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s Aug 2016
anxiety kicks down the door
and holds you at gunpoint-
he, who is the most unforgiving of all,
does not care where you come from,
what you’re doing, who you’re with.
he hijacks the system. he takes over
the plane you were trained to fly. he
is a terrorist who you cannot escape
from and you cannot imprison.

you are not safe in your body.
first piece, edited
AylahHearts Aug 2016
My chest spasms...
Tightening vessels resemble bricks
Who knew that memories could feel so heavy
My eyes close for a moment
Flashes of your faces yank violently onto my optic nerves
While my brain attempts to circumnavigate
Turn regret into something easier said than done
My fists clench feeling hot and cold simultaneously
Air rushes into my wrinkled lips
While I breathe NEARLY all of this lingering essence out
Out of my lungs
And I try yet again to return to earth
Hearing an emphatic rhythmic pump
and your well–intentioned attempt to turn words into quietude
Àŧùl Jul 2016
The one who knows all definitions,
Is the one Webster who wove it all,
But the Webster spun it so wicked.

Knew the Webster about negatives,
Allowed them to seep everywhere,
Provided not a one stop solution.

That is why people die of bullets,
They perish of many grievances,
Unable to bear the load they are.

No matter which the district,
Whatever may be the town,
Whichever be the parish.

Disciples and toppers,
Students and scholars,
They all come to perish.
My HP Poem #1094
©Atul Kaushal
Pavel Popov Jun 2016
this is not a free country
pick a place on the globe
they force the laws upon us
US - free people of the world

i am not free to do as i wish
says the man i have never seen
my freedom to act, my free will
taken away by the sinful machine

i should be able to say and do things my way
as long as none else's freedom is taken away!
in a world full of art, love, hope and God
will not be any jails or psychiatric wards

look, the elctions are staged such a cheap act
who cares who gets picked? same outcome, facts
keep paying taxes guess what the money is for
there are more wars going on than ever before

they show you suffering show you pain
through your eyes right into your brain
some are addicted to the "news" from the box
it contaminates your mind, worse than drugs
people don't watch it, what's there to see?
just violence and *** on TV

they create a show out of sinful things
rappers now days call themselves kings
how dare you say that how dare you think?
your throne is a myth get off of it quick
think about chess you have to protect your King
you're playing for the system? not gonna win!
God reigns over All, his rule is supreme
i check! my pawn turns into a Queen
gray rain May 2016
In a white room
thirty people
empty and plain
yet full and lively
everyone different
everyone same
stuck in a system
for hours every day
preparing for a future
that may not exist
existence destroyed
by being uncreative

in a white room
thirty people
just numbers
in a system
different numbers
but no name
gray rain May 2016
Hypnotised
by a system.
Drawn in
to become a victim.
controlled!
by the mind,
can't tap into the other side;
when hypnotised.
gray rain May 2016
I can't do anything during the day
it's impossible to take my mind away
all my focus is on thinking of answers
but a lack of focus of what to me matters
until the 30 minute period where I sit at the back of class
and answer the questions I ask
myself. And write how I feel
and life feels real
and not like I'm programmed
to this system I'm put through
I can break free
it's just when you're in it
it's hard to break through
SassyJ May 2016
Helicopter in the air
Searching for those on the run
Holding the greenness of shattered glass
A tight embrace of the natural beauty

A rock tied to mine locks
Padlocked as I creep the stairway of life
Evolution of flames and fallacies
A sly that promises no tears

Compelled to paste the puzzle together
A locomotion of pieces to a system
Never to be afraid of who we are
United uniqueness to be the ones of a kind

Are we the loyal dogs who bark by the rivers?
Waiting for the tides to wash us away
Singing as the sun reflects beautiful ways
The tales of a long ago uncovers my soul
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