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Angel Mar 2017
I can’t hug them, I can’t even see them
They are the reason for me to live.
I just have to believe.
I thought I was close
But suddenly the chances closed
I and my fandom are inseparable
But meeting them seems impossible.
I said I love you… you can’t feel it,
I cry for you… you can’t even see it
Because I’m just one of your million fans.
Impossible to hold your hands.
I’ve realized,
No matter what will happen
I’m just a girl in the crowd
Screaming loud.
Impossible to reach you.
Lol, this is dedicated to Bangtan Sonyeondan i made this because i feel infires rn
Stella Matutina Mar 2017
Insanity is running into the same wall,
Over,
And Over again.

You're stuck in that same room,
With those same people.
Crying out,
Screaming out,
Pounding your first on that door.
That door that is locked.

So you quit.
The door isn't opening,
Those people are still talking,
Blissfully unaware.
Unaware of the suffocating trap they live in.

So I will find ways to mingle,
In this lonely, isolated room.
I will find ways to smile.
My coping mechanisms will stay behind closed doors,
And I will survive.

But when that door opens,
And chaos finally breaks loose,
Hell hath no fury,
For what I will unfold.
I'm in a  vengeful mood today
Julie Grenness Jan 2017
It was all a mystery,
Part of human history,
Was it a doorway with no door?
A portal closed for ever more,
Was it all ancient knowledge?
Forgotten in human's college,
The door to the in-between,
A closed door is all that's seen,
It was all a mystery,
Part of human history!
Feedback welcome.
liebling Jan 2017
I know
why we close our eyes
when we kiss:
so that we never see things
close enough
to realize
the truth

*nothing lasts forever
1.1.2017
Dev A Dec 2016
Don’t tell me you’re open minded
When you squeeze your eyes shut
At the mere idea that you *might be wrong.
Atlas Dec 2016
I've fallen in love with a ghost, a man, an angel with crooked wings.
I've fallen in love with the way he speaks, every tick and twitch, the way he looks when he's anxious.
I want to preserve him in poems and picture books.
His soul bears the weight of every cigarette and tear he has shed.

Poor lonely ghost, why do you hide behind closed curtains and mountain man ****** hair?
Poor lonely ghost, no one can get close to you,
Only because you are too scared of getting hurt.
So instead, you hurt yourself because it's easier this way.
Poor lonely ghost, you live inside a cave, insist it's better being alone with your things and your heavy thoughts.
But the weight, it grows.
Poor soul, you were not built to hold the weight of a lonely mans world.
With all of his tears and broken hearts and anxieties and cigarettes and sad poetry.

Please take care of yourself, my lonely ghost.
And please try to open to curtains and watch the sunrise.
Elemenohp Nov 2016
What brings us together,
Will pull us apart;
For there is no winning in love
When only one, has a heart.

When you say forever,
I'll have no reply;
For you're trying to be clever
With words I hear, as a lie.
The rhyme that comes to mind whilst I try to fall asleep.
Ravanna Dee Oct 2016
They say eyes never lie.
But how can I know,
when yours are always closed?
When you're always blocking out the world?
Never opening up, or risking being exposed?
How can I know,
if truth is what you speak?
when your eyes,
never tell a thing?
Don't really know where this came from...
When did I close the window shut the light?
Wishing for darkness for an endless dream.
About life I do not have,
About love that is not mine,
About you who I cannot hold,
About dream that wouldn't last.
Lady Bird Sep 2016
walls closing in
no where to turn
in this dark room

blindfolded
four corners
sealing the cracks

determination
being cautious
closed doors

lost thoughts
cubed inside
frustration

four huge walls
must get out of
this locked box
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