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Rin Jun 2020
the dangers in the street
thieves and mad maniacs
walking with calloused feet
embellish in black slacks

the dangers in the street
did not warn me for you
voice deep, achingly sweet
your visage portrays blue

the dangers in the street
says you like to pretend
lies taste so bittersweet
i’ll hold you till the end

the dangers in the street
thieves and mad maniacs
murdered my trusts, repeat
sincere love, filched and taxed
Angela Rose Apr 2020
I don't want to keep being your maybe
I don't want to keep being your hypothetical
I don't want to keep being your shadowed fantasy
I don't want to keep being your naughty little secret
I don't want to keep being your ***** on the back burner
I don't want to keep being your inferior alternative
I don't want to keep being plan B

I want to be the girl, the one, you know what I mean

The laugh that keeps you craving more and more
The smile that makes a day full of rain feel like a sunflower garden
The touch that makes the pains of yesterday feel non existent
The snicker that reminds you of play time as a 6 year old
The sarcasm that keeps you on your toes
The soft voice that makes you think about how good of a partner I would be
The drive that makes you want to be a better man, better future husband, future father

Instead, I am the token of *** that makes you hard
Instead, I am the moan that distracts you from your problems you pretend to ignore
Instead, I am the breath of fresh air that reminds you how suffocated you have felt for years
Instead, I am the burden that you can't seem to ignore
Instead, I am the voice in the back of your head telling you that you need to make a decision and you hate me for that

I don't want to fall for you. But I think it's five months too late for those emotions
Ash Apr 2020
You said you were the one
You said that  you were it
But you were wrong
You claimed I needed to be with you
So I clung to you
I needed you to simply be
Because i thought that you were me
I thought living was inside my head
I thought performance was winning
And equated with existence.
Every part of you is not me
Though I've grown with you
And traced you back to the age of three
You are not me but merely a distraction
From seeing the ethereal before me
From living out the plays inside my head
From conforming to the reality that attention is not needed
Recognition is not imperative
Success is not vital
To live extraordinarily.
You are just a distraction from who I need to be
And as I fall and trip and stumble back into the pleasure of your continuous movie reel
I see the world and I see me and I remember the presence of who I am supposed to be
All in the moments that you are not there
And still I struggle
But I know now that you are not who I was destined to be,
And maybe I’m not special
Or all i thought I’d be
But with you, I’ll never reach my dreams
And I’ll never reach me
Until I hit pause on the remote
And eject this fantasy DVD.
ira Apr 2020
Words to make others laugh,
Laughter to make them believe,
Smile to cast no doubt,
Don’t feel pain.
Put on a facade for the rest
At home back into the nest.
Don’t let them see
Be filled with glee.
They only know
What you show.
Put on your facade as an aide
To make them laugh.
hydonni Apr 2020
"How are you? "
They asked me...
"I'm Fine... "
I'm perfectly okay,
And my chest feels like its gonna explode...
My head feels pressurized,
And white noise fills my ears...
And I'm stumbling blindly,
Barely seeing through the tears that pour down my face...
"I'm Fine... "
Everything is just peachy,
And I feel empty,
Alone in a crowd of people,
Never fitting in... Never belonging...
Floating above everything and everyone,
A lonely, solitary ghost...
"I'm Fine... "
Perfectly alright,
And I play that depressing song,
Over and over and over again,
Listening to the same sad words,
Feeling worse by the second...
"I'm Fine... "
I have never been better,
Can't you see the huge, ginormous smile on my face,
"I'm Fine... "
I swear I am,
And I'm drowning in my fears,
I can't see, I can't breathe, I can't be,
But I'm fine.
The Foodie One Apr 2020
My eyes always
wander
from side to side,

Checking for a sign
that tells ‘em to hide

Under a screen
of pretended Lies -
To protect me from
the cruelty of Life.

But, to Lies I prefer
Poetry instead:
warming my heart
with Love once again.
© 04/04/2020
Coleen Mzarriz Apr 2020
Memoirs can be abandoned,
her empty heart
is what drives her strong
just like what she covers,
in her face.

Ghosts of their shadows
spelled out in her grip
call upon them like a spirit
that desires to be summoned.

She was standing amid the ghost town,
there she was closing her eyes
stomach churning,
when she recognized him.

They were glaring at each other
who will triumph?
It was that vie
of whom should move first, “I still love you”

He spoke with a smirk —
her thoughts are like the battleground
“Should I trust him?”
She called for her shadow,
only the beeping noise
of the cricket's songs
can be drawn in the area.
She grappled to resist the cracks
frightened, it will shower like raindrops.

He threw that stifle laugh
a natural one she couldn't ignore
he attempts to contain
the rushing vessels
that forced them to be one.

They tried to settle in the present
left the Ghost Town
of their oppressed minds
imprisoned
the aged allure
at the back of their heads.

Maybe this way will work,
and they don't have to fight anymore.
Ghost Town of oppressed memories.
Ella Apr 2020
Don't pretend
that you were trying
to save me when
you were the one
who let me
drown.

You're nothing but a jester
exploiting me to win my crown.
Exploiting: To use (a situation or person) in an unfair or selfish way.
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