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Field Of Moons Aug 2014
YOU

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CONFLICTING



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ME,





YOUR






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FRICTION.
For those people that try there very best to fight against you twenty four seven.
Shruti Atri Aug 2014
the road is long,
and I already feel alone;
this journey is the path:
to what I wish to atone.

I'm not sure of where I'm going,
I don't even know if I'm going the right way;
but I know what I leave behind, at home:
with every step, you seem further away.

I see a light ahead,
I stand here confused;
do I want that light, without you?
the thought itself leaves me amused:

no matter how far I get,
there's one thing I'll always know:
as the day ends, I'll return,
'cause after leaving you, *where will I go?
On trying to let go...
infinite mind Aug 2014
you're fortunate she says
How can she judge
From the materialistic outside shell
The hidden interior battle shields the inside
Shooting bullets of uncertainty
Shattering the nerve endings
Crushing the esteem built from childhood
Coating every fibre with tears
Keeping its silence locked
in chains deep within

Very fortunate she says
Yet the battle continues to scrape the edges of destruction
But she cannot see
She is oblivious to it all
Because it is hiding
- taking shelter in the trenches of my fragile body
The difficulty when nobody sees.
Aaron Bee Aug 2014
I'd much rather be
Dead
Then to live any
While longer
Life is difficult
So am I.
Why do we have
To stare at each other
In the eyes
Life challenges me
To put the
Gun;
Silver, cold, and ready
Up to my head.
The real challenge is to
Pull the trigger
Of such a powerful
Item, that exemplifies
Blasphemy in
Common activities
Adventures of "Sad"
Michael Amery Aug 2014
Cannot find the words when
I have nothing to say...
sour avocado Jul 2014
Everything tells me not to worry
There is not a thing wrong with you
You're wired a little differently
It gets better
I have to remind myself daily
Only in Holland could the words of truth
Come out to the world
To people I'll never see again
And maybe it's better that way and
Maybe I'm not what I think I am
But that's okay, and it's okay to not
Know, but right now I need to
Breathe, and breathe, and know
That everything will be alight
It has to get better
I have to know that the end will pan out
I won't lose the few friends I've captured
In my hold or the people I hold so dear
They seem so clueless, but then
Maybe not
It'll get better.
a little note to myself.  while travelling with some people I finally came out in Holland at a picnic.  Many of those people I will never see again in my life.
M Jul 2014
Feeling lost and gone
In need of simple song
The shortest stick is drawn
Lies, but you'll go along

Touch you one last time
"Goodbye," and all your cries
A final sign
To sever all your ties

But it cannot be done
You will not be drowned
Under my midnight sun
You cannot make a sound

Amazed you have been saved
I wish you could *hear* this... the way my brain told it to me has such a haunting tune... I guess you can make your own.
Colleen Cavanagh Jul 2014
My vision was blurred
And your voice was only a distant echo.
I tried to reply, but my words were slurred
So all you heard was a garbled mess.
You said that I was "too difficult"
As my throat clenched, holding back *****.
You turned, claiming it wasn't my fault,
But as I stumbled after you, I knew it was.
My mind was slow, fuzzy, as I tried to recall
All the times you carried me home.
All the times I was too far gone to walk steadily.
And I realized suddenly that I'd been a burden.
That you resented me for those times I needed you.
But I also remembered how hurtful you were,
How you tormented me, controlled me.
I cried myself to sleep all alone that night.
I woke up with a headache, still sick about losing you.
But I gathered myself and thought for a long while.
I may have been a burden, but you were an instigator.
You never gave me the love I deserved for loving you.
I can let you go now, for
I believe the end of us was your fault, your mistake;
I was only under the influence of heartbreak.
Wide Eyes Jul 2014
Soothing soothing melody, soul-embracing lyrics
There was nothing her dimpled smile couldn't fix.
Her thoughts were joyous rainbows, her sorrows balloons
With every verse they burst and fell into ruins.

His smiling eyes stared only into hers,
In her head she could hear the delightful verse.
Their walks infinite, their talks ceaseless.
Like the rhythm of her melody- a pleasant weakness.

Curiosity, confession, chaos.
Silence in her mind and silence outside it.
Misconceptions, melancholy, mistaken.
She paid for her actions in tears.

Black balloons in the black sky surged one by one,
Her thoughts were rain in a sky sans sun.
Her departed dimpled smile nothing could ever fix,
Painful painful melody and emotionally deafening lyrics.
A poem about heartbreak. The same song that once symbolised happiness now makes her sad. The third para is free verse on purpose- to denote the chaos.
Sean G Jun 2014
they ask me to describe myself

using only one word

which isn't difficult

becuase only one word

ever comes to mind:

useless.
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