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Unknown May 2018
i have offically given up
on hope

and that,
everything will be okay.

because i have been praying for too many years now,
and i have yet to see results.

when will my time come when i will finally be happy?
With myself, my family and life.
to those who have been hoping and praying for too long and nothing has changed.
Fallert May 2018
May I a penny for your thoughts?
Said the voice of reasons chat.
But I hold my tongue as still I think,
Curiosity killed the cat.

As I burn the midnight oil,
In the job that I don't have.
Add salt to the wound of truth,
Just burn the other half.

I'm stuck between two choices,
Caught between two stools.
Cross that bridge when you come to it,
Find the unavailable tools.

Maybe what they say is really the case,
Actions speak louder than words.
If that's true, you'll find ecstasy,
Using one stone, but killing two birds.
Fallert May 2018
Though I’m not here, I’m always here.
For I am never truly gone.
I am more than ever before,
I am like a brand new dawn.
I am the leaves that fall from trees,
I am the winter’s summer breeze,
I am the diamonds on the snow,
I am the sun's first daily glow.
And when the sun shall start to set,
I am the streams last trickled wet,
I am the last winds in the air,
I am the answer to a prayer.
I am the last waves of the sea,
For that’s what you were, to me.
Daniel Mashburn May 2018
Give me passion soaked in remorse and sweat between these empty venue walls and all your burned out cigarettes, thinking "oh God, I've seen it all."

I forgot the melody I've been singing up and down these God forsaken halls and I've been feeling down and out, it ain't the same now since you've gone.

It ain't the same.
Since you've been gone.
It ain't the same.
Since you've been gone.

And I was kind of hoping this time I would come around.
And I was kind of hoping this time I'd stop freaking out.
And I was kind of hoping that this time I'd stop hoping for anything worth hoping to finally come around.

You and I have hands of bone. And when the darkness comes, we are all alone.
It hurts me so much
That it was so sudden

It hurts me so much
That I needed you so bad

It hurts me so much
To hug myself and say it's okay

It hurts me so much
That I can't forget the sweetness of you

Everything was true
Until that day
It was out of the blue
Didn't know that I'm hurting you

It's okay
That's what I say
Till I fell asleep in tears
Hoping you'll hear it in ears
Janella Maniquiz Apr 2018
I wonder how it feels
To be in line with your sight
All the time, even just for a while

I wonder how it feels
To receive the smile you give
To someone dear, oh joy in your eye

I wonder how it feels
To have your hand, enlaced with mine
Safe and sound, even just for a while

I wonder how it feels
To love you freely boy, and not be told
You’re not worth my precious time
Their stares, so cold
I hide my self
hoping
Praying
they don't notice my forgetfulness
I can't stand small spaces
but this is even worse
Empty, cold, and large
My heart on my sleeve
I reach out
Struggling to fill the space
Trying to speak back
I know they're talking to me
But I can never speak back
Why can't I ever fill this space
With the proper furniture of words
I tend to space out alot and its becoming a problem so I tryed to sum my feeling up in this poem.
Elaine Mar 2018
It isn't fair
You've gone and done it again
Made me love you
With reckless abandon
No thought of consequences or heartache
Just like last time

Did you know you were pulling me back in
Just when I thought I'd gotten out, gotten away
Were you aware
That with every text, every laugh, every touch
I was falling deeper in love with you
Until every poem I wrote was about you

Last time you weren't ready for this, for us, for a relationship
I waited as long as I could, but I couldn't wait forever
This time I made the same mistake,
Thinking you might finally be ready

And you might have been
Except that soon you'll be
Thousands
Of miles
Away

And I'll be here
Waiting
And hoping
And praying
That one day you might love me enough to come home
I just read this back and it sounds more dismal than I intended. I don't blame him for anything, he's the one person that can always make me smile right now. Unrequited love just hurts, you know?
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