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In thee it flies, down thee it sighs
There got thee back to the leap
of graceful nihilism we dwell upon
of forgottened veil unfolds in.
Confessed, the sin invites.

In me it strikes, down me it ties
Cuz’ ain’t you a stranger too?
Absurdity afloating back and forth,
Alienation flattering be and not
Nauseated, the chestnut tree sprouts.

In hell it inane, down hearth it ablaze
Until the sprakle’s all but gone
Not in the way off the grounded What
But on the sheer of That it is
Unhindered, the cradling halo fades.

In blue it prattles, down black it blusters
Can’t the passenger paint a red eye?
Sailboat shivering on the sea
Salvation shotting at the sky
Stumbled, the fallen angel flees.

From a whisper sinking so close away:
Here’s a flight doomed to fall
a leap led to lost
But I’ll show you how
16:44 May 11, 2024. In the meeting hall.
No music to fill lonely ears
No objects occupying each idle hand
To distract from reality
Life void of electronics I can't stand
Prompt: spend two hours with no electronics and write down how you feel
RT Naintial Sep 15
I used to picture you with vibrant colors,
With melodies you once sang,
with flowers that smell as precious as you.
They were rocks thrown at me.
They were small yet brittle.
I stood still,
you could barely notice those rocks,
Those rocks accumulated in me an
Soon enough it impaled me,
I pictured you mourning,
Selfish of me yet i pictured,  
I wanted you to breakdown just like i did,
Piece by piece, drop by drop
I wanted your flesh just like how i gave mine,  

“A feat of friendship!” i remember backbiting you.
Yet a piece of me wanted sympathy,
A piece of me wanted to be heard
as this impale by life hurts little
because your ignorance takes it all.
Lostling Sep 16
I cried
But no tears fell,
Frozen by the winter air

Bound by frost
Bound by guilt
Bound by darkness

It carried a lonely chill
That settled in my bones
Forever there

Just like me in my grave
Cradled in the arms of death
Why would I want to leave?
Down Day
1DNA Aug 9
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Plump cherries bloom in red,
In front of them is nature's blood.
Holy liquor, provider of life,
Slowly rots with doubtful eyes.

Down a marcid girl weeps dust,
Her tears of drought carve soil rust.
No sign of life is within view,
In her bed of auburn hue.

Deep beneath, a siren sings,
A haunted tune of sorrow clings.
Let them flourish, let them know,
The red they see is an angel sown.

Six feet down, she’ll try her best,
From her waning pulse to eternal rest.
She’ll pull the roots with all she had,
And let them know to not be scared.

Six feet down, hard she’ll weep,
To not shed dirt but let blue seep.
She’ll bring up life, good or ****,
And let them grow from memory seeds.

Six feet down, is a praying soul,
Hoping they'll see through the cracks and the holes.
Until then, let them know, let them know,
That all that's red is not a life gone cold.

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Peekaboo! Im not dead! Yet-
What do you guys interpret from this piece?
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Thank you Agnes, for giving me the push just when I needed.
It truly means so, so much to me!
Love
Chris Pea Jul 12
Darkness, is the lack of light
where nothing is bright
the black of a moonless night
deepest depth of the greatest sea where the day is out of sight

Darkness is a pressured mind
where life and people are all unkind
where your crying heart constantly pined
and depression weighs down to render you fatally blind

Give it time
without a sign
sun will shine
the blackness will be forgotton, for a while you'll be fine
I kept thinking you’d soften
if I stayed quiet enough,
if I showed you what gentleness and love looked like,
that you might try it on.

But you never changed.
You never even blinked.
And I kept bleeding
thinking it was part of love.

I wanted you to be better.
Not for me-
but for you.
But wanting didn’t make you kind.
It only made me blind.

You didn’t hurt me by accident.
That’s just who you are.
And I’ve spent too long
writing apologies in my own pain
for expecting more.

So I’ll stop pretending
there’s a softer version of you
waiting just around the corner,
just to make things a little easier.
Seeing things clearly
Odd Odyssey Poet Dec 2024
Gravity becomes increasingly
envious of everyone: who've put me
down, kept me down - to let me down.
Amanda Kay Burke Nov 2024
Pain within my every word
Mental instability
Never very kind or patient
Definitely not conducive to tranquility

Oh to be free all I long for
World exterminated of hate
Something I've dreamt about often
Life has refused to cooperate

Relaxation an overstayed houseguest
Won't take my subtle hints to leave
Some think I enjoy lazy demeanor
Desperately wish goals I could acheive

I'm not worthless degenerate
Just process events differently than most
A am a lost soul fighting depression
Inside haunted by a nameless ghost

With zero way to discover a road to bliss
Words I scribble my comfort when dark
Everything is a fleeting experience
Perception altered by every harmful remark

Is swallowing truth so hard
That it sticks in back of my throat?
If it is I'll forcefully choke it down
Weight why it's difficult to float
I got hit with writer's block so that's why the ending is somewhat abrupt
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