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Zadkiel Oct 2020
O' brother
    Today is the anniversary
    of the day you were born
    But Fear not
    for I have a Present
    It is a cake obviously
    Never doubt me
    never
    Either way
    cake
    For you should feed your Gluttony
    And though I ate nine-tenths of the cake
    you still ate
    O how kind I am
    How much more Retribution
    truth
    But I am higher of that
    Regarded as Saint
    that is what kindness I have


    O' brother
    I write to you today
    for my anniversary of the day
    I died came
    I have seen a ******
    I have seen a robbery
    I have seen the cruelty of humanity
    But all I am and is a bystander
    who keeps His Head down
    With mediocrity
    and hypocrisy
    Ego dominant
    while the Id is miniscule
    Either way
    It seems that
    I can't show my kindness no more


    O' mineself
    I have a confession
    I may see the trash
    out of all the trash
    and though the foggy mirror
    blurs it
    I Still See
    Mineself
    For even though
    I have saved a kittens life
    I have saved a boys life
    I have saved a girls life
    I have saved an adults life
    I have saved my ego
    I have saved my Id
    How more trash could I be
    I can't say sorry
    no
    I can only say that I am no more
    a saint
    a bystander
    just the trashiest
    of all trash
Dee Oct 2020
❝ a bright light you once were
   filled with the radiance of your raging red;

   you illuminated through a flowering future
   but then the dark clouds sought you out
   and rendered your light invisible

   the land roared for your pastel orange of peace
   but the darkness has swallowed everything

   your sons and daughters walked blindly,
   trapped and lost within the dark woods of chaos
   they sought out for you and your warmth
   only to be greeted by the harsh cold
   and blood curdling gargles

   eventually the clouds rolled away and left you tainted
   but as you struggle to reclaim your lost kindle
   we bask in your greyish faint light
   and hope that your waltz to the symphony of change
   will soon take you to the path of a glorious self recreation ❞
NJ Brown Aug 2020
I'm triggered
It feels like a bullet wound to my head
Like daggers to my chest
I'm stir crazy
I'm all alone
There's a breath on my neck
I'm not even safe at home
arms tighten at my throat and I can't breathe
I'm leaking from arousal
I don't want it but I can't speak
"You're so wet for me"
I don't want to be
I'm triggered
Nobody can love what is tainted
Despite August being women's month, a woman is afraid of being ***** and being a victim caught in the situation, my only prayer was that the ****** spare my life.
Tales Hunter Jul 2020
You thought you could tame
That little timid boy
Mould him into your--
Spite and darkness
Annihilate his Lambent soul
And leave him benighted
Just because ---
He was filled with love and light
And his happiness
Consumed you
You're battered by his affection
You reified your lies against him
Painted him villain around the his hood
You couldn't bear to see a smile in his face
You're torn....

But now..
You've awaken a monster
He now has spoken malediction
On your soul
So what now? Huh.!
You sacred
Feeling frightened
Can't fight the demon you let loose
Can't control him
And you still trying to control the young lad
Those his cuts
Marks your end
The Demons you made
Are in their fullest power now
Ready to be unleashed
Soon enough
At his sight,
You would cringe.

#Tales Hunter
Living can sometimes be depressing to a person with a good heart.
-elixir- Jul 2020
The drops of the past
Wells up in my eyes,
As my mind purges
my soul of the
heart stung with
Poison.
Poison
That stains souls.
Which remain tainted,
In the bright cosmic world,
among the naive souls
In line to be slain.
Some late nights are different from the other
Ashlyn Yoshida Jul 2020
I want to go back
And then I don't
Reminded of back then when it was all a lie

Each reminder
that flower
that song
I loved you all so dearly
How could you have seen
nothing but a rag doll
Someone annoying and unpredictable
Having nothing of any good inside
you turned your heads
and left me to leave
without a single goodbye
I have a lot of poems to write when it comes to this...I'm going to try something happier later
Frannie Jun 2020
*******, faded love deceitful
Not willing to put the other above
All the many that comes before
Where one plus one becomes four
******* faded love
Where all is one and one is none
Love devoured by the hour
Love spoiled, bitter and sour
******* faded love
Not willing to part
Jaxis Jun 2020
Thinking about the week after that smoke break
The beginning of continuous mistakes
First time unplanned second time was for the take
The fireplace for your lonely brisk night
Was friends of three turned to two
How it was for me, framed and blamed
For things never being the same
Temporary connections, use to false affections
It should have been different
I changed thinking it’ll be worth it
But you turned out to be so arrogant
That’s what caused the sudden split
You came back, thought we could attempt to make it work
With that hopefulness I only earned a slight smirk
Then in an instant saw nothing but flowers
Minutes that went by, for me, felt like hours
Purple daffodils printed on a white silk pillow case
And scratches from long callous hands
That feeling I could never erase
Feeling warm in the worst way
Wishing after you wouldn’t want to stay
Diving into that state of mind like quicksand
Said things would stay the same
But the distance increased, now we don’t speak
This memories for you to keep
I bet you’re still “glad you came”
liakey Feb 2020
I am not an open book;
I am not an easy read.

you pried open my cover,
and engraved your name on the sleeve.

ink bleeding through the layers,  
pure white pages made unclean.

you wrote down a story,
and I let myself believe.
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