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 Nov 2020 Nienke
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.
 Nov 2020 Nienke
Dean
when you sleep it's like you never cried,

breathing soft and steady, wet cheeks dried.



when you sleep it's like you never lost,

boundaries weren't broken and lines weren't crossed.



when you sleep it's like you're still there,

and you still smile and you still care.



when you sleep you look young as I,

no crease in your brow and no old worn sigh.



and so if sleep is death just being shy,

is it still so wrong,

to wish

to die?
This was made by yamiyurei
 Nov 2020 Nienke
Phoenix Rising
I am haunted:
Not by poltergeist,
but by my unlived lives.
Parallel universes
won't ever speak,
they took an oath
to keep from me.
I have words and voices
humming in my head
that will never be met
outside of my bed.
I have to accept
I cannot have it all,
I have to accept
knowing nothing at all.
 Nov 2017 Nienke
xy
Dying.
 Nov 2017 Nienke
xy
You were broken and you wanted me to fix you.
And as I did you grew and saw the things you could do.
Never would’ve hurt you but you went ahead and broke me.
Lately all the pain I feel is in my gut from all this whiskey.
You didn’t even care to check on how I’m feeling after.
You just left and now my room resonates with all your laughter.
Now you’re moving on, I just hope he treats you right.
And if he don’t I swear I would in any other life.
The other day saw you so I turned and ran away.
All the memories just rushed me, still don’t get why you couldn’t stay.
I know that you don’t love me so please tell me why you’re lying.
I’ve never been this hurt before, are you happy that I’m dying?
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