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Jun 2014 typewriter

Victoria F Sanchez

I am not happy, I am not sad
I am somewhere in between
Stuck in the same routine
Observe; don’t speak. “Children are seen not heard”.
Tis to why my thoughts speak louder than my words
Imagining a new reality in my head
beacause surely my real one is bitter, and dead.
I am not happy, I am not sad
I’m somewhere in between
Stuck in the same routine

#sad #happy #routine

Jun 2014 typewriter

Come back

Jun 2014 typewriter

Ryan Jakes

Come back

I read your tears this morning,
words written with salt water
eroded a part of me, deep inside.
You are never alone,
Know this, as I plead with you,
beg of you.
I walk, filled with the light you gave me once
I offer it back, on bended knees
as I mourn the loss of your smile.

For my saddest friend, in the hope that birds will sing again someday.

Jun 2014 typewriter

Sleep

Jun 2014 typewriter

Anna

Sleep

I don't like sleep
Because I never know
What might haunt my dreams

Will it be a murderer
Or a ******
Maybe the boy I made a mistake with

Maybe I'm just too sad
Too sad to sleep
Too sad to breathe

I don't know

Maybe all of this
This suffering

It's all just a dream

#depression #sleep #insomnia #sorry

Jun 2014 typewriter

hint

Jun 2014 typewriter

circus clown

hint

i was just outside
smoking a cigarette
in my usual little spot
when i could've sworn
the scent of your skin
had just fluttered right
past me too fast for
me to catch it and
all i could think was
that it is just like you
to stop by, then leave
before i knew you were
even there in the first place

moments like these are the worst part of missing you. not painful enough to cry over it, too depressing to do anything but close my eyes and sigh.

Jun 2014 typewriter

A Blind Eye

Jun 2014 typewriter

Tim Zac Hollingsworth

A Blind Eye

Everyone's lying
But nobody is listening,
Coins glimmer and shine;

The truth still glistens
At dawn over crop fields,
Sunlit canopies.

Nature prevails
To show us our failures,
Yet, mankind squabbles.

The death toll rises
And nothing ever changes;
We don't have the time.

Keep spinning the wheel,
The sunset brings shade.

Only the truly blind can find peace
in the eye of the storm, our bubble of bliss.

#haiku #sonnet #inequality #haikuistic #postcode