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TS Lefort May 30
Deeper than these scars within,
Cuts the fear of failing you;
Runs wider than the seas combined,
Tides of time are crashing down,
I cannot stop this drowning man;
Gasps of truth still hurting you,
Sinking now in waves of shame,
I can never find my breath again.

TS Lefort
Mrs Anybody May 7
when
my tongue
fails
to speak
my mind
writes
the unspoken words
down

but what
do i do
when my mind
fails to speak
too?
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Artem Mars Mar 27
No one calls me smart
They all check my grades
Mockery of the success
Shameful of the less
Trophy for being a disappointment
I try my hardest
Just for the attention
The approval
Is what keeps me going
I want an A
But I’m labeled with a B, C, D, or F
The attention is all wrong
The ridicule
Not reward
Nothing feels retained
I want a place to post
To show I’m more
To feel seen and liked
To see mean and nice
To share what I do with a brush
What I can do with facepaint
See others
Share songs
But it's about **** time
That they see it isn't
The showing to others
That ensured my demise
The help they would give me
The eyes and the ears
To feel seen and heard
The spotlight again
It will shine on my face
As if everyone cared
As if I wasn't so scared
And I would feel cured
But the labels I gain
Seem to be retained
Without a constraint
Of worry and pain
School is no longer about learning, it's about passing
With hard hammers and soft glibness
They approached the forest,
It's encroaching majesty looming,
threatening to overwhelm

Sharp tools were used to trim,
To tear and rend through supple vine,
Felling great trees
As flames engulfed the underbrush

Each man and woman smiled,
exchanging thoughtful pleasantry,
Hi-fives and good-hearted jokes;
Completion of a hard days task

They returned the next day,
Trucks full of building materials,
Tools in rough calloused hands
Only to find the forest renewed

The forest had returned
With a mighty vengeance,
Unapologetic at it's thicker growth,
Looming over the workers

Greater tools of destruction were wielded
Attacking the forest,
Until barely a stem or stump stood
And cries of shared victory echoes

Yet the following day
The forest stood again, in quiet majesty,
Man and woman will never learn;
No matter the tinkering
We are not the masters of nature
But mastered by it
Brooke Feb 24
My thoughts are racing
And my heart rate’s climbing
I wish I knew
how to calm down

But once the spinning starts
It’s impossible to stop
The crazy seeps in and
I can’t make out

A single thought
My mind becomes a blur
And my breathing, stops
Or so it seems to me

It feels like I can’t breathe
But maybe that’s just my lungs
Failing me
The way my mind breaks me

I wish I had a way
To escape this pain
To release this fear
That I am holding, onto

It looks like a lifeline
But it’s a sinking weight
That pulls me down with every wave
Of every mistake that I will make

My logic has abandoned me
and i can’t think straight
Jacob Charest Feb 20
A distant voice speaks out
tells me to wake up
it echoes through my head
condescending
a moment of dread

chasing aspirations
a minute passes
my failures catch me
time to gather the masses

hunt me down
pick me back up
show me where I was
show me how things end up

what could this be?
a forgotten fever dream
a simple symphony
a glitch in time
it's all a memory
Poetic T Feb 22
You were petroleum.

rhymes polluting the world..

          They were more deceased
than what your mouth ran off,

with your pollutive words..


              Clogging up others lungs.
    
You thought you were a driving force,

but you were a traffic jam...
    clogging up others lungs with
your stagnant rhymes,

              oh,  
you just stalled one more time..

But I'm rechargeable, neve missing
             a mile, while you ran out of
class about five miles back..

Your more extinct than the crude words
                                      you run off..
Dam I'm on the roadside choking on your exhaust.

But when I'm going, I'll never be polluting my
       rhyme, every breath is fresh.

And your extinct like what you run off..
I've decided I can ******* nail this school year.
I ****** up and I'm ****** up,
But this postitivity lasted longer than 4 days.
Imma cry a **** ton,
But I can do it.
It's gonna be hard next year,
But if I can do this year, the next one can too.

I'LL ******* BE ALRIGHT
A poem every day.
13-2-20

me? being positive? that's new? :)
Amanda Jan 26
I AM SO TIRED OF FAILING
AT THE BOTTOM NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I TRY SO HARD
I CAN'T SEEM TO GET IT RIGHT
I **** EVERYTHING UP ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
EXCEPT FOR WHEN I WRITE
The title of this poem is referencing the fact that this is posted entirely in capital letters haha. My bad.
Robby Jan 4
I know you are worth more than this
I know you are worth more
I know you
I know
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