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  Apr 2021 Mazzy Ram
Trin
Isn’t it funny,
The happiness we pretend to have
Is the very thing
Holding us back from living.
  Apr 2021 Mazzy Ram
SophiaRyle
It hurts the most
When the person
That made you feel wanted yesterday
Made you feel so unwanted today.
  Apr 2021 Mazzy Ram
shianne rose
there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home
  Apr 2021 Mazzy Ram
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
Mazzy Ram Apr 2021
I've seen the palms
I've seen the trees
I've seen the ocean
Felt the breeze
Calm and torrent
I take a walk with the fluffy
companion of mine
my partially bare skin
absorbs the heart
from the mega fantastic
beast, the sun
let this moment be
an eternal
moment of ease
and lease
my thoughts to the unease bin
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