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Kita Capri Dec 2024
I'm sorry I made you cry
On all those lonely nights gone by.
I'm sorry you had to fit in
With crowds you didn't want within.

I'm sorry I rejected you,
Lied to you, hated you too.
I'm sorry I let others treat
You like a worthless, downtrodden beat.

I'm sorry I pushed when you were weak:
When eyes were heavy, knees so meek.
I said to live with armor strong,
To not trust people, to just go along.

I thought it best to shield your heart,
So pain and suffering wouldn't start.
But now I see, I've been unkind,
It's time to change, and peace to find.

I'll look into the mirror clear,
And apologize for all the fear.
I'll seek forgiveness from my soul,
To make myself complete and whole.

You’ve loved me through the thick and thin,
Despite the turmoil I put you in.
So now I'll love you, learn to grow,
To live a life that’s free to show.

No longer bound by fear and doubt,
We'll stand apart, we'll shout it out.
This is a reminder –
To love myself, to love you too.

For in the end, it’s plain to see,
The one who matters most is me.
Michael Dec 2024
This voice screams
Silently in my head
And it seems
I must ignore the dread
Pressing against the seams
Like 1000 pounds of lead
Poisoning my dreams
As I lay awake in bed
Silencing the screams
Ringing in my head
Kita Capri Dec 2024
You started by being my friend,
Then you created a safe haven.
It started out with a few things like redesigning.
Little did I know that these were just the strings.

Soon you assembled a control bar,
That made me bend to your will.
I was too afraid to speak
As you might just release me.
But eventually my arms could not work,
My legs could not move.
My strings were broken and all worn out,

So, you found new strings on another puppet you pulled.
So, I sat in my in my corner and collected dust.
Thinking about how I got fooled.

As days went by, another person came.
They dusted me off and gave me a name.
With no strings and new clothes,
They called me their friend
And said I wouldn’t be played with again.
Man Dec 2024
I scream so silently
That the voice is loud
Enough that others might hear,
In this state like a snake
My tongue is forked
So that when I speak
I am having multiple conversations
Slithering across many fields.
Like the ocean tortoise laying eggs
Ever near the shore,
My children join me in the waters
Only after they have fully formed.
You say,
Nature is yet cruel
And shall lay claim
To many of your young.
And yet,
Is it not nature who spawned them?
On rhetoric & free thought,
Carte blanche.
Amaris Marie Nov 2024
I'm fine"
The response,
a sconce.

People echo this to escape the outcry.
The cry they hold on to tightly behind that damaged brick wall
they use to stall.

Only the holder knows the deceive,
while people around them believe.

I'm not fine; I’m hanging by a thread, so thin,
With the weight of the world pressing down from within.
This fragile line frays, I can feel it unwind,
While tangled webs clutter the depths of my mind.

Empty yet twisted, so fragile, so tight,
In a space that feels hollow, with barely a light.

"Will I ever break free? Will I make it alive?"
These questions keep echoing, trapped in my mind.
Instead of a rise, I'm caught in a dive,
Descending a staircase, steep and unkind.
"Am I fine?"
Kita Capri Dec 2024
Caught beneath the ocean’s blue.
Called your name and you pulled me through.
But as I rose, the waves, they grew
And again, they caught me too.

This time you stood and all well knew
That I couldn’t breathe under all that blue.
So deeper I went and the quieter my screams got,
I called your name
But you were long gone.
I yelled for help
But no one came.
My vision became dark and my body sank.
People passed by without a second glance.

I stopped trying
And opened my eyes.
My vision was filled with pure white.
Cassandra Dec 2024
I thought I would text you

About the people who troubled you,

About the girl who called twice and texted
Just to gloat, made you feel rejected.

I thought I would text you

About how you are so much more

Than what they tell you or,

how they make you feel.
I thought I would text you
"You are so far above—

Your brilliance in surplus."

But I got lost.

In my own thoughts,

In my own insufficiency.
There was a violent pause.

I closed my eyes.
And 
all I remember is—I got lost.

In my own calculations,

of how I fall short

In everything I try.

I don’t try enough.

I never stretch my hands

For the stars or the sun.
I gritted my teeth;

Like ice, I got frozen
.
I tried to list my reasons,

make a report—

But I felt smaller than an ant,

And I got lost.

I nail my feet to the ground,

Afraid to think of the sky.

I don’t know how much

Of my fear is truth,
How much
a lie.

I was thinking about trying to save you.
With my words and small things I could do
But then I got lost—

in how everyone 
reaches higher heights,
While I just seem to be falling down.
Step by step

Thud, thud, thud.
Silence.
Thought abt trying to cheer up my sister but i got lost in my own feelings of insufficiency and self loathing
Maha Feb 2019
It's in the closet.
It's under the bed.
It's behind the dresser.
Now it's in your head.
Everyone has seen theirs.
But no
Sometimes people we
love and care about laugh and
give it food.
We're all terrified of it.
Sometimes we feed it.
Now it follows.
Now it sits in the back of the car.
I think it wants to **** me.
Maha Feb 2019
I sewed myself back together
Or so I thought.
I picked up every piece and threaded my needle
Sat and worked till the moon disappeared again.
And every day I sailed
Every shore I kissed
Tore my delicate lines
Here I find myself once again
Tattered and wheezing
I'll have to buy new thread then.
I can't salvage all the pieces this time either
Some of them don't fit anymore.
I guess I'll have to find new ones.
bucketb0t Nov 2024
Mount Fuji obscures
chicken based tests conceal coop's
top-notch
t-rex flight asumes reveal scopes'
outcomes Giant Robot:

Buckethead's creativity nested Japan mounted ingenuity BucketheadLand's productivity ahead bucketbots' renowned enemy... wicked! 

Chickencoopscope made,
bucket englobed goal fate,
ideas parts perpetum upgrade
ignites bucketbots' graphic date

KFC EMPLOYEES ON A PLASTIC PLATE!
An ode/reinterpretation to Buckethead's Chickencoopscope, KFC's demise at the hands of Giant Robot straight from Mount Fuji base in Japan.
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