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hannah Jul 2019
adderal fantasies
to sober up the
alcohol tragedies

boys puking out their guts
in attempt of healing
all their mistrusts

the black sky hued with vibrant colors
while all the kids in the truck could do was holler

i sat in the grass
watching my friends helplessly harass,
and i felt such shame
because all i wanted to do
was take the blame

the 6th of july,
and my heart was on high.
went to a 4th of july party. didn't touch a lick of alcohol cause i wanted my friends to be safe. my ex said i was immature. had a couple try and take me home. weird night
Bhill Jul 2019
Being trapped in your own head
Being inside that small little box of crazy thoughts
Crazy thoughts that are controlling you
Controlling your actions, your vision, your sight
What is going on within this space
I'm surrounded with surface to mind missiles
Missiles that are being launched at the very core of my psyche
My once, sain psyche, has been riddled with oddly soothing thoughts
Thoughts that I believe I could enjoy if I could only accept
Accept the new and strange patterns of the mind-numbing weirdness
Weirdness so overwhelming that, my little mind box, is about to overload
I need to wake up...!
Hahaha

Brian Hill - 2019 # 167
Sometimes your mind take your words somewhere else...
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
******* flowers with petals bare,
Call to the bees,
To come drink the nectar,
From hung ovaries.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Walk behind the shadow,
Where the light begins again.
The sun reaches over,
To greet you on the other side.
Feel the warmth,
Then see the dark,
From the object you’re behind.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
A vampire bloodgasm in the shower,
They hide the body in the mist.
As the fog begins to clear,
The water washes the blood away,
With “help” written on the bathroom mirror!
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Cut off God’s thirteenth finger,
It brings the world bad luck.

At the supper of the twelve,
It traded life with a kiss on the cheek!
A tree held a rope for it,
So it could trade the life back!

Number thirteen of the twelve,
Died in a non-existent hotel room.

The dead speak tales of the one,
Who’s kiss killed the sun.
Blew out the world’s candle,
And slaughtered god’s cattle.
Loaded three long nights into a gun...
And pulled the trigger!
Kora Sani Jul 2019
it's such a strange feeling
to feel nothing at all

my soul was left deserted
but it's just my own downfall

i still laugh
and cry
still smile
and frown

that's just second nature
it's what you're supposed to do

but reacting to the world around us
doesn't make us any more alive
than the rain outside a window
can be interpreted as god's cry
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Infinity goes out,
and goes in.
Strenching out towards the stars,
And inwards within.
The universe is vast,
and so are we.
There is no place we've never been,
And no place we will never be.
All the things out there,
are already inside of me.

The most important thing right now is this moment,
So embrace it.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
I want to climb inside to feel your beating heart.
Let me show you another way to love that will bring us closer.
If you say no this may pull us a part.
Let me shoulder my way into you, to become your center.

Shouldering my way into the bunny's burrow,
Shifting my way through the darkness to fill what's hollow.

Something wet and warm is stretching over me.
It welcomes and embraces my entire body.

This is not even half as high as heaven,
But it is as close as spirit.

Many people could not get in,
But I am the perfect fit.

Up to my arms in you,

I am a quater of the way there.

Up to my waist in you,

I am half way there

Up to my feet in you,

I am nearly there.

All the way in now,

All the way...

In.
The shape of the poem provides an answer
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