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Fire Jul 2017
She was beautifully broken
Her voice was not spoken
Her tears stained the lining of her cheeks
Her life could never seem so bleak
With news like this
The world has now become a dark abyss

Take me now
Take me far
How can you
How can I

You leave me in pieces
Beaten and bruised
Just then all life just ceases
And all your turns have been used.
Check mate, you loose

Take me here
Take me there
How could he
How could she

A heart so brutally used
So with a scar it can be fused
Don't leave me here
Oh can't you hear
The devil cries out to endear

Take me back
Take me up
How dare you
How dare I

This pain will not forfeit it's prize
It only wants its disguise
It hides in broken futures
And cries in broken lies
I seem to not recognize my face anymore

Take me out
Take me down
How dare he
How dare she

The mirror reflects your face now
Your obituary will be my vow
I'll keep you close
I'll keep you near
Maybe you'll find me here

Take me
Take me
How could you die
Take me
Take me
How should I die

And what the heaven
And what the art
Could heal the sinews of my heart
Livvy May 2017
I'm not there
But I see

I'm not there
But I listen,

I'm not there
But I scream,

I'm not there
But I cry.

I wasn't here, but my eyes are still full
of the warm bodies
who passed away
those nights.
I feel like a pencil sketch & you're the artist.
You make me who I am & yet you'reheartless.

You are made of nothing & I'm made of love.
When you don't like something, I look up to see your eraser above.

Making me disappear from your mind.
For you have left me behind.
Alaska Mar 2017
being replaced is probably
one of the most
heartbreaking feelings
in the book.
Kasey Wheeler Oct 2016
I should have known better than to believe that I had a chance of him ever loving me

The only thing that he ever did was break me

And it was only at the sight of their hands intertwined in the loving embrace that I once dreamed

Of him and me

Now those memories of him smiling is all just heart breaking

And the sound of his voice is all but breathtaking

As these sobs of horror grow stronger in my lungs that grow smaller and smaller

Because of him and me

My heart was tore well before he came to me

Now its just shattered dust of a once beautiful dream

Of him and me

And it seems as if these images of fantasy that grew in my head all just seem so silly to me

Now that there is

And was

No chance of we

I had hoped you were the one to fix

To save

To build

Me into the women I fought so hard to be

That I believed I could reach

Now I know better then to get too high of an expectation of me

And my heart no longer feels as whole as it once did

And this is all because of the fantasy I drew

Of him and me
AD Snail Sep 2016
His hands are useless,
They have no purpose,
He can never do anything right with his hands,
They only do bad when he uses them never good.

She has eye’s that are empty,
They are worthless,
They don’t bring happiness to the world or shine brilliantly,
They are dull and bring the world into darkness.

His mind is broken,
It doesn’t work properly anymore,
He has stop trying to get help,
Because he knows it’s no use, its garbage now.

Her heart is burned and shattered,
It got put into a fire and smashed by his hands,
It worthless, its garbage now
Her heart now is as broken as his mind.
jerely Sep 2016
bleed out,
scream,
confused
what's wrong in this world?
full of hatred, war,
hypocrisy society,
ignorance
selfish pride of evil money
innocent people died
in one blink of an eye

crying for help.

now, where is the love?
that we need to care,
that we need to share.

all of those were disappeared
one by one
dissiminate
because of us
we destroyed our own selves
our own people


so what's left in this world?
nothing
we loose everything.
but if we enlighten our soul
once more
maybe
we can see the light again
maybe
we still have hope
to reach out a hand
of love for everyone
not just by our own
selfish ways.
My heart bleeds, clench into fist with tears from my eyes as to what i have read and saw news over the internet from my hometown City in the Philippines that a tragic disaster had happened. Traumatic things to some who have witnessed in their eyes those people lying on the street dead and some were injured so bad that still confined in the hospital on that day Sept.2 friday night the bomb exploded near at a University  from my hometown City where I was raised and born. I am thankful to God that my beloved loved ones were safe & secured but feel sad too that some of the lives were taken away and I symphatize to those families that were affected by the unexpected incidents. Its just ashame of my own country, disrespectful, cruel and very ignorant of my co-filipinos who were just good at symphatizing other countries like Syria, France etc when a tragic things happened to those countries and yet mocking out to their own country laughing and blaming out to the President to what had just happened to his home City instead of loving out their own country by giving out their sympathy, still some filipinos are as frozen and cold-blooded feelings who cant emphatize. But even if we got mad over this, it won't be changed so instead let's pray to the souls of the victims, pray for our own beloved President that God will guide and protect him from his duty of this country, pray for our fellowmen armies who are encountering the abu sayaf to protect our country and pray for the peace of our World that this things will end.

I just hope that this will be given justice.





September 4, 2016
Copyright
Jerelii
D L Smith Aug 2016
It's funny how I wait, for you to find me here.

It's funny how I waited, for you to call me dear.

It's funny that I believed, one day you would be mine.

It's funny that I believe, without you I'll be fine.

What once was my heart, is now a shattered fragment of your cries. What once was your heart, is just a coffin full of his lies.

Take my hand please, let me pull you from the madness. Through my pain and tears I promised to exile your sadness.

So here I wait, my broken heart still yours to fill. Yet forever I'll wait, because you took some pills...

Written By: D. L. Smith 3/14/2016
Lakin Aug 2016
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Write. Write so much your hand aches from long nights spent love-making to your paper. Write because the word dandelion is beautiful, and so are girls and so is life. Think less about why he hurt you and more about words similar to fearless or independent. Question the stanzas, but stop at nothing to bleed the pain of yesterday.

Write- because this isn't art- this is survival.
Somethings we must keep reminding ourselves.
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