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  Nov 2017 Lex
Aerinlia
My dream is to smile again
I want to gi e a smile to myself
I'm tired of gi ing a smile to others
I'm tired of ʰᶦᵈᶦⁿᵍ behind my f̶̓̅a̷͗̄k̸̀͐e̷͆͘ smile
Someone please gi e me smile
Please bring back my smile
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I beg you.
no, my keyboard didn't broke. I purposely omitted "v" letter because it looks like a smile. Also "fake" part is glitched, its up to you to read it or not.
Lex Nov 2017
We live in a world full of everything
we have the happy
we have the sad
we have the angry
we have the glad
we have food
we have houses
we have feuds
we have spouses
we have the glowing
we have defeat
we have the outgoing
we have those who retreat

As we go through life
with our eyes pressed forward
we never stop to look at the ones who "don't have"
those who are hurting
those who are sad
those who are crying
those who are mad
those who have no houses
those who have no food
those who have no spouses
those who live in a constant fued
those who are covered in strife
those who are broke
those who are done with life
and willing to choke

So my challenge to you is next time you walk outside
next time you start to ignore
instead of worrying of only yourself
help someone through the door
stop putting them on the shelf
help them off the floor
and think of something other than yourself
a lot more
I hope that when you hear a cry for help, you do.
Whether you're tight on money or not.
We can always afford to do something even a little.
Whether that's a conversation, food, shelter, money, or love.
When someone is crying out, ask yourself this.

What's stopping me?
~LJ
  Nov 2017 Lex
b
There is nothing more concrete than rock bottom.
I've made a home there.
Shaved off enough sand
To fashion a bed and some pillows.
I can't tell if it's Stockholm syndrome
Or I just couldn't care enough anymore
To try and swim out.

Why bother leaving
When you've made your bed.
another bad day
  Nov 2017 Lex
b
I never once kept the door closed,
Despite everything that would make you think otherwise.
My arms tremble at the thought
Of pulling all this weight again.
But I was ready.
The things you do for love
Or what you thought love was.

Nothing says emotional stability like dollar store sleeping pills.
Inertia for a brain
I let it all pile up
Until I'm buried in snow like a cokehead fever dream.

I fell asleep on the high road
Waiting for you to run me over.
  Nov 2017 Lex
Shalo
Hope stands for happiness
Hope comes through love
Hope will make your path straight
Hope will make you whole

But where can I find hope?
Is it in a store, or in a church?
Is it inside me, or is it far away?
Can I find it if I have faith?

Hope that there's a future
That everything will be okay
Hope that things will get better
And the storms will fade away

But where can I find hope?
When and where will we meet?
In this life or in another?
Is it available for me?

Hope that I will smile
That troubles will stay away
Hope in myself and others
But, hope...
When will my waiting end?
Just a little poem I wrote today (nov 15,2017) while at school. It represents those who have no hope, who feel despaired.
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