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As I listen to music
My heart begins to steady
Patience begins to run thick
The stress isn’t as heavy

Starting to think of her
The girl of my dreams
For she is the cure
For life’s negative beams

I wish I could talk to her
In this very moment
My eyes are filling with tears
I would give every cent
To fall in love with her
All over again
Jay M Jun 2019
Constantly calling
Forever haunting
Will it ever be known?
This terrible truth?

Tired eyes
Barely open
Never catching a single solid time
All broken
Fractured
See me
And save me

Oh friend
Lift me up
I am slipping
Going under
White wings
Tainted
Faded to black
To which I am falling into
Unable to escape

- Jay M
June 6th, 2019
Maja Oct 18
I took ten lives
to save a thousand

I lost a battle
to win a war

To hold up the halo
I got my horns,
because I cannot take the rose,
without taking all its thorns.
Does the end justify the means?

Well,
can the means justify the end?
Bhill Oct 11
is humanity going to be beautiful again
it has lost its way, and I want to know when
all people of the world, deserve a little break
it has been too long since all of us, really could partake
mama never told us, there would be days like this
she told us what she knew and would she gave us a kiss
I want humanity to be beautiful again
let's find a way to save ourselves, and I end, with an AMEN

Brian Hill - 2020 # 280
Of late
I have realised
We shouldn't
Spread negativity
Howsoever justified
We may be
Expressing our
Negative feelings
Of worthlessness
Uselessness
Of life
Relieving
Our inside
After all
We all have
A social responsibility
If we can't
Mitigate suffering
Alleviate pain
From people's life
Atleast
We shouldn't
Encourage them
Embrace melancholy
And depression
Triggering
Life threatening
Obsession
Life is precious. Save it.
THIS POEM IS FOR THOSE WHO MAY HAVE SEEN THE WORST IN LIFE, BUT ARE MENTALLY STABLE AND HAVE NO SERIOUS MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES. JUST TO SHOW POETIC ACUMEN IS NOT DESIRABLE.
Anna Postrero Oct 10
No one can save us
but ourselves.
No one can
and no one may.
We ourselves
must walk the path.
Aside the tiers of which she tolls in tears.
Holds her upon her hair.
Crumbled beneath her ***.
With grief out of disconcord.
As she refused to take charge.
But he continued to pounce on.
The pain,  the grief,  the blame,  all she gets on.

His thrusting showed a haste.
And a threatened, horror taste.
Force ******,  isn't that a waste?
Like the itching troubled paste.

Justice ceased to favour
Her cries,  but insult does.
As quick as she's now a *****
A *****! Such inhumane
Justice out-insult in;  our new normal.

Not again will she cry in vain.
Not again will grief runs through her veins.
Not again will she endures the pain.
Because she now stands to be the main.
And ****,  a disheartened effort with no gain.
This poem seeks to end the menace of immorality shown towards incidence of ****.  It also reveals the conditions of ****** and how much of displeasure they got in the act.
It as well pointed out how justice as failed victims of **** in our society and how the trial to justice merit not victims of ****.
The last verse pointed out taking responsibility attached to **** and which they will no longer cry in silence.  Every will they be subjected to grief,  pain and endurance without gain.
ShadowSpy Sep 15
Sink
Drown
Steal my
Crown
Ocean
Wave
No one to
Save
Deep
Down
I am
Underground
Pearl
Shore
I am
No more
ShadowSpy Sep 15
if you loved me
whyd you leave me

if i loved you
whyd i let you

whyd you save me
only to leave me
whyd you go somewhere you knew i couldnt find
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