cold,
and so do yours.
Lamoon, glimmer on my dear.
Lovely lamoon,
white as a flower.
Scent like a ballroom.
Always has the answer, lamoon.
Lamoon
with grace to skip along stars.
Shoes in hand,
and the trickles of hope falling on us.
Lamoon
shine bright on.
Lamoon,
you're your own song.
A hymn.
A cord.
La
Lamoon,
gleam netted eyes,
and rose hugged lips.
La
Lamoon
free and close.
La
Lamoon,
making me feel like I've seen a ghost.
Taking breath and stealing hearts.
La
Lamoon
enchanting echos chant,
"La,
Lamoon!"
I see her in the horizon,
watering the road.
She plants me in the ground and tells me to grow.
Pouring her nectar over me,
and running the street so free.
La
Lamoon
singing a wonder so happy.
I don't know, I really liked writing this poem. It's not about anyone specific, mostly like the feeling of being in love itself.
#love #poem #freedom #interpret #lamoon
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Legacies
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2020
Legacies
Let them know that this world is so much larger than us, and time, too sparse to recollect.
Let them know that we are a glowing society and there will be times we dim, and we just balance on the rim, but we decide the feelings in our hearts and that makes us who we are.
Let them know that we can go back to the moments-
back to the feelings that made us alive or destroyed us inside,
in sight by the picture on the wall.
Let them know the power it holds by the ones who behold it and the ones who bestow.
Let them know.

