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Kris Fireheart Feb 2018
My two best friends,
They've changed so much
Since we first met.
We once were close,  
Though really,
Who isn't?
These are my
Two best friends.

I still see them often,
Each morning
Or evening.
When I drive home.
They always stand
On the same corner.
Not quite dead,
But not alive.
These are my
Two best friends.
Too sad to even describe,  really.
TerryD'ArcyRyan Feb 2018
I am a hypocrisy twisting turning from wrong to right
lunacy identifies and claims me while in plain sight
black and white define my movement, I am
                        Renegade

the home I left is shaken, a snow globe scattered soft
one more piece set free in the fragments that remain
anger crushing calling to jump off the edge, I am
                           Fury

already deemed a lost cause repeat offender at large
a choir of innocence sings my deception
one last measure for retrospect I confess, I am
                        Suspect

my denial is the promise of bliss, a glimpse into oblivion’s empire, the fall of the mighty is overkill and gets me nowhere
survival is the fuel to my star’s fire, brighter than ever, I am
                        Conviction

an unexpected gift, don't you see your betrayal set me free
daydreams of black wings and letters full of lies
the pieces taken for prison are replaced with tenacity
                    I am, Sheer-Terror

Terry D’Arcy-Ryan
rachel redwine Feb 2018
Distraught words
tie the truth to the little lies

with the hurt
comes along a little light

but it burns
me worse on the inside

all I learned
is how to stay alive



To see what I see
To be what I need
could take some trying
but you won't try for me

You see how I bleed
You see me crying
this cannot be
you deny me

I cannot take
all the lying

words I thought
could teach me
how to be what you needed

took the life out of me when
you said you won't
give me the one thing I wanted

your kiss
Anonymous Freak Jan 2018
See how the sunset liquid
Glitters
The crystal glass,
With lipstick on the brim
Instead of lemon.

Smell the rich foreign scent,
Making itself at home
On once innocent
Young lips.

Lonesomeness
In a burning beverage.
Lyn-Purcell Jan 2018
Beautiful things
lead difficult
lives.
A sad truth...
empire ants Jan 2018
I SPEAK FOR FIVE.
THEY DON'T ALWAYS ALIGN.

I speak, for four.
Talking, is a chore.

I speak for three,
They don't always agree,

i speak for two.
they dont have a clue.

i speak for one
it's not very fun

now i don't speak at all
i want my friends back
idk what this is whoops
Doruk Jan 2018
It's raining outside.
I'm fading away,
With nihilistic thoughts,
Empty emotions,
Into the darkness I go.

Maybe it's time to quit.
As long as I live,
I will have some hardship.
But why should I worry,
About the thoughts I keep.

"There is always a light"
In this dark abyss there is light,
But only for others to acquire.
So I can't really fight the dark,
It holds me really tight.

All these thoughts,
Drove me to something bigger.
Just sadness I feel,
Nothing else better.
I wanna shout 'help me', but...

It's raining outside.
I wrote this a while ago, when I felt really down. I was in a bus and it was raining outside. A very close friend of mine got on the bus. I decided to tell him about how bad I felt for the last week or so but he approached me first and he said: "Hey, it's raining outside.". That mixed with my feelings that day created this poem.
It's my first.
Originally mine. Translated from Turkish with a little touch to give it a slight rhyme.
Michael Falls Jan 2018
If the world was nicer
I would've been happier.
    
     But I surely would've died sooner.

The world has never been nice
And it has never been kind

And I must thank it for that,
For being constant in my life.
Hardship is what proves that you exist. It makes life living because without it, you can't recognize happiness.
Saigen Embrace Dec 2017
I was once ignorant of hardship and sorrows, sigh
I loved climbing high, Am climbing so very high

To create my enthralling empire I didn't borrow
but I feigned my hardship, feigned my sorrow

Yet now facing this hardship and sorrow nearing peak
I speak but I hold back, I speak but I hold back

Enticing climb is losing its lustre whilst nearing epic
With few things to look back, Now I speak but I hold back
Regretting the choices made, way past the time to go back now I speak but I hold back
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