Nylee 3h

Diving
into The
                   End.

I am studying.
I am dying from exams.
I should get some sleep.

Don's you just love exams? I don't. I hate it.

With untold nights which her sleep was unaccounted for.
As her breathing is the only thing alive about her.
Where everything else about her is simply dead.
Lays under the moonlight on her bedroom.
Forced nocturnally to repeat.

None knows of her horror,
As she refused to succumb anybody else to it.
Till her fragile soul could take not another single thread of pain.
And she would then die.
Every night. Every single night.

Come dawn she would rise,
Back from the dead;
From the cold darkness of she would caved herself into.
And that is how she keep fighting.
Surviving day by day with no improvements.

A woman worth the respect;
The appreciation;
And the great length to be with her.
And one should never stop her from herself.
That is how one should help.


-HIY

I just want to be remembered
like a wound that has yet to heal
even if I am gone when you learn my name
Remember me
for it is a gift all the same.

What happens when the hero dies
When the words aren't right
When I have lost my soul
And I've lost my mind
When all is said and done
And my hope is gone?

lead and
master the
deaths and
others

black out in seattle times little part about charles manson
Sierray 2d

It’s easier to give up than it’s to hold on
It’s easier to die than it’s to live
But, what am I waiting for?
Maybe I’m waiting for the day that I’ll have something worth holding onto, maybe..
Something worthy, cause I know I’m not.
But is it worth the wait?

Die

I want to die the way
Poetry dies
Living in someone's say
Taking many turn it flies

Dying
Sanny 7d

I am afraid.

My inner demons are taking control like never before.

I feel how the darkness makes me rot from inside.

The stench from my walking corpse.

I am so afraid.

I feel how they're winning the last battle.

The person I was is dying, beyond saving.

There's no turning back, I'm a living dead.

Zan Balmore Nov 15

Set the mood
Redline
Build the hill
Fill that stem
Inhale. Hold it in.
Take that breath
Relax. Just relax.

I'm  waving the smoke away
Both hands  extensions of
the atrium  that primes the pump
I'm  beating as bleating
Green veil  is parted re  -  vealed
Reveals  the one I'm afraid of  -  the
old me

I'm  counting days defeated
Dead days  used my blood took
the look that I sculpted and weaponized  - it
as something other

Set the mood
Lazerhawk
Build the hill
Fill that stem
Inhale. Hold it in.
Take that breath
Relax. Relax. Relax.

How am I  a slave to myself  I wonder
I wonder

How am I  a slave?

How am I  a slave to myself  I wonder
I wonder

I  ride the ghost train
I  deify  the old ghosts  -  I
I  never meant to board forever  -  I
Am shadow. Am product. The Ubik.
I  deify  the past as answer  -

nothing left to say
nothing left to say

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