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tompoet rwanda Aug 2018
If love do exist
Why not showing up?

Is it because it is blind
Or its actions are stealths?

Is love unique
Or its a kind of department?

If so
Then why not sending us
Its children?
Maybe it is dumb!

Where the hell is love?
tompoet rwanda Aug 2018
Just a save of caramity
A dagger for serenity
A crush for the hatred mentality
A bribe for my ability
Diminishing my ample capacity
Breaking my desired apology.

Dark reddish,my eyes glowed
An avalanche on me just snowed
My insecurities are awakened
Like i'm being hypnotized
I don't even know how it started.

Just a fake love with gluesome acids
A sturdy liar with much pretendings
Drowned me into beautiful seemed longings
And left me with grieved feelings
Now there's no more cuddles and soothings
Until my shallow heart
eye a night of elegant lightenings.
I will go away
The time is not for me
The sky is not for me
The luck gives me
His back
The name of me
May be changed
As they called me
Lucky
I was in the past
Runner in fast
Smartest and strongest
All females wanted to see
All females wanted to approach
My beauty is example
As well as my power is able
To change any result in competition
I got first at run
I am the first at the bet
All wanted my satisfy
When I grow up all were away
My happiness was disappeared
And I heard them saying
I must be killed
As I grew up enough
That made me lazy and tough
In everything
They said," I am hopeless"

"There were the notes of horse"
everything is good when it has power and smart. when it has author. it will be prefable. when all go, it will be forgootten
Kathryn Irene Aug 2018
I drag my
feet on this
endless
road
with no
direction
and no
sense of
h o p e
a desire
for more
in this
empty
wasteland

- SkullsNBones
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Jessica Jarvis Aug 2018
I’m not a hopeless romantic
that needs a little love...
I’m a hopeless romantic
That needs a little hope...
Sometimes what we want
Is not exactly what we need.
What is more important?
Wants or needs?
A little love or a little hope?
8/3/18
amber Jul 2018
I see my eyes in the mirror,
But they do not seem,
To belong to me.
They are empty,
Of a different essence.

Straining,
Attempting to find a glimpse,
Of familiarity.
Without success,
My anger boils.
Starting at the bottom of my stomach,
And pouring out my ears and mouth.

A loud bang is followed by clanging.
Glass falls around my feet,
Blood flows from my hand,
Hanging beside me.
The mirror is broken,
And displays me more accurately,
Than ever.
Atticus Jul 2018
he takes another drink from the brown bottle
his eyes inflamed and angry
broken yellowed teeth and cigarette butts
an angry man
stained  t-shirts
Lingering nicotine
a hopeless man
he's hurt again
the war broke him
gunshots still echo
Dust so thick you cannot see
the divorce broke him
A shell of a man
A wild man
but I can see him
in the cracks on his porcelain skin
The alcohol no longer seems to be running from his mouth
Convulsions have stopped
I can see his light
being born again
sobriety
sometimes to help someone heal you have to make them take the first step
TB Dentz Jul 2018
Sometimes I neglect the people I love
And who are good to me and never let me down
Because I’m caught up on the people who failed me
Why do we all but lose ourselves over people like that

If the energy I put into trying to help
Someone who won’t even help themselves
Was spent on the people that deserve it
I would be person of the year every year

When there’s nothing left to talk about
When you’ve said the same thing over and over
And you aren’t getting anywhere because no one is listening
What do you do?

It’s like talking to a wall
Asking it to move
Don’t remember when the wall went up
But it’s there and there’s no way around it

What do you do
Try to climb over it break it down
Year maybe for a while until you realize you’re getting no where
Then you do the inevitable, walk away
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