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 Jan 2013 NA
Sheeda
Once in my life
I have died and felt it
Once upon a dream.
A needle was embedded in the crook of my arm
And I drifted and sank
I felt my entire body go limp all at once
and the covers rise to cradle my form
All the more gently.
Every burden, every trouble dissolved
Into a darkening black
And relief washed over my soul
My mind
I was finally at peace.
As I embraced it
I was yanked from its grasp
Thrown back into the reality
Only dreams can impart
And then still further
Into the life I tried to escape through sleep.
I opened my eyes and lay there
Breath came slowly to and from my lungs
Disappointment clouded tear-filled eyes
And I longed for relief by death in a dream
That I have not had since.
That one dream will haunt my memory forever. I felt as though I had actually tasted death and I had never in my life felt as relieved as I did at that moment. I haven't had that sense of complete relaxation since then, but how I wish for it.
 Jan 2013 NA
Sinai
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 Jan 2013 NA
Sinai
I thought it was going to be easier
I thought maybe even fun
But now I see
You and your anger
Him and his lust
Me and my urge
For love
And I feel like maybe I'm no longer the good person I thought I was
And maybe
Just maybe
I was a little selfish
And an awful friend.

Before this day is over
You will have heard and hurt
And I will be lying in this room
Alone
And maybe
Just maybe
I was a little human.
 Jan 2013 NA
Damaged
I hope you know,
and I hope you'll never doubt how much you mean to me.
You may never know how much your friendship means to me, but honestly
it means the world
All the little smiles as we pass by each other.
All the late night talks;
always txting me back no matter what time it is.
Picking up the phone when Im crying my eyes out.
And just listening.
Talking to me, calming me down.
Your tight hugs.
They're so comforting.
You get me. You make me feel like Im not crazy for feeling this way.
Your always there to listen, no matter what it is. Even if you've heard the same story before.
Because you're a good friend.
No...
A great friend.
And I couldnt be more thankful for you.
 Jan 2013 NA
FredErick le Roux
This is a little poem.                                    
Words i claim as my own.                            
A peek into my little soul
My journey to just make it home.                

This is my silent hope.                                
To try with life to cope.                              
And maybe touch one heart alone
In this my journey on my own.                    

This is my little prayer.                                
That someone out there care.                    
Yet i feel far from whole
My damaged broken soul.                          

This is a little poem.                                  
To say youre not alone.                              
We all must carry on
I hope you claim it as your own.                

                
This is YOUR little poem!
A little poem to know you"re not alone-
 Jan 2013 NA
The Anonymous Joker
We write*

Not for your pleasure,
Your entertainment
Or anyone's attention
We're here writing
Trying to reach something
Left unsaid
Inside of us
Something we find
For a moment
When we feel satisfied
With something
Some
Words that we have
Thrown together
In random order
Some abstraction
We disguise it
Decorate it  
But it's all there
Right in-between the lines

Why do we write?*
Hell, I don't think we know either
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