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Irelyn Thorne Sep 16
Oh my, don't cry
There'll come a better day
Your body looms so high
Yet has taken a shade of gray

Please don't give in
I hear your thundering scream
Don't let these demons win
Or watch the tears stream

Fear is not an option
Watching the fire in your eyes
A menacing rath which grew
Past the cage of these treacherous lies

Your power consumes now
It rips us all off our feet
Begging for mercy is not allowed
As howling terror roams the street

Deadly flames strike the building sides
The world setting ablaze
Only in destruction do you feel pride
Coating us in your smokey haze

Screeching fills the empty homes
Wrecking it all, brick by broken brick
This feasting power feels all but alone
The revolution of a craving lunatic

Then there begins the echo
As you start to lose your voice
The tears sprinkle as it all lets go
We know you'll be back-there's no other  choice

Now I stand amidst the destruction
I know the pain, I feel your ache
Without mourning, we'll never function
These stormy nights are no mistake
Another late night storm :)
VD Sep 17
Writhing, violent rebellion
Systems shutting down
Uncontrollable behavior
Powerless, I frown

Fresh wounds by the second
Digesting razor blades
Flickering old habits
Born of old flames

Shredding softest weakness
Corroding iron strength
Nothing will escape
Mind snaps, and bends

Healing salve corrupted
Swallow all the same
Eradicates stomach lining
Emptiness becomes pain

Consciousness cradled
Craven slumber, debased
Maybe this time

Maybe - !

Maybe not.
The words, Mason! What do they mean?
Bekah Halle Aug 31
Roo
Roo

You bounced high and true,
After the rain swept through.

Each bounce made you stronger,

Your stride leaped longer.

No sound released,
Just breeze from your feet

As you showed us all
How to recompose after a fall —
__

believe me
i know my tears—
too wet,
 too sudden


my eyes a washing line
of memories, regrets
hung me up
  to dry

searching for a loan
of love like a borrowed
heart pinned to a shirt

to find the wear and tear
of time; every memory
is washed,
 wrung out in silence
until it dripped from my eyes—

finally, oh finally,
  this man has found
the time to cry.
girlinflames Aug 11
I will respect you.
You did it
you climbed out of the hole
you once called home
and you flew.
Fly, my love,
you are free
to soar.
Arii Jul 31
Bury me next to
The flowers
We grew,

Remember me even when
I fly
Past you,

Look me in the eyes
And tell me
You’re still real,

And

not a part of me
that has
Yet to
Heal.

Why are you
Everywhere,
But somehow
I can’t

reach

Out and
Take you

Like I

Used

To?

Why do you sit in
A silent place?

And why won’t you ever
Reach
Back
Out

To

Me?
Written after my friend’s DnD character(s)
silvervi Jul 29
I ease myself into the uncomfortable.
Releasing the resistance towards the uncomfortable. There's nothing to fear. Breath.
This tense desire
A built in fire
Ready to be released
Burning passion
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