Oh, let them know that these days are our best and the rest will be hard, because we must decide what fashion we will stride,
and that instant to decide if we will survive or die hard.
Let them know of the dark, when we used to struggle for a picture, our lungs would be rusted and eyes would contrast but the picture perfect memory would forever last.
Let them know we alone can make the change we hope to see, and end our fortunes of calamity in this society.
Let them know we are better off different and normal is out, because if we were all normal we’d be robots without a doubt.
Let them know these memories may one day die,
but the feelings will still have you smile and cry.
Let them know.
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Legend
Daylight 4U2C Sep 2015
Legend
Like a rotten house,
oh how time flies.
Through empty streets,
the air being colder.
To stand at focal point,
and just look straight.
It all seems dim,
but yet like fate.
With dry large hands,
and busy eyes.
The tired men,
and starved flies.
It all seems gruesome,
to be one atom of the universe,
and yet so different,
so meaningful without words.
A hope diving from ground up,
to be new and refreshed.
To be rebuilt and beautiful,
the destruction of memories best.
It craves to be reborn again,
with a youth up to date each century,
but I, at focal point, stare out beyond,
craving my best memories.
#memories #lost #forgotten #neighborhood #recollection
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Letter in a bottle
Daylight 4U2C Jun 2015
Letter in a bottle
She said I'm like
            a letter in a bottle,
I float around my far off world, keeping my distance;
Wishing someone would help me open up,
Someone would read into my words,
Someone would find my answers, and lead me home.
But no one waits alone for years
with such excited hope
that they one day come across
                a letter in a bottle.
They need something that's useful.
But I looked to her in such disgrace.
She was once that person,
But the magic was gone,
and so was my bottle,
and so was my letter.
Its not my best
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Letter to someone who won't read it.
Daylight 4U2C Sep 2013
Letter to someone who won't read it.
Tender means easily broken.
broken like a teapot,
shattered like glass.
Transparent means too clear.
clear as day,
crystal as mine.
Trickery means masked to fool.
Fool who fell,
****** who dare.
Trapped means suffocated.
suffocated by drama,
chocked by insecurities.
Hurt means cruel pain.
cruel pain in the chest,
burned out in the heart.
And though I wish I were less blunt. My heart is hurt, my lungs have stopped. My brain is goo, because of you. but you play it off well, so do as you do. I try to be calm and forget it, you know, but this bitter feeling continues to flow. It hurts worst than shows can make it seem, but the show must go on for every scene. So no scars, no death, no drama I swear. And I'll be like I always was. I'll always be there. It's not your fault and will never be. If only...no never mind. Well....if only she was me.
My chest hurts A LOT when I see them together. And everyone sees through me when I don't try to hide them well enough. We have acting class and a play together, but he plays the prince-like main character who gets the girls and I play the younger version of a main character. He knows I like him and he tells me he doesn't like me that way. He has someone else, but he flirts and sits in the same seat as me and text me back all the time and he shines. My life f*ing *****! I wish it weren't so hard to pretend.
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Life For A Caveman, As I
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2013
Life For A Caveman, As I
sleep,
slember,
til' tommarow,
in the forest of ember.
creep,
walk,
through the night,
the cave too dark and cold.
Munch,
eat,
much food left,
where lion get your prey.
Tommarow there is much to do,
so awaits another day
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Like it's my birthday c'mon.
Daylight 4U2C Aug 2020
Like it's my birthday c'mon.
I kind of hate everybody,
probably hate you too,
cause everybody lies to me.
I don't know what to do.
Yell at me, cause I won't open,
yell at me, to close.
I'm a bad guy
a mad guy,
a crazy little show,
spinning like ferris wheel,
and I don't even know.
But I'm the broken car,
look like the rest, but just not right.
Can't you let me be, though?
I don't want to fight.
Not tonight.. please, at least not tonight.
Watching from the top,
at me dancing alone.
Dance like no ones watching,
but I'm not on my own.
They watch me like a celebrity,
judge my every move.
They just don't get the dances flow;
it doesn't match my groove.
Flawed and mistaken,
over-dramatic and confused.
I could have walked away,
but I never have refused.
So fire away your comments,
and hate,
and beady eyes,
I must be asking for it,
and saying stop as some coy disguise.
Just please not tonight.
Let me go for just today.
I've had enough of dancing,
so please take the spotlight away.
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Lily Pad
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2014
Lily Pad
Searching recklessly for reason.
Gasping carelessly for air.
Wondering if maybe someone knows you exist.
Curious if someone truly cares.
Cares more about you, than the pride to say they once were there.
Contemplating if they might stay.
Like the poker face you always wear.
The world spins, and specks fly off.
That's what humans seem to be.
Time takes only seconds, to make you want to leave.
So give yourself a moment here.
You might find what it is you lost.
If indeed it's broken,
try to recollect the happiness you tossed.
A quote I once heard: You don't drown by falling in water, you drown by staying there.
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Lips
Daylight 4U2C Nov 2014
Lips
I don't have lips,
I don't like lips.
They lie,
they deceive,
they hurt,
they breathe.
The air is foul.
Like fresh,
clean,
suds,
turned to dirt,
and washed mud.
The words are harsh.
Killing me softly,
the doves cry.
The radio jumps.
The words screamed.
Held inside?
All I know is lips taste bad,
after hurting my stomach,
they release what I had.
They let out what I hold,
letting go off it all.
I don't like lips.
I don't have lips.
And I more than don't mind.
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Lit
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
Lit
I see you in a light,
for the ideas you don't seal tight.
The light changes with each 'you',
for all the simple things you do.
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Little
Daylight 4U2C Jan 2015
Little
Suspense echos on the mother land. A new born child's life at hand. Fought, they say, but she hardly new the lines. She told them so, but they begged for just some signs. The rugrats and baboons ruled the kingdom; they slept on rocks. Soon as the Clementines got a chew on little peer, they swore a lot she was rot and had better not come near. Stage-froze child left behind by her own kind, except the occasional taunts and questions that would one day compose a mind. Played much like a tune, she learned in seclude and rot,"The worst is never best, but the best is what you've got." Despite the lies and ******-schemes you find to love yourself. And she looked back to wish upon her peers great joy and abundant health.
I don't know if I like my poem much..
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Live
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
Live
If I was allowed,
   to sit on a comfy rock;
        forever       watch the clock.
               I'd let time fly,
                                            pass me by,
                      long as I could be
                                 me       the whole time.
Here's to the bullied, and people who can't just be who they are inside.
#poem
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Live, love, life
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2016
Live, love, life
Bear the moment bare and open-hearted. Bear the moment from the minute it ends to the second it started.
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Lost Boys
Daylight 4U2C Dec 2015
Lost Boys
Ah ah the sense of me.
                                                                       Lost me heart, so let me be.
                                                                 Lost me words, no tears to see.
                                                            Lost me light, and dimly free.
         Lost me sense.
      Lost me mind.
                                                 Lost me reason, so leave me behind.
                                           Lost me effect, since cause is gone.
                                    Lost me right, because me always wrong.
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Love and New
Daylight 4U2C Jan 9
Love and New
Captured in this gap in time
Where I am earth
Where I am mine
Making moments in this space
Where time is frozen
But I make haste
I still worry-
Here and there.
Will time thaw
And back I'll be?
I still think-
Back to then.
Back to when I screamed within
Back to when I scratched my skin and begged the skies for love.
I still think-
How far I've come.
I have a dream
He's magic
He's beyond.
He's grace and mystery and love and fun.
He's a sunflower and perennials.
He's the moon, stars, and sun.
I have someone.
I have someone!
Not just dark skies of gray or some warm body to pass the day.
Not just words of loving tone or someone to call my own.
I have someone who makes me whole,
Fills my body,
Hears my soul!
When he cries, I feel his pain,
When we love, our love still stain.
We know each other like the ocean knows the moon.
We move together in sync from morn' to well past noon.
And we make each other smile like watching a flower starting to bloom.
Oh, how I have someone.
Someone I don't want to let go.
But every summer I shudder gawking at the shimmering snow.
I don't want to lose them and fall back in that dark of mine
I want forever still to be captured in this moment in time.
#love
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Love Letter
Daylight 4U2C Sep 2014
Love Letter
Can you help me friend?
I have a problem.
I'd love to tell you,
but that'd solve them.
See my heart goes boom,
and falls to the pits real quick.
But I found my eyes staring.
Did you know your eyelashes are thick?
Well anyway..
I fell in to a crater then,
lost in peachy...peach skin.
I know this is a little vague,
still I hope you fix my day.
I've been at lose of what to say,
so I wrote this poem hesitantly.
I'm sorry if this means goodbye,
If you can still be my friend, please try.
I hope you make my day right now,
I won't tell you the problem,
because if anyone can still solve it,
you know how.
*not a real love letter
#love #poem #friend #romance #smile #letter
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Love's True
Daylight 4U2C Jul 2013
Love's True
When did the doves begin to fade,
how did the meaning of love get so strayed,
from love at first site, to love of the french,
when did the tongue save the young *****.
How did love become forbbiden and fun,
When was the talking and laughing soon done.
If true love were a rose, it would slowly turn blue.
How did children of eight find so many soul mates.
While we love romance movies, this is not love.
Love is submitting for the better of who you love.
Love is sour, Love is sweet.
Love is cruel, Love is kind.
Love is not something everyone will find.
Love is home without home.
Love is dream before dream.
Love is not just a choice or a blank feeling.
I hope there's a day when life again sees that love has a more clear and joyful meaning.
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Lullaby for a Stormy Night - Vienna Teng
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
Lullaby for a Stormy Night - Vienna Teng
Little child, be not afraid
The rain pounds harsh against the glass
Like an unwanted stranger
There is no danger
I am here tonight

