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mj Dec 2018
i was lying on the beach
at 3am
cold and completely alone
starring up at the moon
listening to the waves crash against the shore.
while holding the phone against my ear
listening to your recordings you left on my phone
telling me to call you back
that you would be home soon
and that you loved me so much
not even a thousand page book
could describe the love you have for me
now that i can not hear your voice in person anymore
i'm left to listen to the voicemails you left me
imagining you there
holding me in your arms
hoping you come back
even though it's impossible
Yanamari Aug 2018
These tracks playing in the back of my mind
Into every sound,
Infusing into my veins,
Gripping my heart
As the surrounding muscle contracts
And takes over

Loosening my body
Muscles stiffen,
Peripheral vision darkened
Pump pump
Throat clump
I missed my chance
I missed my chance
Neck outstretched
Eye lids embracing my eyes
You're losing focus
And this distance,
Lack of reassurance,
Eats me up

And so I hide away
Louisa Coller Jun 2018
Hear the phone is ringing, singing beeps
While clinging the phone, swinging your legs
My family has a lot of reasons to call the doctors, my Mother suffers with COPD, my Father himself isn’t the perfect image of health when it comes to getting sick and injuries. My younger Brother being disabled physically and mentally, my older Brother also having his fair share of injections.

I myself, am not much of an exception.

When you arrive into adulthood you realise how much you have to take into responsibility with your health, physical or mental. I knew something wasn’t right and I called up and we chatted and soon I’m going to try and get more help with my mental health as well as try my best to work out a way to control my weight.

When you’ve neglected a lot of yourself for a long time, you tend to have really negative emotions appear in your thoughts. You think is there really a point in changing now? Am I too late? When in reality, no, it’s not. When you are dead – It’s too late.
Jay Dayz May 2018
Surrounded by endless space,
We have one place;
A home in perfect placement,
A little bastion of hope.

It's a miracle we're here,
And graceful we must feel;
But they don't comprehend,
They just don't understand.

Blinded by white lies,
That "Everthing'll be fine"
But is that really true?
Why don't they see the truth?

I wish to save my home,
My little bastion of hope;
But only wanting more,
They destroy evermore.

I wish to give the Earth it's peace
I wish her soul you would release.
But when I speak you shut me out
Just to make society proud.

How can you destroy your home?
How can you just care for more?
Your selfishness will doom us all
Your doomed if you ignore her call
Steep outside and look at the sky. Isn't it beautiful? Breath the air and hear the wind, we're so bless to be right here. Don't ignore the Earths cries, help her out and leave your mark.
Skylar Keith H Jan 2018
20:00 - Dinner
Alone but entertained
I like it that way

21:00 - Skype calls
Not having talked for four days
I've missed her yet the occasional silence is nice

22:00 - Fillers
Scrolling through pictures and sharing thoughts
A pleasant and calm feeling

23:00 - Rethinking
The first hypothetical theories about the day
Laughing at the slip-ups to push them away

00:00 - Reflecting
Doubting choices throughout the week
Faking a small smile

01:00 - Endurance
A familiar feeling spreads
Downcast eyes and a facade of peace

02:00 - Creative
New ideas and thoughts fill up the space
Pick and choosing which ones would hurt the most now

03:00 - Idealistic
Reading stories about happiness, pain and change
Wondering what will become of me

04:00 - Closure
Horrible thoughts tearing down the last walls
Curling up and crying again

05:00 - End
Following a familiar routine before sleep comes
Cradling the broken mind
A familiar Routine
When someone who is close to you.
And suddenly
They are gone
When you wished
That you had made
The effort sooner
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