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Poetic T Feb 2017
Never tear a deliberation
for those who discipline themselves on
                                               others misery.

Nothing is worthless in the eyes of a mother.

Envy of others is a delusion of there weakness,
                          just look them in the eye and smile

say in silence,


                     ******* Gesture

And smile while walking off....
Never let others rule over your emotions we are all one species..
Dark Delusion Feb 2017
It's getting darker every minute.
I'm scared.
The light is disappearing.
The silence is surrounding me.
Not even my shadow is here.
Every second my mind gets filled with fear.
I'm shaking, it's so cold.
I'm dying.

It's a delusion.
My mind is playing tricks on me.
I'm lost.
There's nothing I can do.
I can't escape my own imagination.
I wish I just could fall asleep.
But if I do, I might not wake up again.

I need to hide.
I need to get away.
I can't wait for so long.
The light is deceiving me.
It's not the first time this happened.
The memories from last time is gone.
But everything seems so familiar.
The dark.
The moon.
And myself in this state.

*Am I going crazy again?
Gabriel burnS Jan 2017
marriage is
just two letters
longer than
mirage
(penned by different feathers)
but is Mr. Age
what matters
as he does
for cars in a garage?
I'm not sour,
or looking for revenge
or recompense.
I know it's your fault,
for not being
what I want.

But I will forgive you,
if you given me what I want.
Just change your mind,
change this life's font.

Give me acclaim,
for all my talent's n' passion.
come; see sense,
you know it's
what I deserve ,
n' what I want

And I will forgive you,
if you given me what I want.
Just change your mind,
change this life's font.
Robert Ronnow Jan 2017
Quiet morning.
Successful surgery.

No tv!
Watch weather.

Do nothing.
Be nameless.

Suppose cows.
Scare crows.

Harmless habits.
Armless robot.

Like a delusion.
A late night movie.

Expect to forget
and be forgotten. Information.

Interstate.
Toilet seat.

How soon after cryogenesis
can one cry or *******?
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--title from a tune by Tommy Turrentine
Jet Rose Jan 2017
I have split the sane and insane part of me into a helplesss philosophical mind party.
The faces I see staring at me, seem scary as a clown on ecstasy.
I cant quite keep it together, the tight rope is wearing thin
I can barley function my paranoir is setting in
I'm trapped between two worlds of helplessness and shame
Each one trying to dominate the game
The apocalypse is real and I'm in the middle
They say its mental illness, I say its real
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