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Saint Audrey Jun 2017
House party
Heart attack

I need some ******* air

Alright, (gasp)

Card game over breakfast
Solitaire

Unsure of what to choose
In regards to the near future
Grin and bear it
For the kids, I guess
The whatever friends I somehow amass

Hit the road
No point in checking
My reflection
Too undecided

Preheat the oven
Getting baked

Sky's gray
The way I like it
Half a smile earned

Turn a corner and regret it
Feelings are too sensitive
In that
They get shattered
And splinter up my gut

**** it

Whatever

Half way inside
Biding my time
Leather jacket
Smells like grass
Fresh cut cut-ups get drowsy

I'm barely sentient myself
Don't think about hell itself
Not that much thought crossed
That welcome mat

Laugh along
All a death tome
Singing dead songs
Getting high on
One human or another

Smoking me out

Of the house

Sky is dark now
Just how I like it
Another half smile

Looking past
I see the lights
Same lights blinding some other guy
Somewhere the sky isn't so perfect

Here, the lights blinding me
Are all around
Clowns, the lot of them
annoying....

So glad i made it
So glad to see
You didn't die inside your house
And could show up to my party
To validate me
I'd sooner berate you and your
Guest

Ugh

How you can live live
So depressive
Then bounce back with
Idiots
Crowding up the place

Beyond me

Anyway
Stopped by to drag doubt
Through the place
And show my face

To much disappointment
I guess I expected
As much
Bored. Bored. Bored.
Psychosa May 2017
Why do they listen,

only to pretend to hear?
allie May 2017
Closing my eyes
Accepting the darkness
Isolated from the crowd
And I'm a confined human
Bathing in laughter that isn't mine
Living a lie in the oak tree shade
Shivering in the hail that covers the land
Around me. The hail that makes everything ice.



Accept it. Please.
*PLEASE
-
V Anne Apr 2017
Did you know that I've
Written love poems
About you?

That I've dreamed and fantasized
And everything felt real
And good

And you were real
And good
But you were no different
Than the others --

The heartbreakers
The betrayers
The hurt and the ache.

Darling you are so unaware
Of the effect you have on me

I was cast under your spell
A light so bright
So pure
That I thought
You wouldn't harm
My fragile heart.

But you did.
You broke it into pieces.

I don't regret you.
I regret what you did.
alasia Apr 2017
Breathing is not an option here,
Pressed against windows to fill
The cracks:
Don't let the water in.

The streets are flooding.

Find higher ground,
Ink bleeds down pages scarred
With words:
Save yourselves.

The streets are flooding.

Home groans against the pressure,
Begging to break and snap with
Powerless moans:
Don't succumb.

The streets are flooding.

"Find higher ground!" I scream,
They glare at me for disrupting
Their silence:
They won't hear me.

The streets are flooding.

The sound pools in my ears,
I used to collect rain drops in
Clay pots:
I want to rush the waves.

The streets are flooding.

I am too scared of heights to climb,
The glass is fogging I am trying
To breathe:
Open the gates.

I am flooding.
Sarah Boon Apr 2017
The unexplainable feeling
of feeling
wanted
Wanted: for pouring matches into my vessel
My toes tremble in dewy grass
My heels sank into the earth
It's difficult to be difficult,
I know this.
Grab my lungs and shake it like a toy,
but please don't break my heart.
I would never give somebody broken glass as a gift,
So I can understand why you can't handle me.
For fear of being cut open,
because you were looking for a hug
Druzzayne Rika Mar 2017
There was a man in the town
He used to be everywhere I went
Wasn't following me , but his presence was felt
No one knew much about him
Just that he stayed somewhere in the outskirts
In mid 30s , he was quite a mystery
His every moves were talk of the town
Though I found him lonely
Never saw him talking or meeting anyone

His eyes were filled with knowledge of secrets
One eye glance make you feel , he knows you
he knows your story , your life history
your fears , your ambitions ,your thoughts
and makes you feel very vulnerable
Everyone were cautious around him
Gave him space , never becoming too much nosy
but aware of his each moves

He never said anything ,lived among shadows
There are various myths surrounding him
made from different gossips
but I do not think he gives them a mind
Isolating himself from the world
He gives out mixed vibes ,
pulls me into ,to solve this mystery
but I stop myself from being intrusive
For I will find something, I might not like
eleanor prince Feb 2017
room's awhirl
sounds collide
banal speech
mirth escapes
clustered holes

stand alone
children pass
chasing chums
they relate
playing roles

noises clash
confined space
worlds apart
I'm alone
flee outside

under trees
hide behind
thumping hall
swirling beat
amplified

close my eyes
dare to breathe
sense some peace
feel her smile
in mind's eye  

sweet relief
friend I know
welcome to
solitude's
lullaby
Just Me Feb 2017
Thick fire consuming my social being.
Ice cold stare confirming that I welcome solidarity.
Silent lips with the power to isolate.
Arms empty yearning to be full, but bearing fists held tight.
Reminding you that I will fight.
A slave to my emotions.
A puppet to my mind.
Bitter from lack of control and weak from loneliness.
The only thing that makes me sane like you is that even I don't understand me.
I'm a puzzle incomplete.
Of no interest to anyone until I'm allowed to be freed.
I know little of that sweet word.
For it comes so seldom and leaves to soon.
And so I'll stay in my room.
Apparently although I have much to say, but can't focuss enough to have orven want an actual conversation using my voice. This is my life. Its sad and not interesting. The only reason that I'm still here is for my children. The only reason I smile is my children... And the reason I lock myself away is for my children.
Wide Eyes Feb 2017
She's wicked winter, one time I was told.
They get the chills from her airs; so cold.
Their deep despise they never did disguise...
Alas, 'tis only warmth that melts frosty ice.
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