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Darling, we thought we were golden.
Honey we thought that we had it made.
But my dear, what they don't tell you,
is that the tongue is the sharpest blade.

Darling, we thought we were free,
free from the failures of others our age.
You called us love, my dear,
but if it were love...
If it were love then maybe- just maybe-
I'd want to still be here.

Darling, you called us perfect,
but the walls only hold so much back.
Love, you called me your light in the dark,
but I was eventually covered in black.
Love, you thought that we were eternal. What I didn't tell you was that neither of us are gods.
Hunter Green Feb 2019
With all of the pain, the regret, the mistakes and failures of youth.
How could you let your children fall into this?
I didn’t see it coming,
I didn’t know it could get this dark so fast.
I didn’t know beauty could ruin your mind.
Our basic desires we were born with, are now ripping us apart inside.
And I feel alone, I feel abandoned.
I just wanted love and comfort,
but I received the piercing emptiness of “too soon”.
At least we didn’t go all the way,
we didn’t get married.
Not that a future with you was inconceivable,
but who knows where we’d be now?
Kev Harlequin Jan 2019
No-one will ever know
hiding behind a wall of lies is a weeping brother trying to sew the torn peices of his broken soul back together.
No-one will ever know
he's withering inside but still still trying to grow,
stretching his limbs for help but does anybody notice him there? No.

No-one will ever know
that screaming from behind a veil of make-up is a girl's dying soul.
Wrapped in pretty clothes
she's trying to break free of the hurt she feels inside
but they don't know.
No-one will ever know she's been tormented by her imperfections and failures
and although she tries not to let it show, it does
but does anybody pay attention? No.

No-one really cares
and they all do a good job at pretending not to see or not to know.
Instead of stopping to help
they turn a blind eye on conviction
and they just go.
Poetress2 Dec 2018
Let me introduce myself,
I'm known by all as "Greed;"
I want what others have,
not things that I may need.
~
My name is very popular,
"Rumors" it would be;
I ooze about your town,
bringing lies and false beliefs.
~
"Deceipt" is what they call me,
some use me everyday;
To cause chaos and havic,
as I go my merry way.
~
I think that I am worse,
I'm the "Failures" from your past;
I bring back painful memories,
my devastation's vast.
Lonely Heart Nov 2018
Fantasy intrusions on real life
Thought poverty of Otherself
Gut followed procedure
Shellfish thinking in neither
Self-centered in the dead center
Black and white
Attribution
Failure
Resources dwidled away
A mind lead in disarray
Is this
All that’s left
A scholar’s head
A failing
A paling
A beguilling!
Imitation of real life?
Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2018
Told you my deepest regrets
Then you let them get swept in the wind
Trusted you with those secret moments
You showed me love that was only pretend

It was over long before it began
Should have seen from the start
Ignored my instincts like a fool
Handed you my heart

Somehow kept me frozen in place
Throughout hurt and dishonesty
Despite the tears, fights, long nights
Believed we were meant to be

Thought the pleasure was worth the pain
Was ready to settle for what little you gave
Realized there was hope for inner peace
Though your soul was already too gone to save

Tried all the ways I knew how
To teach you how to turn around
I was too late, your fate since promised
To shadows to which you are bound

I tried to fight demons off
But was battling them alone
Gave every bit of strength I have
Unable to win the war on my own

The silhouettes ailed your soul
Blackness was all you could feel
Dug the dirt out to your center
So deep could never fully heal

Tried to remain standing upright
Counting stars to keep sane
Mapping paths of wild constellations
Scattered across walls of my eager brain

Brightest always burn out fast
Leave traces fading in the sky
Was hard to see past your sparkling surface
Guess I didn't really try

Lost control of persistent thoughts
Failed to mark accurate score
Until your games blurred together
And we weren't certain who was winning anymore

Rules no longer held weight
Meaningless numbers displayed on a page
Order and sense went out the window
We started expressing our rage

Ounces of emotion littered about
The universe and galaxy
Testament to the immensity of our love
Time-tested passion simple to see

We lost important items
Burned to ash and sand
Slashed into scraps of fabric
Left to gather what remained with hands

Each came with a seperate story
To onlookers was all the same shade of red
Neither of us the villian
Could have made better choices instead

Every morning faced new failures
Took awhile to see we werent meant to be
Though apart I still feel threads of you
Your bones woven with strands of me
It was over before it started



















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Vivek Gupta Jun 2018
Stay strong, fight hard!
You'll fail but play your card!
Keeping doing what you like!
One-day you'll get a strike!
Life is unfair!
But You'll get your share!
Someday What you want will happen!
Failure will make you sharpen!
It's okay to be sad sometimes!
Failing is not a crime!
Dedicate yourself and you'll be successful!
After winning, failing seems cool!


                                               -Vivek!
To charge this matter, in all its chaotic fury, without a moment of peace and grace, leaves us battered in a heap of forgotten actions. A choice with no action, an action with no choice are both treasonous to our fate in that it takes no mercy in our results. We fight to keep a struggle under a sea of doubt, gasping for breath until we both fade into the waves. Falling miles from the sky with a determined landing of fatal execution, or being too high and left drifting in endless space. This is the choice I dissolve my being into. Do I leave behind the life I constructed through a limitless desire and burning fire or do I throw away ideas and plans for the chance to hold a reflection of an unshattered heart? Where does this breathe in my soul? How can I end insanity and the vanity? What lives beyond tomorrow when I can barely grasp today?
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