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FreeMind Feb 2018
In the Darkness
The only Light I see
Is the one that comes from within me.

It bursts right through my broken soul,
It fills me in,
It makes me whole.  

The misplaced doll is fixed once more.


-FreeMind
#14
Lost Boy Feb 2018
When you’re breaking
You have this look in your eye
Of betrayal
Knowing life brought your hopes up
Just to drive you to the ground
And your heart broke into a thousand more pieces.

When you’re breaking
I can see it in your smile
That strong mask you go back to
When you can’t deal with
The weight of the world
on your shoulders.

When you’re breaking
Your mind goes back to default
Telling you you’re alone
And that you have to be alone
Because that’s how you were raised

When you’re breaking
I’m breaking too
I tell you you don’t have to
Go through it alone
I’d walk with you through hell

When you’re breaking
You don’t see how much people care
How much love is there for you
If you only opened your heart
And let me put your pieces back together
Something I wrote abou a year ago because February had always been a bad year for us
Maverick Feb 2018
My feelings start and end
Like a dead engine
That’s been brought back to life again
I can make excuses for the mistakes
Attached to my name
But what good would it do
If I don’t fix them
Until your lips turn blue?
lins Feb 2018
All this time, we were weaving together
every thread of our lives
We had no idea that the bond
had become so strong
that when you pulled away

I was left unraveled

You are gone and I can’t
make you come fix me
I’ll have to stitch myself
back together again
Next time I won’t let
anyone pull me apart

the way you did
been holding onto this one for a while now. couldn't figure out if it was finished
Lexi Jan 2018
The bridge we created was destroyed by a tsunami of your lies.
Yet I still, -even after the warnings and the storm,  after the damage was done- fight to rebuild.
Asominate Jan 2018
I have been trying for so long
To sing you the right song,
To show you something different everyday.
So you hear what I have to say!
(Like puzzle pieces)
And now we're here at a standstill,
I wonder if you feel
The kind of pain that rips your insides out,
That's something I know all about,
Shocking, ain't it?

Is it because I can't be her?
Keep making mistakes,
Making me hurt,
Fix me won't you?

Is it because I can't be HEARD?
You make me awake,
And make me hurt,
Fix me won't you?

(I can't fix you)

I can feel my heart breaking,
Mistakes we've been making
I'm running out of patience to pretend,
This ain't how I'm suppose to end,
My feeling fading.

You are not mourning your loss here,
And that's grinding my gears
So inhumane lose my self control?
Wish that you'd try to make me whole.
I'm done explaining.

This is what happens when you leave it to somebody else,
If you want it done right you should just do it yourself,
I oversaturate my world by being a machine.
On the outside I may seem happy
But I'm dead inside, naturally.

We have a lot more in common
Than you would be calm with
It's like we're the same person, me and you
We both don't know what we can do.
Fun Fact: ALL my poems are actually song that just call them poems (can't wait to make them into music vids) :D
Gul e Dawoodi Jan 2018
Every day is like
Falling into a deep pit,
waiting to hit the ground
Hoping to reach home safe and sound
On my way, I tell myself;
"This  void inside  needs to be filled;
Somethings in life need to be fixed"
No one near me, seems to get a hint
So I keep it that way;
hide it all behind a wall
For even if they knew,
There's nothing much they could do
I see how they complain;
Still manage to live their life to the fullest
Maybe this is an art, I need to learn
Just to get rid of this pain
Cause God knows
How long will it take,
For everything to be better again.
Amoni Fuller Jan 2018
I feel nothing.

Not your kind words,
that drill
through my skull
until dull
and still

Not the wind
I've seen
dancing through the trees
singing sweet melodies
to the lilies below

Not the sun
or its warmth
my blinds are closed
just like my mind
it's cold.

Not even you
who tries to soothe
can fix me,
"The Uncouth"
I felt this way for a long time.
Not as often now.
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