Little child
Be not afraid
Though thunder explodes
And lightning flash
Illuminates your tearstained face
I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

Little child
Be not afraid
The storm clouds mask your beloved moon
And its candlelight beams
Still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight

Little child
Be not afraid
The wind makes creatures of our trees
And the branches to hands
They're not real, understand
And I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forest and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

For you know, once even I
Was a little child
And I was afraid
But a gentle someone always came
To dry all my tears
Trade sweet sleep the fears
And to give a kiss goodnight

Well, now I am grown
And these years have shown
Rain's a part of how life goes
But it's dark and it's late
So I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close

And I hope that you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

Everything's fine in the morning
The rain will be gone in the morning
But I'll still be here in the morning
#music #night #*** #for #song #lullaby #stormy #vienna #teng
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Lu-lu-lullaby
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
Lu-lu-lullaby
There was a song,
I recall like a drug.
From my childhood,
yet faintly lost at sea.

It was a sweet song.
A whistle?
A sweet song indeed.
It was a humming,
and a hemming.
And I sway to the long,
for that old sweet song.

The song that shut
sweet child eyes.
The song that could
disguise bad times.
The song filled with warmth,
to soften my ice.
The song that calmed pain,
proving the existence of 'truly nice.'

This song from way low,
to the day I now know,
is my..heart
my..sky
my lu-lu-lullaby
I always wanted my parents to sing me to sleep. Read me a book to sleep, but they didn't.
  The only thing my mom read to get me to sleep was the bible. And we weren't even that religious.

Now I love lullabies so much! Vienna Tieng- Lullaby For A Stormy Night is my #1!
#eyes #pain #lost #of #ice #bad #drug #i #the #day #and #this #could #sweet #*** #my #old #was #it #for #to #way #song #like #now #is #sea #warmth #nice #childhood #existence #know #there #times #child #that #at #lullaby #yet #long #low #from #soften #with #shut #myheart #filled #recall #sway #truly #lullabies #indeed #proving #disguise #whistle #humming #faintly #hemming #calmed #mysky #lu-lu-lullaby
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Lustfully Lucid
Daylight 4U2C May 2014
Lustfully Lucid
I was deep in lucid sleep.
You fed me food doctor told me not to eat.
I didn't question,
but your motives to myself.
A landfill of poison,
and you mean it all for me.
Each rose another thorn,
each bite another death.
I was deep in lucid sleep.
My innocence I must keep,
is led astray for just on night.
Here I, to live, must fight.
I was going to write about a bad dream I had, but I ended up going in a different direction.
#poem #lust #lucid #lustfully
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