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i've been turned inside out
by this tender emotion i picked up from the ground
it was wet and was wounded  
by senseless gunfire
  
i've been bursting at the seams on my marinated bed
i've been swarmed by the hush of the quiet storm
the warmth of of a soft hand, lost in daylight

my bed
soaked by the pain of an early release  
as hefty stallion hearts spew out their endless past lives    
that couldn't hold for a moment more
for the melody of a thousand moons
crept up on them all on that sunken midnight
that was too close to the places that stay awake

i'm being spun into wool
for blankets that will eventually hold memories
that i will surely turn into
no-man's land
this poem is about being betrayed by the day and by the people that come with that sun rise. I have a lot of moments late at night where i am in a place of utter peace and vulnerability, a place where all of my hearts can speak freely and don't have to be on guard, but when day comes, all the armour has to go back on, just so my body doesn't just crumble to the ground, nor my brain. I've been turned inside out by the beautiful things i find at night and by the experiences and the emotions that come with the night time. It is all about the beauty of the night before the day comes, and how it is rendered useless, until it comes back again.
This one's for her.

She is in tremendous danger.

She is near the tidal wave of calamity.

It is powerful. Ruthless. This creature..
This creature takes no prisoners.
"Stand before me and let me see the life leave your eyes!"
It will prey off her anguish.
Her suffering.
Her weaknesses.
Her lack of will to act.
Her use of time.
This monster of despair will strike.
He will wound.
He will maim.
He will slash her wrists.


And she will recieve several lashes.


Her face will be disfigured.
Her arms will be blackened.
Her legs will shatter.
Her fingers will be broken.
Her smile will disfigure.
Her posture will bow.

The being provides one bittersweet affliction though:
It promises she will see again.
Oh how the woes will be great!
She will be able to see.
See the destruction.
The vivid sunshine of wrath upon her.
"No..."
Indeed.. The night will surround her.
She will bring forth the waterfall from her windows to the soul.

Pray thee tell!
What measures can be taken to prevent the suffering to come?
The lamentations from my heart will be sincere.
It is truly not far from me.
An unbearable sight.
Watching the helpless victim fall to her knees.

TEAR APART
SHRED APART
COLLAPSE
DISINTEGRATE
VANISH
EXPLODE
CYCLONE
TSUNAMI
DEATHB­LOW
SEVER
ANARCHY.

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Written during a time of deep sadness for a close friend.
The worlds a horrible place, you say
New terrors and struggles every day
And when the issues come into play
Everyone seems to run away

People are sick of everyone dying
And people are sick of always trying
When deaths no longer leave us crying
We are the ones with nooses to be tying

As blood is spilled it continues to flow
The rules are ignored and anything goes
Children's skin is scarred in jagged rows
The world is lost by now i suppose

Corpses are lying on every street
People walk with death at their feet
Too many people "forget" to eat
Too many people repeatedly beat

People forget the meanings of yes and no
Children are crying with nowhere to go
Humans are suffering and everyone knows
This is the world now, you suppose
may change / improve later, im just kinda disappointed in the world today i guess
cupid 3d
i am a taint
taint of society
i am a disaster
a symbol of catastrophe
not only am i a taint i am tainted
tainted by my parents
tainted by a boy
my touch is blackened
poisoned
i am poison
i am a hurt, an uncontrollable sickness
i spread through everything i collide with
and leave aphotic traces on everything i touch
i’m not memorable
but i impact everything
i am not a center of cause but i am a piece of all
i am tainted because i am brought into so many lives
i am a destroyer of beauty
a wrecker of concept
because i feel so much but can’t control what i feel
uncontainable thoughts cause unholy amounts of pain
suffering is a disease that we all carry
but i am a ***** of suffering
a romanticized corruption
so romanticized i have become attractive
my taint has become a fad
my disposition is an accessory
i am tainted because no one will let me be taintless
i covered my skin in the world taint until i was covered in black and everything i touched was left smudged with dark ink
Absolutely nothing could set me apart from the rest of the world
But each and every thought of mine has unfurled
I cannot believe I could see before, my eyes are blurred
It's like being drunk in eyesight, all my words are slurred

There's nothing all that special about me, I'm not important
I do not mean to be insensitive, I'm just being blunt
I cannot see beyond my future, I see only a blank slate
Even if there's nothing there, it's such a tiresome weight

Absolutely nothing makes me special, not one thing
But I still cannot help myself, I find that I cling
The people who tell me I'm different are lying
I'm absolutely nothing, endlessly sighing

There are several burdening weights atop my shoulders
The mental weight is heavier than one thousand boulders
I can feel them slowly pushing me down
Soon enough, I'll have a mental breakdown

Absolutely nothing is all I'll ever be, let's face it
Forever I'll be here, suffering, I'll never quit
There's still something I'm missing, I'm positive
My thoughts and voice are holding me captive
This may seem like a magic,
But believe me im tragic...

These words dont come out of thin air,
These are just a glimpse of scars, I've beared...

You've only seen the side I showed you
You've seen nothing its just a preview

But i give u credit for pointing out this sadness,
Im just kidding that was just my fondness...

Now You've taken a sip of my mind,
But Im just another drug, I wanted to remind...

So just leave me be before you get addicted,
Im just a random person who often gets sadistic

And i often say things like these to push you away
But deep down i too know i want you to stay...

Now off you go and laugh on my misery,
I've suffered enough and this too will be history...
So save me before i turn again
Call me before i run again
Vexren4000 Nov 3
A golden era of humanity,
Times of kingdoms,
Great wars of glory and victory,
Times of beast and man,
Of gods and angels,
Lore and fable.
Places placed in historic memory,
Some with secrets never to come back.

©BAS
Marcella Kay Nov 2
She falters
In her own destruction
And chaos,
As everyone knew
Her true identity
Amongst the lies.

She is just like a rose,
That appears elegant and sweet,
But under the thorns,
She is a snake
That waits patiently to catch
Her prey.

Her heart
Is black and ***** as the devil,
Rotten to the core
Like a cold, toxic traitor,
But it crumbles
Then her heart fades into dust.

Everything turns cold
As her anger clouded her mind
And heart,
Her hatred destroys
And intoxicate her surroundings
With only suffering.

Her happiness
Is capable of slaughtering
The innocents within the hands
Of a devil,
But she's a deception
Of an angel.
Skye Nov 2
and in the end,
the rain didn't came.
and he was left to wonder,
left with his thoughts.
left with the pain and the suffering
he swore they'd go through together.
rain.. come back.
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