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Persephone Faust Mar 2018
It use to be easy to love you,
I really wanted to hate you,
I use to be lost without you,
But I don’t know what I should feel for you.

You left me,
You came back.
It was the beginning of a pattern,
I accepted without question.

Then California came into your mind,
And I’d knew you’d leave one last time.
There was no coming back,
There was no goodbyes,
I laid in the corner of my bed and cried.

But you were gone,
You didn’t care.
The emptiness you left in me,
Grew into something more.

You cracked the foundation,
The foundation of me.
You stole my heart,
Out of my chest, and watched me bleed.

You said you loved me,
Claimed to care.
But when I really needed you,
You were never really there.

I was nothing to you.
Just a person for you to use.
You’re the devil in disguise,
You build your future on lies.

Your lies gave you a power.
And I fell for you in my weakest hour.
You built me up,
Just to toss me aside.

You assumed I was fragile,
And I will admit I was.
My remains were shattered,
Broken on the ground.

But I picked myself back up,
When you left town.
No I will never get the,
Pieces of me I gave to you freely.

I don’t want them back.
Keep them, trash them,
Put them on a shelf and stare,
I’m like the tin man,
With no heart,
So I don’t really f*ing care.

I rebuilt myself stronger,
Replaced my old brain,
Stole courage from a lion,
I roar now without pain.

It’s like clicking my heels,
And saying there’s no place like home,
I’ll leave my memories of you in a basket,
On the dirt road where we once started from.

This isn’t Kansas,
This isn’t Oz,
This is the rebellion of my long lost heart.
Alexis D Cruz Feb 2018
baby, don’t cry.
you’ll be alright.
I know right now, you’re terrified.
I know that you’ve found the best place to hide.

you live in a place where guns equal power,
and where laws don’t protect you so you’re forced to cower.

gunshots fire and you can’t tell if they’re near.
the only thing you’re sure of is irrefutable fear.

you hold your breath, frozen in place.
all you want is to feel safe.
tears trickle down your innocent face.

you question whether or not you’ll make it out alive.
well, baby, don’t cry.
no matter what happens, we’ll continue to fight for your life.
Something HAS to be done. More voices, our words need to be heard, seen... We can be the ones to help contribute the means to keep this from happening.
harlon rivers Oct 2017
when you start
feeling as if
just being you
    is not enough ,..

when you see
the sunlight slipping away
sliding into the ocean
and the outbound tide
    is pulling strong ,..

   gravity throbs downward ―
you see it's weight groan
pacing in lonely eyes,

you feel it's burden
bear down on
a wayfaring stranger
   wandering away alone ,..
wondering what went wrong

stalled by a riverside
frozen in time ;
walking on slippery rocks
and fallen stars,
searching for peace
along the meandering shoreline

the waterfall surrenders
a river's silent lament ;
the storm gales' surge stirs
the urge for moving on

a heart broken knows
how fickle tides change
which way the wind blows ,..

which way the rain
     comes falling down ―

watershed moments
undulating
serpentine rivers,

unbridled terrain waters
veritably cascading  beyond
blurred latitudes,
uninhibitedly drifting
     in shapeless symmetry ―

a deep ocean rises
with the calling tide's
murmur,

  the shorebirds linger ;
hole up with the peace
of the unsullied sands
at the sea stained
      tide-mark ―

barnacles cling
to the pulse
of the tidal sway
where starfish hold on to
   slippery rocks ,..

being enough
to while away
just a little bit longer ―

to simply let it all be
and wholly wash out
in the water
waiting for the tide change,

to swallow whole
the rivers stagnant flow,
immersing
    the stars in swirling silence ―

in the unrestrained
    rhythm and the sea ...
mazy rivers ...October 25, 2017
thank you for reading

just be you
no matter wherever you feel
the earth move under your feet;
no matter which way
the wind blows ―

"Slip Slidin' Away": song title by Writer(s): Paul Simon 1977
https://youtu.be/U7PBjKzaQEw
drumhound Mar 2017
You chase me with a word
like a bratty brother
chases a little sister
with a cricket
holding the legs of intimidation
near my ear
taunting
as you have done
many times before -
sometimes with a cricket of inferiority
or a cricket of slavery
but always a cricket of judgement.
You portend to have the power
to put it on me
until the tear in my eye
becomes enough....  

