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Emmiasky Ojex Dec 2018
THE STORY IN MY HEAD (The Man Sitting In Your Front)

He’s not a human being – No, he is less of that
He might’ve been the one through whose ***** I permeated into my mother’s ******
But would you believe me if I told you that he deflowered his product?
And tags it a righteous conduct

To take a bite of the material to know it’s worth
And to be the first person to know what’s what and what’s not
That man sitting in front of you was the one who’s made me a shame
Since Mum caught him on me the second time, life’s never remained the same

I can’t even call my natal vehicle “Mom”
She’d say “I am not the mother of a *****”
I cannot give birth to a lady
Who’s only dream is to give birth as a baby

But what am I to do when that man sitting in front of you caused all these?
I can’t even tell you the pain I feel when someone calls me by his last name
I have to hold it in each time, in school I have to be called upon by the teacher with that name while being sane
But to whom am I to explain all these?

That the man you call my Father,
has committed ******
towards myself and my mother,
he’s sexed his first daughter
in an attempt to be the first buyer.

©Emmiasky Ojex
The #TheStoryInMyHead is a compilation of tales that narrate inhumanity and its adverse effects on its victims, something that's been on around the world for too long and has done too much evil to be left alone.

This is 2 out of 24
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
I fell
and no one's there to save me
I'm falling so deeply
but your eyes never even lie on me

I'm broke
shattered and alone
I am in oblivion
but again you'll never know

I cried
so loud and full of tears
though I pour out my heart's burden,
guess I am still forgotten

I screamed
like I am in deep crevice
You were reached by my voice
still you walk away with your ears closed
This was written 2 years ago. I just found this recently.

siin.li
Justyn Huang Nov 2018
I poured some time
into a well. just to see
how much the water'd
Swell.

Another day
Another down
Another pour

But never filled, never flowed.
Why then am I doing this for?
Jasmine dryer Nov 2018
you eat while i'm deprived
i'm numb while you thrive

i'm dead while your alive
Jasmine dryer Nov 2018
some comes from pain
its the red paint of blood you paint with
the red ink that flows through you
when you truly make art

the best art can come from pain
a M b 3 R Nov 2018
you shouldn’t get use to being hurt.
you shouldn’t feel emotionless.

i want you to enjoy your life, treasure it.
add colours to it if it was monochrome.

don’t feel lonely,
many people are here for you.
don’t feel afraid in the dark when you can’t see,
someone will be your light to guide you out.
and a helping hand would help.

try to be positive,
work towards it slowly,
you don’t have to rush.
just know if you are making progress,
it is good enough.

you shouldn’t think that you aren’t enough because this society will never be satisfied
no matter what,
society demands will never be met because no one is perfect.

so be happy with who u are, love yourself.
a certain someone will always love you.
it may be your parents or someone special.

be truly happy and enjoy your life don’t take it away from yourself.
this isn’t really a poem...? hmm idk but its okay haha. sorry if its a little messy... i hope all of u are doing fine and please never hurt yourself alright treasure yourself okay self love weee
underestimated Nov 2018
I tried
I told you that you were worth it
I didn't do enough
I should've ran to you like I said I would
I should have been there
But I wasn't
Instead I sat in my room and cried
I'm no better than any of the other ones
I have no reason
It should've been me
You're alive but you're not living anymore
It's my fault
I'm sorry
Guilt...
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
It was pouring cats and dogs,
I saw her drenched to the skin,
She ran to the canopy where I stood,
Her wet look,see through blouse,
and hunched shoulders,
Made A Sound in my heart,
Thud, thud, thud...................
I offered her my coat.
The next sunny day I saw her at the bus stop,
"Hi, remember me from yesterday."
" Sorry pal it was dark,
I don't recall you.
Your FILE NOT FOUND!"
I insisted,"Don't let my heart's 'Server Down."
Your smile, your style,your grace
I have clicked SAVE in one FILE.
Please be my life's Animated GIF.
She:"I am involved with someone,
I have no more 'Disk Space' in my heart's storage for you.
Please 'Ctrl+alt+delete' me from your life."
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2018
Save your,
Energy
Effort and
Time
For those
Who care

Save your,
Light
Words and
Soul
For those
Who deserve
Genre:Experimental
Theme: Conservation Of Energy
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