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Kaiden Feb 19
So close,
Yet so far.
It cannot be defined,
Nor fully felt.
You're always trapped.
No matter what you do, you're never fully free.
Kaiden Feb 19
What if
There are
Two Gods?
One false,
Popular,
And the true one,
Known by only few.
When we were kids, me and my brother made a theory that some "christians" (the ones that use religion to justify discrimination) believe in their own, false God, oblivious to the one they're "supposed" to believe in.
  Feb 18 Kaiden
Nobody
him
i let him read my poetry
as he flipped through the pages,
i hoped
he wouldn't recognize
the ones i wrote about him
Kaiden Feb 18
Coldness
The loud gasps for air
And a phone you've been
Clutching in your hand.
The car chasing you,
Fear in your eyes.
You know it's the end.
You wait for the
Pretty blue and red lights
To save you.
And then you wake up,
Doctor everywhere,
And your very first
Mental hospital friend
Wrote this in the mental hospital
Kaiden Feb 18
You're scared.
Not me.
Of the consequences
Of your doings.
Not me.
Kaiden Feb 11
The same
Yet so different
Same person
But they changed.
Who thought that one sentence
Can change so much
When you lose a friend (or more), they're technically still the same person but so different
Kaiden Feb 10
It hurts
While forcing you
To accept itself
Idk im bored
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