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Isaac Nov 10
Each and every passing day
Will all be washed away.
So live exactly how
You have always wanted to right now.
Be the person you dream of being,
And make the decisions you know are freeing.
Written 10 November 2018
Pineapple Isle Aug 2017
The stone around your heart has been chiseled at
You warm the frost when you're ready
When you realize the small thinking, anger, fear, and drawing into yourself
Have shrunk you small
The wall starts to crumble
You start to free your mind, your heart
From the prison you kept for safety
A poem I wrote years ago
Do not be a prisoner of anger
held captive with the chains of hate
bound with the idea of isolation
stuck in a hole of desperation.
This burden is only a weight
and once released
will set you free
with wings so beautiful
you’d never believe you were ever so meek
Tab Jan 2016
I start every poem with you
Thoughts are spastic
rolling through my head
Trying to clutch onto something
But there wasn't anything to grab
My bed reminded me that you weren't coming back
so I slept on the floor
I can't escape
So I end every poem with you
saranade Jul 2014
Floating through my friends body.
Say you need me.
Come inside, my angry friend.
Say you love me.
Sit beside me and remind me why we are here.
Are you here for anything I can help you with-
  are you here because I let you in-
      because there is no where else to go-
          for some unreachable goal-
              who are you now-
Guitar strings strummed - slammed.
No sound, just strings. Playing hard. Pressing chords. muted.
Pick that note. Dropping it is just as easy.
   Easy is like a *****-
      giving, taking, faking, *******, freeing, fleeing-
          baby girl, you've been down before-
              down on your knees
Throat is sore.
Brian Gibson Jun 2014
"The scariest thoughts
are ones that would completely free us
if they became a reality.
It's the unknown,
and leaving the comfort of what is known,
that makes fearing the leap of faith a normality."
Annabel Lee May 2014
Honesty is so freeing
but so terrifying

Like bungee jumping,
with the pure sweet adrenaline
pumping through your bones
telling you you'll be okay,
you'll be okay,

You're okay.

That's why
I'm still wavering
on the edge of the cliff
feeling the tight straps around my legs,
knowing I will be caught
when I fall
but still seeing the
thousand foot drop beneath me.
Dani Huffman May 2014
I can only hold on
so long,
like slips of
paper in your hand.
I am not chained
down to you or
this life;
I am
I'll never grow the
wings of a
bird or butterfly,
or be above this
world like clouds
in the sky,
but I am not
I am not a
tree, but I am
I'll stay until I
uproot or am
uprooted, taking with
me the seasons and
their grace,
the apple blossoms behind
my ears,
and my withered
arms from too
harsh a winter.
I am imagination
and spirit,
I am essence.
I am beyond this
world in
eyes and
heart, in the
scars and
hairs that
cover my body;
I am the remains
of humanity,
where humanity
itself lies within my

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