Forgotten Dreams

May 2014

Kayla Lynn

The truth was
I knew everyone I ever met
Was going to leave
Or ruin me
Somehow
One way or another..

I just wanted to find
One person
That was actually
Worth it.

But sometimes
Hearts are black
And promises are empty.

I just needed someone
That would pull me away
When I tried to jump
Off the cliffs in my head.

I just needed someone
That made the bruises sting
A little less
Than before
And someone who
Wouldn't dare give up
On me so easily.

Someone who
Knew why my blood ran thick
And my tears ran cold

Someone who
Didn't cut up my lungs
When I breathed in their name.

Someone new.
Because we both know.
It was never you.

May 2014

madison

insecure

that girl you made cry
yeah, she's insecure
all because of you
and your friends

you laugh and feel cool
for making her cry
not a care in the world
when one day she suddenly 'dies'

you feel like
it isnt your fault.
"maybe its another reason" you say
until you see on the news
"girl commits suicide for being bullied"

you suddenly feel something you've never felt before
something called guilt
you cry and worry that
everything's your fault

many days pass and
you still feel ashamed,
well guess what,
you're the one to blame.

May 2014

jeffrey robin

to all children not yet dead

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this is my rendition of the famous

BERYLDOV LEW painting entitled

PABLO PICASSO TAKING A WALK
ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON
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The vast history of historical lies
Clutter up the school - yard while mass producing

Dim witted psychopaths with hidden angers and fears
Bloated genitals and guns anywhere

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The total corruption of all those in charge
Hangs like an albatross over dying minds

Dreams simply cannot compete
With the madness seen in all adult eyes

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The vast history of historical lies
Within what is now known as total brain - washing

Come ! Come quickly lovely child
I may not speak to you again

Oh how the great pigs want to **** me
Oh how the great pigs want to **** me

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Now the time
Be the truth

Set down true stories
Life for life

May 2014

Austin Heath

"Bank."

I'm not a genius, I swear.
In fact, I used to have money.
I've seen a bit of America,
and I've seen a few
too many people.
It's all the same after a while.
Acres and faces,
you get the sinking feeling
that no one controls anything.
You get the idea.

May 2014

lerato

this isn't really me

Sitting in a corner all alone
Refusing to talk and feeling cold to the bone
I have isolated myself from people
To keep safe from all the bad and evil
But this isn't really me

I'm driving all my friends away
And I know they'll stop trying one day
I'm alive but I'm barely breathing
But I know this isn't really me

#broken #alone #lost #whoami