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Deja Nov 4
what if i live out every dream i have? what if it's everything i hope for and then some? i hope i find majority of my wants in the same places i find what i needed.

of course i'm scared. of course i have an ample amount of fears. but i will have to face them all someday. no one can live in a nightmare just as much as they can survive a dream.
I'm an astrologer and I've been thinking about my saturn return lately. I am scared of my future but this helped I think.
G Valentine Nov 4
I've been American dreaming...a slumber of days untold.
American dreaming...a longing for the days of old.

Because old dogs can't seem to stop turning tricks and the lotto's been called again but I still haven't won my picks.

American dreaming of days of the past where bad things were common and women wore masks.

Of smiles and deceit to hide their fate from the men with knives who swore they'd made the pain fade.

Away to the future where "******" run amok, and the ones elected to "save" us couldn't give a f---.

Yes, I'm American dreaming, of a place welled up with pride, I'm American dreaming as we **** ourselves from the inside.

In a place screaming "Freedom" as we duck and run to hide.
The abyss pulls us closer as we put our trust into those who've lied,

to save their skin, because we only back the best...
I'm American dreaming...but I can't seem to get no rest.
An ode to the outcomes of ole '24
Aa Harvey Nov 3
A darker shade of blue


The stars call to me through the use of a screen,
But my curtains are closed to them really being seen.
I’m scared of the dark, the night such a fright.
I wish my heart would allow me to not fear closing my eyes.


Sleep with one eye open, praying not to die.
An eye for an eye, in this world full of lies.
I am the day walker, incapable talker, memories stalker.
Midnights death.


I am so lost, I have lost the plot.
I reach for a God, but believe only with my final breath.
The nightmare continues, an eye to a view.
Beauty in natural form, my gift anew.


So dark in my heart, but still I continue.
Poet (slash) dreamer, if only they knew,
Do you think they could tell, the Hell in which I dwell?
The love that I hold has no-one under its spell.


So I stay in silence, lips unused, closing eyelids,
Soul a darker shade of blue.


(C)2023 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Cyrus Nov 3
In shadows thick, the specter looms,
A chilling breath in silent rooms.
What lies beyond this fleeting breath,
A light, A void, or quiet death.

Yet in the night, a fire burns bright,
Defying death with every fight.
Embrace the storm, the fleeting breath,
For life is fierce, even in death.
VeinsOfInk Nov 2
What's so scary about the sea?
The thought of no way to flee.

Endless blue on all sides,
What's all in there that hides?

We don’t know,
Something could be there to grow.

It’s a place that's so unknown,
Don’t you just feel so alone?

On the ship, with the fear to sink,
As water floods it to the brink.

Now all alone in this blue cold,
Thinking about the tales you’re told.

Of leviathans and giant squids,
That can easily tear you to bits.

Some even say we know more about space,
What do you think—Is it a scary place?
Would love any kind of feedback
VeinsOfInk Nov 2
Looking at your phone, aren't you?
Well, we're watching too.

Behind you we stand and stalk,
Even if you go for a walk.

Near you at all times,
Waiting until your clock chimes.

We wait for you to rot,
Always in your blind spot.

If you turn around to look,
We savor the time we took.

Each time you think, there's somethings there,
Thats exactly were we where.

And if we can't wait anymore,
We'll slam your face against the floor.

Teeth falling, like rainfall's sound
See how much time we've found.

But for now, we bide and lie,
Watching from the corner of your eye.
Would love any kind of feedback
VeinsOfInk Nov 2
Im Home alone at this night,
Thats what one thinks but i bring fright,

The People always try to cope,
But Im here to end their hope

I am what's in the dark,
I see your little tasty spark.

You turn off the lights and I follow,
I will make your body hollow,

The only light, is in your room,
Just wait till I come consume,

My long black claws, on your face,
Its not going to be a long chase,

With my many eyes i see,
Exactly where you gonna be.

Its so much fun, you need to go quicker,
I just wait, until the lights flicker.
Would love any feedback and critic
Keegan K Nov 1
The fences are on fire
Can’t you feel it?
The bonfire in your nostrils
Time standing by your side,
Whispering “quickly, love” and,
In the distance, lips part and quake
They—you—(what difference will it make?)
Tremble like a lake of sulfur,
A lake of liquified lavender
But darker—wine, yes, wine in its cellar
Can’t you feel it?
The ashes pasting themselves over the moon
The midnight sun, the falling stars at noon
Time grabs your hand this time,
“No more waiting, my love” or maybe
It was “No more hating, my love”
You clench your free hand
You bite your lip
You drench you drench you drench
Your body in acid in courage in rage
Can’t you feel it?

The fences are on fire
And love’s coming for you
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