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Alexciya Feb 3
The gurgle of the coffee maker,
The clink of your spoon on the frigid counter,
The sizzle of bacon residue in a frying pan,

and an egg cracking over it.

The murmurs of the news reporters on the tv,
The distant roar of a train in the background,
The dive into sensory pleasure,

while reality dissipates.

The smell of hazelnut creamer and cinnamon,
The taste of a waffle with buttery syrup,
The warm sun on your face through the window,

today is good; today will be different.

The giggles of the waffles and coffee,
The light conversation and hard laughter,
The feeling of home... within them,

a sudden shift in atmosphere.

The sharp loss of appetite
The grieving of what wasn’t lost
The shared remorse for nothing you’ve done

they tell you that you’re pathetic.

The despair in your mug dropping into the table
The swallowed tears and screams
The chaos that covers every square inch of you

distance between you and hope still stands.

The ***** kitchen and your empty stomach
The distressing moonlight that creeps in the window
The anger in thinking you’re liberated this time

sounds of an empty home stir.

The cold seats that have accompanied nobody
The wallowing roar of silence
The jacket of despair that wears you

your average day.
Jordan Hudson Nov 2019
I lost all hope from you I hope I do
Try so you see me and know I exist
I don't make hits so these tracks don't mean ****
Hear my sound so the clowns are it?
They don't say words my ***** so get
I say sense and say the true
I know you know but you do not
Play my **** you ***** so I caught
You playing trash I make cash too
I make less but I say sense
I may only got cents no bills
I live in the flats under the hills
Old coupe no speed
Clean no lean
Sober no ****
I'm a teen, novelty
I make tracks
Through the week
**** sound, offbeat
I'm gonna leave
I'm done alright
**** this ****, goodbye
I lost all hope
What will happen
Take back roads
And just keep rapping
Nope
I **** so bad
I lost all hope
No one cares
I'm alone
ALEX DRAKE Nov 2018
All I want is a nice guy. A guy that loves me for me. A guy that brings out the best and worst in me. A guy to wipe my soul clean. I want our love to be made for movie scenes. All I want is, All I need is to find somebody. Somebody that makes me laugh and forget the world for just a second with just one look.  Someone that makes me think of them all day and all night, someone to lose my sleep with. I hope there is such a guy out there.
Taylor May 2018
Her eyes are welling up with angry tears
She drowns in them with all her lonely fears
Save her please before the red milk spills
1, 2, 3, time to pop a pink pill

She's on her own 'cause no one seems to understand
She's all alone with the bottle in her hand
Relieve her, darling, I know you will
1, 2, 3, downs another pink pill

Her weak heart strains within her chest
It's all worn out from being ripped to shreds
And she tries laughing so loudly through the pain
But every day ends up being the same

She walks through life, a plastic smile on her face
She doesn't wanna be here in the first place
And as time flows by, so does her eyes
Telling the world that she's fine, but it's all lies

Of course no one'll realize she's reliving her past
Her mama never coming home as she wonders who's her dad
Guys ignore her, while girls are torture
Going through the motions, slowly overdosing

Her eyes are welling up with angry tears
She drowns in them with all her lonely fears
Save her please before the red milk spills
1, 2, 3, time to pop a pink pill

She's on her own 'cause no one seems to understand
She's all alone with the bottle in her hand
Relieve her, darling, I know you will
1, 2, 3, downs another pink pill

Little by little, one by one
She doesn't have to explain to anyone
Two, three, four, just a little bit more
She thinks, "What's the point? What am I even here for?"

With a lump in her throat as she lies in bed
She closes her eyes and rests her head
The tears begin to stream, all she wanna do is scream
Overwhelmed with emotions, she keeps on overdosing

Her eyes are welling up with angry tears
She drowns in them with all her lonely fears
Save her please before the red milk spills
1, 2, 3, time to pop a pink pill

She's on her own 'cause no one seems to understand
She's all alone with the bottle in her hand
Relieve her, darling, I know you will
1, 2, 3, downs another pink pill

Make the pain go away, make it disappear
I wish someone had stayed, wish someone were here
Uh oh, but now it's too late
I am letting myself fade

