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 Sep 2014 JD
A
Autumn
 Sep 2014 JD
A
I can't wait for
hot cocoa and
long sleeves.

For jumping
in piles
of fallen leaves.

For friday night
football and
warm bonfires

For staying up late
and never getting tired

For stargazing
in the crisp
autumn air

For keeping my
ears warm
with my hair.

I can't wait
for things
to get better.
i was told to write a happy poem
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
A Lady.
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
Don't look,
Don't speak.
Stay young,
Stay weak.
A picture in a frame,
A doll on a shelf.
Your looks can bring you fame,
Just deny yourself.
Feminist professor inspired.
 Aug 2014 JD
Unfortunate Smile
It was when you hurt me most
that I realised.
I no more,
wanted to be loved by you
but just be loved in general.
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
My Rose
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
She is everything I've ever wanted to be
Everything that makes me strong
She is graceful, beautiful and my brand of insane
She makes me hope
A friend
For Kay, an inspiration for the writer I hope to be, wickedly.
 Aug 2014 JD
netanya janel
changed
 Aug 2014 JD
netanya janel
i'm needy, i'm restless
don't know where my head is
got bruises and whiplash
every move's got a backlash
i can't tell you, i'm thinking
i'm constantly sinking
on the edge, see your face
but things just aren't the same
 Aug 2014 JD
alexandra
082614
 Aug 2014 JD
alexandra
it's not what it looks like
no, i promise
it's not what it looks like
less of my relationship with gravity
and more how i occupy reality
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
Stay?
 Aug 2014 JD
WickedHope
Hey.
             Hey.
Stay?
             Nay.
Okay...
~Don't fade away~
 Aug 2014 JD
Holly D
Final Vow
 Aug 2014 JD
Holly D
My words are nothing
Hollow, empty
Without something to lean back on
My words are broken
Cracking, shattered
When they are left alone
Dry and dusty
Spurts of constantants
Silence is a comfort
Dizzy and falling
Heavy blocks of vowels
A last, a final vow
I won't leave
 Aug 2014 JD
Harley Ginsberg
let me tell you about a kid I used to know
he always thought it was his time to go
up up and away to a place he didn't even understand
but he knew it was better than his own land

because all the other kids
we're too busy making jokes
to realize the one kid who needed love the most
the one kid that walked home alone
caught his breath as he looked down at his phone
to an empty screen
no texts, no calls
he just wanted to have it all, you see -

you can't force happiness on someone who's depressed
you can't make him wake up, get ready and dressed
just to send him to a school where he stands by himself
he tucks his work of art under a shelf

embarrassed by what he has done
he weeps as he wonders what his dad would've thought of his son
he looks to the sky hoping dads watching down
but the moment is ruined with a loud sound

his mother yells
her voice compelling his sorrows
he apologizes for being a mistake
but really she's the one whos been fake
as she beats him on the head
he falls to his bed
and falls deeply into a sleep he won't remember

because of all the drugs
he feels his dad start to tug him
from down below
to up above

and as his wrists start to bleed
he begins to read the suicide note he has written
and as he stares at the sky
he says his last goodbyes
to a place he has made clear of good riddance
 Aug 2014 JD
Ronell Warren Alman
Girl, we feel the fire
This is something we both treasure
Our hearts melt into one another
We can not get enough of each other
Everyday is a blessing
When we lay together side by side
There is so much to appreciate
As we enjoy this magical ride
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