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sometimes the words cannot be formed;
your mind is in a constant 'stand by mode.'
it's a flaw in the chemical balance of our own existence.
human nature has suffered through
******,
terrorism,
and neglect.
yet why when I cannot think of a simple sentence or two to release my tension and anger,
I feel as if  THIS  pain
is the worst of all.
Dayana Feb 2015
I wrote about you, day and night
You are my moon, you are my sun
I wished for the day when we would finally unite
Like the stars in the galaxy, shining bright
I was dreading the fact that the day might never come
When you wrap me in your arms and tell me it's fine
When you utter those words and protect me for life
My dread was increasing, my hopes were decreasing
I slowly shattered into a deep despair
Losing all senses of a fulfilled life and hope
I thought that the fantasies and dreams in my head are unrealistic and are merely an illusion
But then there you were, my protector, my hero
You grabbed me right at the end of the cliff and held me tight
You reassured and brought my soul back to life
You were my protector, and I was yours
We are now, now and forever, inseparable
For we suffered too long in the absence of one another
Shawn Callahan Feb 2015
I want to experience more.
To understand
all the pain you carry.

Send me the aura surrounding you
Share with me your wretched soul
Confide all your regrets
in the palm of my hand.

I want to  uncover
Your repressed tortures;
to feel all the suffering
that drove you to your high.

Hand me the razor.
Let me stream my blood,
Pooling in  my palm:
Drowning your regrets.

I'll pull the trigger at my heart
saving your beautiful mind
to shine in your darkest times.

I'll take care of you
Understanding the necessity
for blood to be shed
and for your tears
to be absorbed, into my chest.

Abuse me with your nightmares
Scare me enough to runaway
Mince the white line
We'll escape into your dreams: **Together.
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CD Feb 2015
I traded my mind out for him, because I knew he’d have enough to fill the void inside my head.
Turns out I was wrong.
Shannon Jeffery Jan 2015
Today I am done
I'm done with it all
World you have won
I'll curl into a ball

You've broken my will
Poisoned my soul
My mind is collapsing
But I guess it's not surprising

You reach out with talons
And rip out my heart
My blood you drain in gallons
It's a sick, sadistic art

If there is a hell
This is where it's at
Life is but a mere cell
We are just rats

I could go on forever
About the pain that you cause
But in the end, you'll just sever
More hearts with your claws

My light is in darkness
In escape from dismay
All I request
End me this day
I am over it all, the irony though I write a poem about my unbreakable will, well **** it, it's broken.
deepthi suresh Jan 2015
In the midst of cotton fields,
the blood stained parched mud.
The footprints deeply imprinted,
did they walk with a future unheard,
A scene from a western entertainment.
The reality however frightened,
with thoughts of ancient past,
and you wonder how and why?!!
Why the instances of violent thrill?
To belittle the powerless under your control.
Why the question of untouchable and discontent?
The question to freedom pertained throughout,
by many great souls over  a period of time?
The cheap skill all around,
once and forever for granted,
the then degradation of human mind,
continues to speed up phony mundanity.
In the lost time with unknown souls,
wishing for a priceless touch,
a brush with the everlasting feel,
of forgotten past,to play the note of enrichment,
With a love so pure found in a fantasy.
And there she walks away
with a whipped back into her glorious world reluctantly,
looking for a bright Sunday morning.
Mercury Chap Jan 2015
I am bound by heavy chains,
Chains of broken swings
The dark room I am in,
Broke my healthy wings.
It has clasped me
In its fierce claws
And now I can't see
Even if there are anymore laws.

The heaviness,
Oh, it's hard to bear
I try choking my breath
But I promised
I will take care,
I won't wreak the life I'll miss
Even if someone already did.

I fall on my knees,
Giving up after
All the pain I felt
And had to bear
While struggling in vain
For something,
But no one cares.

Just then,
A speck of light
Creeps through a crack
The dusty ray,
Falls on my feet, now slack
Calling me by my name
Trying to lift me up,
From this gloomy game.

Taking the warm hand,
I get up with high hopes
But then I realise
I am bound by ropes
Of the tight and heavy chains.

The warmth tells me
Not to stop,
"But I can't move," I say.
"Don't lose hope,
Please come this way."

Clasping his hand,
I move forward
Wishing I could elope
With him from this place
And I won't give up,
If I'm still in this race
I would walk faster,
Increasing my pace.

Suddenly, the chains crack,
Its cracking lullaby
Echoes in this hollow rack.

My feet lift,
Taking a bigger step,
And they rift
The ground that kept
My strength away from me
It's my turn now
To make marks on it
And I somehow
Stab my feet in it
Making it feel the pain I felt
When I was known to be a misfit.

The warmth of his hands,
Supporting when I fall
The warmth of his hand
Bringing me up
When I crawl.

Another step I take,
Not my biggest mistake
Because then,
The chains finally break.

I look up at the sky,
At the dancing auroras
Waving me goodbye,
Singing their fake silent lullaby.

Another step forward,
And my heart will prance
Under the lovely light,
My feet will dance,
Embracing me in
A whole new trance,

*Embracing me in
A whole new trance.
kaylene- mary Jan 2015
they fed me
the lyrics of
a christian.
they lead me
through the
forrest of all
that's good
and holy.
seven days
and seven nights.
but he couldn't
spare another hour
to mend the future
he foresaw.
all powerful
you say?

then why did he
turn our world
into slaughter?
all he taught me
was to spill a little
blood when things
don't go my way.
how do I prove
I am worthy?
just make a little
sacrifice
but oh
the victim must be
innocent.

what must be right
must be revenge.
"**** her first born child!"
"drown them, they are wild!"
burn the crops of the poor
And mutilate their
soldiers when they
fight for more.
they told me he
was all powerful
but he stood back
and watched them suffer.
Tell me something
Mr. All and Mighty
why are you
lying to us all?
Mercury Chap Dec 2014
She's an innocent little girl
Unknown about the people in this world
Who think it's a curse that she is born.
It's nothing to do with her but with her gender.
She has to suffer because she's her.

She grows up while listening to those painful words
By the voices of herds.
Those words which struck her like a bullet inside her heart
Now it's broken so much, it can't be mended even if we try hard.

This is not what she wants
But she's dumbfound like a mime,
Stuck inside, bounded by walls
Walking inside the empty halls.

She screams but no one hears
She wails but no one cares.
There's no one here who feels her pain anymore
As people ignore.
It's a curse that she is born even if she did nothing bad at all.

She has nothing else to do
But to dream about another universe,
Where people are one,
Where there's no boy or girl
That's what she thinks is a world.

But that's not true,
It's sad to say:
She is a curse in every way.

Why would they hurt such beauty and charm
When they do so,
She is so calm.

She has wings
Which are broken now
And it stings
If she tries to fly.
But still try,
You are not alone.
WickedHope Dec 2014
Young man
Grown past us both
Having to carry
The world on his shoulders
Our suffering
Our torment
We force him to watch
In silence
While we scream
My younger friend found out about the extent of my self injury and suicide attempts today, after he found out about our mutual friend's (my ex(?) bestfriend) over the summer.
He has seen too many demons firsthand for his age.
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