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newpoetica Mar 2019
i'm beyond stressed.
i can't help but wonder when the good lord will let me rest.
the pressure is building upon my shoulders.
like the ocean swells that crash upon the cliffside boulders.
all of these tiresome, daily meddles.
i'm waiting for the moment it all comes crashing down and the dust finally settles.
my midterms are this week and i'm currently dying. (love being a disorganized AP kid! haha) and obviously i'm extremely stressed because my final yearbook deadline is also this week and wow just wish me luck you guys :'(
Aseel Mar 2019
Can someone be your happiness and makes you wanna die at the same time?
Empire Mar 2019
my eyes
heavy
thoughts
foggy
and the world's
best selling drug
to prop me up
to induce
lucidity
you’d think i’m hungover, but i’m just enslaved to caffeine
Arduino Mar 2019
The birds are chirping
The sun is rising
Yet my eyes have not set
Delusion
Illusion
Disillusion
Lusion
I don't know, I wouldn't listen to me right now
EmVidar Mar 2019
I hate that even when I check
And you haven't responded
That I believe the next time will be
Different
Even though
It never is

-em vidar
I wonder if you have ever thought about me, when you are all that is on my mind lately
be-no-one Mar 2019
Fists up
If your body hurting
Then shout
Scream with your eyes
Enough with the lies
Even the truth was a lie
Just stay down
Because I'm too tired
Too tired to lift you up anymore
gleck Mar 2019
surrounded by brick by brick
those that form these walls
alone with dull pain in my wrist or hip
now my eyes unwillingly half-closed
taking in the light of the screen
ignoring the sun creeping up in the window in front of me

holding my breath again and again
unbeknownst to me why
but I only remember to exhale or inhale
when my body asks for it
and it's so serene that
I don’t want to break the silence
so I mumble low that this is the place for me

getting so comfortable bit by bit
to belong must be this
learning not to hate yourself or habit
after my imagination sprints away
not wondering what might have been
acknowledging the memories that keep me awake are precious to me

I'm not tired of this.
If we could learn to be patient with ourselves, maybe the world would do the same.
Ben Mar 2019
Roses can only last so long
They bloom and grow
Lure with such a vibrant red
Sometimes a shade explained by its own name
So unique with beauty
Pleasing in aroma and seductive to the eye
Yet, in its efforts
Its only life is for Valentine's
People sometimes want the good of you and then let you wither. Sometimes you just need to step back and be alone. It is not the best feeling when no one seeks to be with you alone. Being sought is amazing.
Cherish Mar 2019
It's been a few months since i posted

Here again, still at the edge,
Seeking for help. No one will notice,
Before this you're the only one who will notice me but never again.

I miss those days, if everything was still the same right now, now i would be lying down on your shoulder
Replaying my favorite song
Helping you to light up ur cigarettes.

Too bad it's all gone,
My efforts wasn't enough when i thought i've already tried my best but
maybe to you those small efforts its nothing at all.

Really thankful for everything you did for me
Even the smallest thing
Risking ur freedom for me
Or even ur happiness.

You seems to be happier,
happier than before
hope she's treating you better than me
hope that she can do those small little thing for you that i didn't manage to do
hope that she comfort you the way you wanted when you're down.

Everyday it gets darker and darker for me.

My loss, never yours.
Memories kills.
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