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Dec 2015 SJ

Sting

Dec 2015 SJ

Scott Horror

Sting

I'm Bitter
like the coffee
stains on your teeth
scars on my legs
no Difference

I'm Bitter
with a twist of metal
tastes like blood
on the skin of your teeth
down the side of my arm
no Difference

I'm Bitter
because I am alone
no sweet soul has mingled
intertwined with mine
my dull grey eyes
the sweater you stole
no Difference

I'm Bitter
because my showers sting
and my wrists itch
and my pants are long
and my love life is gone
and you won't let me go
let me Go
let me Subside
let me Drown
no Difference

This is a stream of consciousness poem about me and someone I liked

#suicide #sad #dying #depression #death #mental #bitter #sick #selfharm #cut

Dec 2015 SJ

A madman

Dec 2015 SJ

Hariharan S

A madman

I see people looking at me when I’m not yelling at them.
I see people running away from me when I’m pelting stones at broken cars.
I’m walking alone with barking dogs.
I see crying kids when I smile at them.
I see hand prints all over my body for eating fruits.
I see my black eye in a mirror, all for just asking food.
I hear screaming horns, when I’m just crossing the road.
I hear shoutings, when I’m just trying to sleep in the park.

All that I do is what I do.
All that I take is what I never asked for.

I see no difference between you and me.
Is it because you are yourself, and I am me?

#youandme #madman #roadside #iamme

Dec 2015 SJ

The warmth beyond the chill

Dec 2015 SJ

Carson Hurley

The warmth beyond the chill

And then it struck me,
the wintery madness.
The cold ebbed through
the cracks of my frozen
skin, sinking deep into my bones.
I have never felt the cold like this,
albeit it was a cold unspent in misery.
For I knew I was coming home to you.

Dec 2015 SJ

Confidence Now Gone

Dec 2015 SJ

Nathan Horkstrom

Confidence Now Gone

Her eyes, they used to shine so bright,
Her wrists, scared with the troubles of her life.
Her heart, so warming and so pure,
Her words, so confident and sure.

Lately you've been digging your own grave,
Burying all the love that I gave.
Loss in reality and the ideas of living,
Giving up on everything, your life is slowly slipping.

But thats what you've always wanted,
Always taking yourself for granted.
Your life being over, thats nonsense,
What happened to all your Confidence.

Dec 2015 SJ

End of the line

Dec 2015 SJ

Carson Hurley

End of the line

How have I wound up to be so quenched
of laughter, and beautiful conversations?
Does the silent sadness play a sorrowful tune
in the darkest depth of my despair?
How can a man move forwards
in such a bitter gale.
I fear that all I can do is lay down to die......
In my inexorable death,
torment has its final wicked way.