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Shofi Ahmed Mar 2020
The splendiferous rose
in picturesque shape and colour
aren't all its beauty treasure trove.

But how a rose is a rose
the flower by the thorns
next on the lane adjacent
to the utterly opposite heck
the very uneven grotesque!
chlorine Nov 2019
mistaken as civil,
but I am just still.
my dismissal-
little but superficial.
falling ill
placed in shriveled grass.
To You: alas,
I am just sitting.
remarkably still.
Toothache Dec 2018
4 am,
My clocks second hand is stuck at 8
I'm at the edge
Insomnia splitting my head apart like a cleaver to the skull.
I pull a box full of my worst night terrors down from the top shelf.
I open it up.
I have something to scream into the void.
I cant find a void at such short notice,
So I write it into the black book.
My heart shifts between a burning ache,
And empty cold.
I pick up a lighter,
I'm so tired
A box inside a box holds the means of my occasional downfall,
****** streaks, across my mind
Maybe it's the sickness
I stop myself
I'm scared of myself
Intrusive thoughts from the darkest corners of my mind are hardest to stop slipping to actions,
This late at night.
The flames reflect off the sharp metal
A ritual with a crossover episode,
A depressive episode
A manic episode
Both lead me here
On bad nights.
MindsPalace Aug 2016
Where in the heck are my glasses?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere that is, but in front of my eyes.

Where in the heck is my cell phone?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, maybe, except my own pocket.

Where in the heck is my nice, new pen?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, yes, but not by my ear.

Where in the serious heck is my hat?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, sure, though still not on my hair.

Where in the heck? Please, seriously,
Someone tell me what is going on.
I can't stand losing all my stuff,
And right now it all seems to be gone.

Where in the heck did everything go?
I can only find my wife.
And she says if I can't find my things,
She thinks I've lost my life.
CasiDia Aug 2015
here is now
 to what the

         jump out of this year
         with that old joint attitude
         and leave a mark
          like it's too hot for me.

                  so quickly
                  that burden ate.
                   loved the way
                   he operates.

                      won't let us help.
                        needed it.
                        sounded good.

              man, what's wrong with less?

     let's meet up again sometime soon.
           after a few more questions.
           let's meetup somewhere  
                         two am
xuans Jul 2015
Acid, that's what you are;
you get me up so high
just to drop me far below.
maybe I just wanna fly?

you cause hallucinations,
not my imagination.
I, for one, thought that your love
was not an addiction.
and not a hallucination.

this addiction I wished
I never had anymore!
but the shadow of the day
blinds out all the sun's rays
why is I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel?

silly me, I always knew there was the light but I just never wanted to believe in it; because who cares? The high is worth the pain, right?
i don't really know what i'm doing anymore

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