Fade away, fade away
Now I guess everything'll be okay

Her eyes were welled up with lonely tears
She drowned in them with all of her fears
Free this little angel, we hope you will
As she leaves behind her pretty pink pills
♥️.
blackbiird May 2018
They dwell in the shadows—
The darkness is all-consuming, reckless, obliterating
Everything in its path, wreaking havoc on her world
They surround her like a cloud of smoke, making it impossible
to breathe,
They thirst for control, they hunger for power—
They hunger for her beating heart, its rhythmic beat resonating into
Their dark, empty, lifeless souls.
They feed on her very existence: mind, body, and soul.
She struggles to fend off the toxic hands that seem to
Wrap her in their suffocating embrace, crushing the depths of her soul—
******* her into the blazing, torturous inferno of hell
Their sinister voices penetrate into the depths of her mind—
Her thoughts, feelings, and actions intertwine with their
Evil and corrupt unholy caldrons.

These are her demons. They are part of her. They are her world.
They hold her in *******—
She is a prisoner waiting to be freed from her captivity.
This silence is deafening; the world has suddenly gone numb.
She is paralyzed by fear.
And in an instant, darkness engulfs her broken spirit.
Josh May 2018
I’m just, tired.

That’s what you tell people,
I need some sleep that’s all,
Well I’ve been just tired for
about 6 months or so now,
And the feeling is just foul,

It’s just not easy,
Leaves me needy,
No matter how long I sleep,
I’m still just tired,
Still need some more sleep,

The world has opened to me,
The sick twisted horrors
this world is now revealing,
To be honest, Suicide has
never been more appealing,

I’m a depressed mess.

But still all they hear is,
I’m just tired,
I just need some more sleep,
Because I’m just tired,
I just need some more sleep,

Or someone to take that leap,
Have a conversation with me so deep,
Find out I use the dark nights to weep,
Cos all I want to do is sleep, forever.

Because I’m just tired, of everything.
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Insulted for no just cause
Accused of being to religious
****** for helping the poor
Cursed for taking right action
Arrested for telling the masses
How the incongruous and imprudent
Politician stole and squandered the country’s fund
Beating for knowing and revealing the truth
Burnt his house, for teaching the citizens how to preserve
Murdered his wife and children, for refusing to compromise
Lived a frustrated life
And his reward for fighting against the **** sapiens
Death!
A man who lived only just to die!
Bella Dec 2017
Hands
Stretched
Trembling
Shaking into the absence
As a ring slips
Digging into the emptiness
And nothingness that is left
moziq Aug 2017
Dread brought out from my forest of feelings.
I order myself around, head down, don't show your blush, your face is flushed, they're gone now look up.
Yes.
I have a crush; But this isn't just a crush its a crime, against God, my mother, that girl who just said gross.
More orders.
Sit down, look away as she smiles in your face because you will only fall harder for her.
Oh, how I wish I could touch her hair and see if its really as soft as it looks.
her eyes are so inviting and they seem deeper than the ocean.
Flawless or flaw filled skin I Don't care!
All I see is a beautiful girl that will never be mine, on the sidelines is where I stand at the dance.
Waiting for a dance with her that will never happen.
Just another to the puzzle and I'm exactly the perfect fit for a best friend just not a girlfriend.
Those eyes.
So full of wonder and joy but mine only filled with pain because she doesn't  feel the same as I do.
Sit down, don't look around, don't breathe in her flowery scent as if is your last breath.
The roses only bloom in the spring but she is a rose of another breed, blossoming into the most beautiful flower all year round.
Slim fingers for a warm embrace, oh if I could trace the lines in her face I would remove every frustration.
Her mind is as beautiful as she, knowledge filled, ready to build up walls to keep everything out.
I want to tear down them down, see her frown turn up. My orders.
No!
Don't touch her rosy cheeks, stop trying to peak at her smile, when she asks you what's wrong brush it off!
If we could just go back to first grade where I first fell for her I would never have said hello.
Kept my mouth shut and taught my heart to do the same.
Most say that I'm confused and that I can never truly understand love but I do.
I love her!
My Final orders.
Be a Good Friend.
Don't cry.
Don't let her see you pain
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