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Jeremy Betts Dec 2023
There's no escaping these prison walls of skull and bone that nobody sees
The only thing stopping me is me, or so it seems
Look past the nose on your face, I'm beggin' you please, hear my pleas
My nightmares roll over into daymares, you get to look forward to your dreams

©2023
I lay still, staring at the ceiling
It was all dark; no colours, no feeling
A constant thumping in my chest, the spirit wasn't leaving
Moonlight shone through the window, soothing quiet screaming
Body contorted, agony was unveiling
Put me to sleep: I closed my eyes, pleading.
just one of those nights where I desperately wished to be put to sleep
Fireflies Jun 2020
Somehow everyone has a mental illness
When did a disease become a trend?
It feels like we are in a storybook
The boy who cried wolf
Where everyone cries out for help
But those whose pleas meant something were left unheard
depression is not a trend. Kids need to stop making it sound so trivial. It makes the pain that the actually depressed kids have meaningless.
N Mar 2020
Kiss my hungry mouth
till death comes to kiss

Press your heart
against mine and
abate my misery

Offer me your lips
to devour
to satisfy this hunger
within my lonely heart
The three acts of love.
N Mar 2020
Will you help me carry my sadness
and throw it away in a deep well?

Will you visit me in a dream and help
me face my heart-wrenching dreams?

Will you wish me goodnight
before you leave me tonight?

Will you handle this foreign heart of mine,
or are you going to abandon it for another refuge?

All I ask is, will I ever be
welcome in your heart, again?
N Nov 2019
Every time I hear the word “love”
I think going
warmth
and then going
(don’t)
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018


I dare not dull my mind
with wine, unless it's
truly sweet. As much I want
to rest, I hear my pen's pleas,
as its golden blood bleeds; for
to always stay vertical! Only
on my deathbed, should it
be laid to rest horizontally.


The power of the pen.
I literally find it hard to put the pen down at times,
even when sometimes,  I'm not in the best place
mentally to do anything....
Anyway, the Gala 4 and 5 are out!
6 will be out tomorrow!
Have a great night/day!
Lyn ***
Ayer probé el humo
                            era DENSO
era ESPESO

Ayer caminaba por la avenida
                                    paso un autobús
era GRANDE
                           gritaba HUMO
Era denso, era espeso, era gris.

Entro en mi cuerpo, escupí lamentos,
camine a la tienda
y estaba allí
con un par de cigarrillos y unos jeans

Era LINDA
                            deslumbraba VIDA
buscaba FUEGO

                                                                                           y le sonreí...
Martin Narrod Jan 2018
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we make death
we eat breadths
lay in beds
bray and fret

we make death
sticks which twitch up the legs
passing through like a wish
it’s an inside your one-two tease
i stare at your shell
i want to ring your bell
just plant your hell on me
give yourself what you need
please baby please
give yourself what you need

we make death
we acquiesce
apodyopsis
feint of logic
till quite obnoxious
eat flesh in keys quixotic
lubricious sycophant rhapsodic
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