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Sean Achilleos Jul 2018
Time makes us forget
However when you revert to a previous space in your life
You are rudely reminded as to why you progressed away from it in the first place
Written by Sean Achilleos 06 July 2018©
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adept Jul 2018
i sat in secret,
watching you build a
safe place with your own
two hands. but when he joined you,
i burned it to the ground.
and you never found out that it was me all along
Emma Jun 2018
Not everyone can recover
In ways which are deemed
Acceptable.
I should know.
I have tried.
But the alcohol will always
Defeat me.

It’s gentle embrace will always
Wash away the bruises
Permanently etched into my
Skin.

It’s caressing touch will always
Help me to forget
How he said my name,
How he touched me,
How he turned my life upside down.

I know the bottle is not the answer,
I have tried to leave it behind. But
No matter how hard I try,
The bottom of the bottle will always be my solace,
My safe place,
The only constant I have left.
It is the only way I know how to go on.
Karisa Brown Jun 2018
She wants to feel important
She wants someone to see her talents
And smile and laugh

To share a common bond
A similar interest
Cause right now
She mostly feels alone

And the silence
Doesn't fill her
Her soul rots away

If she can't get away
From her inner demons
She fears she'll soon fade

Her inner child wants
to feel joy again
To sparkle and such

To light up her eyes
Is all she'll ever want
Ayu Rafina Jun 2018
Yesterday,
I began to tired of longing for someone,
I looked up into deep down of me,
found out my heart is still a messy place.
the pieces of yourself,
still in its place.
I sit in the corner,
wondering.
Even just the pieces of yourself left,
i still love you,
and i couldn't move.
Heyy it's been a whileeeee
Sean Achilleos Jun 2018
Like black and white keys on a piano
They fit like hand to glove
Darkness strengthens the light
And the light contrasts the dark
To play a song on the ivory key only...would be unlikely
To only play your song on the ebony key may start to sound out of tune
Therefore play your life song on both the ebony and the ivory keys
And you shall find a melody
Your life song of harmony
For there is darkness in the light
It makes the light shine brighter
And there is always a light in the dark
Written by Sean Achilleos 2013©
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amber Jun 2018
you say you need someone,
but ill never be that person.
even if somewhere deep down,
you still want me.
i will always long for,
the idea of us,
side by side:
physically,
and emotionally,
intertwined.
but you have your loyalty,
and i have my pride,
so maybe one day,
these feelings,
will subside.
Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2018
Home, home, in my muddy mind,
Where sometimes it is hard to find,
A sensible thought, you will ask "why not?"
Because that is where I go to unwind.

Home, home, in my head,
Travel there each night in bed
To my dreamland, it is so grand,
To spend my time where I'm led.

Home, home, behind these eyes,
You will find quite the surprise,
A world unseen, belonging to me,
It is such a prize.

Home, home, is the place,
Where life isn't a race,
Find inspiration, in imagination,
Surrounded by beauty and grace.
This was for a school assignment when i was in middle school or maybe 9th grade haha
A Lofi Cherry Jun 2018
There are somethings there that you don’t actually feel,
and there are some things you feel that
aren’t actually there
.
It’s to any’s curiosity
that Ive lost my grip
on reality’s terminology



Notes:
what does the word real mean? Your thoughts aren't  a thing but a concept, but we consider them real. They really happened.
Then... Is all concepted real? What if something's not physically real but i believe it's real?
Who can then tell me it's not reality.
My physical self is a trap,  physicality another bind. Your senses  make you think this sensory  world is all there is.
The places my mind goes are real to me.
feelings , the  hands  that hold up the pathways my heart wanders upon;  and thoughts the boat  my mind uses float in a vastness.
A dot in the middle of it all is consciousness, an existing  that means so much Less.
And  I no longer consider reality, my reality.
Bryce Jun 2018
I suppose
if I could metamorphose
Into a new skin
with wings
and a bigger brain

I would.

I contemplate
that this fate
may not be
the best for me.

And yet

I wait

I will grow
and cocooned in the modern american sheen
Dream of wings
miles away
from an airport or two
across the bay
they wave
from boys in areoplanes

I know
there is great green valleys for me
with deciduous trees
and anemones
and bears that ski
on their big fluffy bellies
in the shadow of some upthrust rockface

I beat
the drum of ****** life
and think the heavy drought of thought
and drink
the steaming heat of dreams

I knew
when I was a zygotic mass
imbibed with life
and stolen with soul

That I would be
The best ****** butterfly
You'll ever see.
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