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Bard Mar 2019
To soon
It flows back
My own monsoon
Entry through the cracks
I sink, water rises
Stop think, must stop the crisis
Passing thoughts not enough to float
All this depth makes it so hard to breath
So many holes in the hull, stay afloat
Sail while bailing out in the water reflects death
I jump overboard not going down with the boat
Never thought that my life would become a shibboleth
Gasp on as with the strange tides even death may die, a misquote
"with strange aeons even death may die"- H.P. Lovecraft
DL Poet Mar 2019
Looks like this cursed title falls to me
I’m Gatsby
At least, now I am
Beer money inheritance
Tighter than the rope round his neck
It all falls to me, no glee
Just a ****** musical rolling in my head
I was a kid once
Little more than a dunce
Friends out of my league
Hiding in leaves
Beyond fields of bricks hidden by empty heads
Falling asleep on desks
It’s lazy education
Low preparation
The works of leaving kids stranded
In a world they’ll never get
Falling far of flat
In terms of getting their hands on it
Giving us all a pit
Just weak little gnats
Blood rain leaves us wet
Once again, branded
Who’d have guess high school never ends
In this bad sandbox

Sister never knew about him
He was potential personified
I always new, never said a word
Terribly waiting for him to take the world
Finish each loose end
Understand depths beyond comprehension
Could never really get how he worked
Killed in the end, a waste more than gold
Could have done so much
Underestimated, self-made, the works
Never really got how it worked
Tell me now, how he died
Never mind, I don't wanna know
Throwing me inheritance
Like the father figure I never had
And certainly never deserved
A few years older
Always sticking out his neck
Now a check?
Miss me with that
If I wasn't strapped
It’d go to wreck
Just like his house
At the end of this mess

Robbed beyond repair
Silk robes in the furnace
How did he earn this
A man so earnest
Now he’s in the sternest prison around
In the grave, like a pound for a stray
Waiting for the day
One shot leads to release
In such a permanent way
This won’t lead into peace
It will lead to more delete
Lives hanging in the balance
Bankrupt to the finest
Capacity they could have imagined
But now it’s all me
Suits, colors, and all
Just a puppet for the crew of the ******
Whispering to me through wrinkled polos
Rolling through the power vacuum
And I don’t know
How quickly I’ll be booted
Or how long I’ll hear his voice
Bouncing around in the black water in the back of my mind
Gatbsy! What Gatsby?
annh Mar 2019
Bloodless acceptance; nothing anticipated lest it trigger yearning.
‘There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.’
- Anton Chekhov
Candi Mar 2019
Waiting in despair a chill to the air
Inching closer and closer to peak right thorough
Noticing everything I see, everything about you
Doubt is the only thing which holds me back
Overthinking each play before I react
Waiting patiently for what I do not know, therefore forever I remain right by the window
Candi Mar 2019
Snow covered sidewalks began to melt warmed by the sun
Pulling everyone from their hibernation to explore what is to come
Rays from the sky intensifies, nourishing us within
Internal sunshine is the key to happiness
Nights are cool but just enough to still enjoy outside
Gosh! I'm ecstatic it is finally spring time
Candi Mar 2019
When Left in solitude or when surrounded by many
The Overwhelming stillness of it all sets in
The Numbness pours over your body making you wish
something Else was there
But Life has its way of making your senses disappear
The Yearning of it all seems less sever
03-21-2018
Candi Mar 2019
Convince me that what you see is truly a reflection of me
Am I all that you think me to be or is this just a fantasy
Never truly knowing what lies deep within    
Determined to discover is there more to this gem
Introverted to the core but quickly clawing out
Curious to see things from a third person view
Exactly what would I see if I looked at me like you do
03-21-2018
Candi Mar 2019
Fierce combat in an unknown land
One winner, may the best man withstand
Race against the elements, surrounded by foes
The battle is underway, stock up on ammo
Navigate the grounds, try to stay out of sight
If spotted be prepared for a brutal fight
Time nears the end only two remain
Everything fades black that’s the end of the game
03-17-2018
Jaluna Rolik Mar 2019
Hear the beat
Embrace it
And you'll find
Racing
Thoughts just
Slipping by
Jaluna Rolik Mar 2019
Color the world a
Happy hue,
Aiding others,
Righting wrongs,
Intents so
True to
Your heart.
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