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Julie Rogers May 2019
I’m just searching
for that eternal sunshine
The first step onto warm sand
Ice cream handed to you
Across the counter
With a smile
The way your best friend
Snorts when he laughs
Too loud at your jokes
That one T-shirt
You bought in college
That still fits just right
And gets softer every year
One deep breath
At a time
I’m searching
James Daniel May 2019
There’s a mattress on the street outside the house
No-one wants to do anything about it
Juhlhaus May 2019
Gravel mounds in the mist
Are the mountain ranges of fantasy,
Spring green, eerie seen
Through commuter train windows.

Pitched roofs recede
Into infinite distance,
And junkyard parking lots are legion
In the gray suburban obscurity.

Factories and landfills loom,
Monuments and mausoleums,
The labor and the leavings
Of the little colossi.
Musing on the view from a morning commuter train.
tierney morris Apr 2019
Inner demons never give up the fight
They wait until you loose sight of the light
They try and take away a piece of your heart
But you have to be in the dark

You can't let go of the thread
They won't stop fighting until you're dead
You have to keep a hold of me
So I can hold the light

It's like walking around with your hands in your pockets
You know you're going to fall
You don't know it's dangerous
But you have to sit back and watch it

You can heal a broken wrist
But you can't heal your mind
You wish you could run
But the way out is so hard to find

My biggest mistake is allowing myself to **** up life
And the demons that wont let go
They won't let me forget every mistake
They keep helping me hold the knife
Trigger Warning? x
re Apr 2019
sometimes
i am the strongest
of the strongers

and

sometimes
i am weaker
than the weakest
just having a bad day and it ***** huft
Amaris Apr 2019
My moods shift like today's weather
The sun tries to shine between the clouds
When bright, it's beautiful and I feel better
If I do anything, I can feel proud
When the day goes on and gray takes over
My outlook grows darker again
I have to remind myself it won't last forever
Eventually the storm will reach its end
Aditya Roy Apr 2019
Stopped speechless
By the haiku of
17 syllables sagaciously
Made for someone of your eloquent behavior
Hmm
Ed C Apr 2019
Magic spells, theres synth
in the air. Don’t you want to dance?
Dance to the keyboard spring,
with the flowers and the flags
blowing in the breeze, never ending.
dance dance dance
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