I wasn't broken
So why did you try to
Fix me?
I wasn't hungry
But you kept feeding me
Lies.
I wasn't paranoid
Until you gave me
Reason to be.
Why were you never
Satisfied
With me?
I thought you were
An angel
Sent from heaven,
But it appears
You came
From the opposite
Direction

May all fellow poets and writers of the whole world unite
to show the flame of inspiration is now still burning bright.
We’re also aware of the fact that the pen is mightier than the sword
and that with inspired verses or stories people will never get bored.

The world as it is now is again on the brink of collapse
and so with our literary efforts we shouldn’t ever lapse.
We all have the power to change the world for the better
let us unite to speak and write with one motion together.

So many times in the past humanity has been laid low
because of its negligence to conscience writings show.
There are certain things written and handed down from the past
that indicate the way we’re heading now these days are our last.

We must reset the example of truth, righteousness and love
which will assure us to get much needed help from above.
There is no real limit to what we all united can achieve
if we stand together and each other don’t try to deceive.

We are all one big family that is now struggling to survive
so in doing what we can to help one another we will thrive.
With our collective efforts we must turn the situation around
and at the same time keep both our feet firmly on the ground.

For the good of the whole world then we must move forward
and stop the current trend of mankind from plunging toward
in the depths and fires of hell it has been to many times before
as it ignores the inner voice of conscience prior to another fall.
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When you fell in love,
You realized how grotesque it is.
When tragedy struck,
You realized how gorgeous she is.

Take me somewhere I belong,
I need a place to call home.
Give me happiness, set me free.
Drain the pain inside of me.
Let's run together, run away.
Show me what it's like to want to stay.

I think I have finally come to accept that my home is
on the fence.
I am constantly fighting with myself of my worth and intentions.
A forever debate if I am worthy of the good or deserve all the bad.
I want so deeply to love someone,
and their love to be pure in return.
Yet do I deserve to accept their love?

I want so badly
to be a kind, genuine and patient person,
yet when I am,
I get used.
Then when I voice my thoughts,
I get abused.

I am nervous for the day
that a big gust of wind comes along and blows me and my home
off the fence.
But which side will I fall?

I'm scared.