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 Apr 2015 Nic Elaine A
Robyn
My eyes open in the morning
And I'm already in tears
I can't do this anymore
I can't do this anymore
My heart is feels like it's pumping molasses through my body
It's pounding so hard and slow
I don't want to get out of bed
I'm so miserable
I'm so miserable
The anxiety floods my body faster than I can pray that today will be better
God help me
God help me
It feels like there are green needles poking into my skin - everywhere
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE
I'm only 17
I wake up every morning
Pierced with needles green
Another day of "learning"
Another day of being mean
To keep the people off my back
Get these ******* people off my back
High school is just a pair of eyes
All they do is stare
High school is just a set of lips
All they do is wear
You away
You're nothing but a letter
If you're not a trend setter
We make you wake up in the morning
Already feeling like I'm mourning my own funeral
I walk off campus and my lungs fill with air again -
So rapidly I burst into tears
I made it through another day
I made it through another day
But there's always another one coming
 Apr 2015 Nic Elaine A
Aditi
She
 Apr 2015 Nic Elaine A
Aditi
She
You could not help but fall for her
Despite warnings from every cell of your brain
You could not contain
Your curiosity
How could someone be
Different shades of different emotions
At the same time
How could someone go
From being the blazing sun
To a violent storm
In the blink of an eye
And that was the trouble with her
You could not tell the next thing she does
And there were many with a prettier face than her
And a few with soul more tender
But none that could stir
A single emotion
While
One look from her
Caused ripples in your soul
The longing she developed
Became insatiable
Cause she was not the caresses and soft kisses sort
She would make sure you meant
Every compliment you uttered
Before she accepted them
She would ask why
You loved her
Instead of saying I love you too
She was never just simply pretty
You know the kind you put on your shelves
For a show
She was not just one element
but the whole package
Something you had never witnessed before
She had fire
Her  feelings weaved silent poetry
All around her
And everyone who saw her could see that
Everyone but herself
Her thoughts were too loud
-loud enough to make the deaf-toned world hear them
She was reckless personified
Descending towards nothing
And you would gladly go down with her
If it only gave you  few more moments to have her look into your eyes
Black eyes
Not seeing at you
But through you
Making you unravel yourself
She could not be bound to a place
She was the wind
that ruffles your hair
caresses your skin
and sweeps your tears off your cheeks
and fly away
just like that
leaving you fixated
on that spot
waiting for her to hit you again
but she is already gone
You never wanted to love her
Yet here you are
Loving her anyway.
A buddy of mine inspired this <3
 Apr 2015 Nic Elaine A
Sad Case
She went to the police.
Told them she was being abused.
They didn't believe her.
They thought she was another teenage fiend.
She went back.
Told them that she was *****.
They didn't believe her.
They thought she was another lying child.
She came again.
Told them she got beat up.
They didn't believe her.
They said if she comes again they will arrest her.
Her bestfriend came.
Told them that she was killed.
They didn't believe him.
He came back.
Told them that they aren't worth their lives.
They just laughed.
He left.
They got a call.
The person told them.
That they saw two bodies in the river.
The police went to check it out.
The bodies belonged to the girl and the boy.
The girl was killed.
The boy committed suicide.
Just to be with her.
The police were wrong.
They didn't believe their eyes.
They should start believing more.
**** April and it's fools.
The police were the fools in this story.
They started to believe more.
They saved lives of many after that.
But what I'm wondering is.
How come they didn't save those two kids.
That would've had lives to live.
If only they had believed.
In this retched April Fools story.

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