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Amanda O'Brien Nov 2015
I start this off without any words
But they will come
This is a blessing and a curse
These words and memories I wish to forget are my salvation and damnation all in one
Inside I am screaming
No one knows
No one cares
What can I do ?
Nothing
I'm tired of being mad
I'm tired of being sad
All I want to do is to say what's on my mind
I just want to scream i'm afraid if I start I will never stop
Maybe that's not a bad thing
I'm trying to explain
It really hurts my brain
Who will care? I am afraid, I am so frightened of who I am I can't speak
I am usurped by panic at the thought of another day on this drudgery that is my own existence
There are no other options …
I am described as a disaster
Because my heart has been fixed with plaster
I may not have forgiven myself for the shame
But I can't wallow in my sorrow
Because I have to make something of tomorrow
Repedily  I  regurgitate the same old sentiment of positivity and hopeless hopefulness
That I have grown so accustomed to.
“ Tomorrow is a new and better day”
“ It has to stop raining sometime”  ~ Has anyone heard “ Our thoughts determine our reality”?
So if tomorrow is another day how should I face it should it become another today ?
So why do I continue to say these things ?
For the benefits of myself ?  
Or for those who are listening.



Written by:
Amanda O’Brien
K Balachandran Nov 2015
"Perhaps I am late" perplexed he thought and rushed forward,
the place was deserted as if an invisible  cloud of grief has descended.
The intermittent gun shots , he mistook as the beginning of  fireworks,
he stepped on the manicured lawn, wondering where all others had gone.

He stopped stunned,blood was splattered allover, there a night began .
Bianca Reyes Nov 2015
Love is my nemesis
Shape shifts into another
Leaves me battered and frail
I try to fight but why bother
Love will always prevail
I enjoy all forms of this
Let us rise and hail
My persistent nemesis
Brianna Oct 2015
I want to paint the skies with the fire in your eyes. I want to use your passion and your taste for the lasting things in life. I would use every color available to me.

I want to cause volcanoes to explode with the tension we know is already there. I want to taste your lips against mine. I want to show the world what the definition of lust is.

I want to make you smile and I want to make you laugh. I want to watch as you fall slowly and madly in love with me. I want to watch your mind sway like the wind.

I want to cause a hurricane in your head and fill your lungs with water making it impossible to breath when you're around me. I want your bones to shake like there's an earthquake when you watch me undress for you.

In a world of nature vs. nurture, I want to watch your nature come crashing into mine. I want to nurture the passion and fuel the fire above until we burn up and all that's left is that lasting memory.

BH 2015
Bitterness and envy

Engulf my soul; I am

The tides of the sea,

Crashing to shore with

Rage and beauty.

The only difference is that

The ocean is courageous, and

I am flawed.
Ann M Johnson Oct 2015
The Market crashed as the people dashed
   All the banks closed down
   The people frowned
   Natural disasters were all around
   Stock brokers quite literally took a dive
   Many people died
   On the day the earth stood still

    The daily grind
     The worry over bills
      Was replaced with the need to just survive
       Some people rioted just to get something to eat
       On the day the earth stood still
        
       Some people screamed
        While others cried
         Some people looked down looking for someone to blame
         Still others looked outward and sought ways to help out
        Some people banded together to keep each other and their         neighbors alive
        Some people looked up
       While some people prayed for wisdom for themselves and others
        to get through this trial
        Some people looked within only and felt all alone
        Still others thought of this as a test of their will
        On The Day The Earth Stood Still
        
         I wonder if we were faced with this crisis
         would we stand together
         or fall apart ?
         perhaps the answer is found already in our hearts
         If we are lacking a strong network of family and friends
          Now is the time to start
          We don't want to be found slacking if the world falls apart
                     Sometimes things happen in a blink of an eye
                    It might be best to get ready just in case
                    No time left for slacking if The Earth Stands Still
I recently watched the Movie San Andres, and it got me thinking and writing with this as a result. I would love your feedback and comments Thank You !
As reason clouds my eyes with splendor fading, I see the future open wide beyond believing
Illusions of the moonlight,
a reflection of sorrow that I have became
Illusions, I am made of
A creation of disaster, I am
My soul,
screaming out for escape of this monstrosity that I have created
Why must I become this?
Aroody Sep 2015
As soon as you left,  
The sun went away,  
The sky turned sad ,
So it started to rain,  

In my tears I could drown,  
As I wore the sorrow crown ,
When I looked at the moon going down ,
The sky went dark just like your gown ,

The stars went away,
It was a disaster night and day,
In darkness I sat and started to pray,  
That you come back to me one day,  
To you I  have got a lot to say,  

Away from you,  
My days are cold,  
My nights are dark,  

Come back please a minute away from you is a billion years of sorrow.....
Away from the one you love could be the worst thing ever, Takecare of them while they are beside you.. :)
Tatiana Apr 2017
Look at how large the tree is
with all of its branches
reaching for the sky.
Look at all of those people
hanging off the edge,
limply swinging into each other.


What a disaster.
© Tatiana
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