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Dec 2014 · 948
Empty
nxxr Dec 2014
Emptiness consumes me
Filling me to the brim

As it builds me from the inside
I am neutralized by its density

It drowns and drags me in
Anchoring into the depths of me

Letting it consume me
I am stuck waist deep

Confiding in its darkness
I confess my secrets

Left with the emptiness
Complete and utter emptiness
Jul 2014 · 2.5k
Doubts
nxxr Jul 2014
Doubts, doubts, doubts
                                       Send me astray

Doubts, doubts, doubts
                                       Please go away

Doubts, doubts, doubts
                                       Eat me everyday

Doubts, doubts, doubts
                                       I am your slave
I am always doubting myself and unfortunately that's what prevents me from having a sane mind.
nxxr Jul 2014
I am a wide canvas,
fill me with your
colors

I am a clear sky,
fill me with your
stars

I am a vast meadow,
fill me with your
flowers

But most definitely,

I am me,
fill me with
you
Please note: This poem isn't for anyone, so no I'm not in love.
Jul 2014 · 471
Confused
nxxr Jul 2014
I don't know what to think anymore

My brain says one thing and my heart says another

If they only could only join as one, wouldn't that be better?

I want to go but I also want to stay

I want to say no but that wouldn't be OK

I don't want to hurt but I also want to be felt

It feels like I am being pulled by a big tight belt

I think it's my conscience talking or could it only be me?

I don't want to sound selfish but I am very confused

Don't know what to do

My brain all bruised

I can't feel nor can I think

It's like I am on the brink

I hope I don't fall

Because of it all

If I only knew what to do

I wouldn't be here

Thinking and feeling of this dreadful
fear.
Please note: This is one of my very first poems I have written, it isn't as good as you can see (actually read) but it did help me vent my thoughts out and that's - I believe - what actually matters.
Jul 2014 · 538
You Are The Universe
nxxr Jul 2014
You are the shimmering moon,
You are the blazing sun,
You are the never-ending stars,
and everything infinite in between.

You are the universe.
nxxr Jul 2014
This is for the people who know how it feels to be at lost and thrown off balance.

For the people who know how it feels to plaster on a convincingly intoxicated facade so that they can drag their vacant yet burdensome bodies around without a doubt in mind.

The people who know that their world is beginning to slowly crumble around them while they try to hold onto the remaining pieces.

People who know and cease to believe that they have the ability and courage to let go of the dense obscurity in their chests to let in the weight lifting fluorescent.

Who know that they should give up but refuse to give in.

Those are the people who know.

And are not alone.
Please note: I want for whomever is going to read this poem to know that even though you may think and it might seem like you're completely alone, you're not. There is always that one person who's there for you, it could be anybody from your best friend to your grandmother for all you know, but there is always someone out there who is meant to look out and take care of you. Don't loose hope, keep going, not only for the people you care about but - most importantly - for yourself.
Jul 2014 · 547
Knight in Shinning Armor
nxxr Jul 2014
You can see the truth through her gloomy eyes,
All the pain and all the lies,
All the ache in her voice every time she says goodbye.

Every night she falls asleep with tears in her eyes,
And wakes up the next day with a smile,
Hiding all the agony she has paralyzed.

Even though she knows she's dying slowly inside,
She will not show a speck of it,
Nor will she let it over come her.

For she locks it up in the depth of her chest and throws the key away,
As she sets her armor across her heart,
And puts her guard up.

She must fight her own fire breathing dragons,
And dark lurching demons,
To escape this labyrinth of an everlasting nightmare.

She is her own knight in shining armor.
Please note: This poem has no exact meaning behind it so you may interpret or understand it in any way you may like.

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