My teeth gnash
wrapping around the finger that dangled
the last cricket of taunting,     
a pest of manipulation,
held with your insect-filled arrogance    
and I chew defiantly
masticating your ability
to ever chase me again.
Choose it now
swallow or spit
it's irrelevant -
your threats are dead.
Sometimes the best thing we can do is snap.
SabreLi Dec 2016
Sick of having to compromise
My morals and beliefs
I’m sick of institutionalised
Corruption and deceit
Decisions, decisions; ‘it’s all fair’ you see
But ‘fair’ isn’t fair, between you and me.

No pain, no gain, earmarked again
But what else do you expect?
You’re a tiny fish in the shark’s domain
There’s no such thing as respect.

Word hard, lie harder, that’s the motto
Be the best act around
Tell them ‘there’s always tomorrow,’
‘Opportunity abound’
Decisions, decisions; ‘it’s all fair’ you see
But ‘fair’ is unfair, between you and me.

No pain, no gain, earmarked again
But what else do you expect?
You’re a tiny fish in the shark’s domain
There’s no such thing as respect.

Bite your tongue and swallow your pride
It’s all part of the game
They say ‘your turn will come in time’
But how long can I wait?
Delusions, Illusions; it’s not fair you see
Enough is enough, if you ask me.

No pain, no gain - walk out again
‘Cos what else do you expect?
Just a tiny fish in a shark’s domain
Life is too short for regrets.

Copyright ©2016-2017 KF
Written after an episode of frustrated disappointment I had a while ago.
Samm Marie Aug 2016
You never gave a ****
Even when I loved you
But you're one hell of an actor
You had me believin'
Everything would be okay
And took it from my right to breathe
And now I'm suffocating
Tryin' to get you erased
My heart, it's screamin'

I could have loved you forever
Unconditionally
But then you went and ******* me over
Almost abusively
If not for circumstances I would try to get you back
But seeing as the circumstance is me
And I'm done playing games
Just know
I could have loved you forever

You won't hurt me again
Because now I'm guarded
There's no way you can get to me
So the story goes
Hidden deep within me
Is a soul strong enough to survive
And now I'm suffocating
Fightin' for the air I breathe
My tears, they're streamin'

I could have loved you forever
Unconditionally
But then you went and ******* me over
Almost abusively
If not for circumstances I would try to get you back
But seeing as the circumstance is me
And I'm done playing games
Just know
I could have loved you forever

It's my time now though
And your time to go
You're not welcome back here anymore

I could have loved you forever
Forever
Unconditionally
But I know I'll find better
Good enough for me
If not for circumstances I would try get you back
But seeing as the circumstance is

I could have loved you forever
Unconditionally
But then you went and ******* me over
Almost abusively
If not for circumstances I would try to get you back (try to get you back)
But seeing as the circumstance is me
Just know
I could have loved you forever

Forever baby
I could have loved you forever
http://soundcloud.com/user-314614224/i-could-have-loved-you-forever
Stephanie Grace Aug 2016
I don’t think I can write anymore
because I’m too sad to even explore
different options and alternate endings
they all result in the same evening.
Becky Littmann May 2014
When the time finally arrives
it's that feeling your body thrives
you suddenly become more alive
but with that you realize
it's not something you want to use to strive
because in your eyes, your happiness is lies
as your feelings reach new highs
& you see darkness in your skies
you years you slowly ****
but to you it is another cheap thrill
you do it all on your own will
either as a line or a pill
no matter what you'll get your fill

You just do a little more as you go
when your high becomes a low
you hope nobody will ever know
but your dependency is beginning to show
one minute you're happy the next mad, you think it's
just a fad but really inside you're sad, sad because of how
you became
now you're just filled with shame, since you're stuck in this never
ending
addiction game, with that you're life will never be the same....
& you're the only one to blame
about a friend that was in denial of ever having a problem

— The End —