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neth jones Jun 3
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I enter a voiceless Forrest
quiet
           as after ******

it awaits a wind
                     to disturb
its brooks
          to run full babble
and the creatures
                 to muster bravery
and reveal themselves

Caught unawares
I feel I may have embarrassed it
I shall return later for my walk
Evelyn Ann Apr 11
Its is long overdue
We have already wasted enough time

We have carried this weight, these baggage and so much emotional turmoil, for too long, it blinds us and hinders us

Making us uncomfortable, unacceptable, unable to grow, unable to see what needs to be removed from our lives and unable to overcome obstacles

But I am too afraid....

No, we are afraid to remove such a blindfold and such a hindrance

It seem almost impossible
Because these are things that I....

No, these are the things we treasurer the most.
mc Apr 8
i sat alone and waited for the sun to come up
i never did like mornings
but it's not really morning; i never closed my eyes once
instead, i stayed awake through the night
and paced until i wore down the rug
this youth is full of endless nights
and praying for the kinds of highs i only find when i'm drunk

i sat alone in the back of my car
with nobody in the front seat
i left the keys out on the hood
hoping for someone to come save me from me
i waited in the parking lot until it got empty dark
the night is one big endless sky
and imagining what it's like to die alone in my neighborhood park

i sat alone at the edge of the creek
clinging to my own shaking hands
the water ran over my feet and we moved together like it was a dance
i fell asleep in a bed of reeds in the late afternoon
and dreamed of catching fireflies
and running towards blue headlights
and swallowing the moon
rough draft
I am the hurt
The burdened teacher
A simple-minded empty preacher
I am the pain
The alcoholic
A backward-thinker born to frolic
I am the sunder
Basic utensil
Cut and split, a modern mental
I am the struggle
The he to she
A sole investment with no plea
little lion Feb 19
I don't want to love you anymore.
but how am I supposed to make myself fall out of love
with the one who taught me
what love really feels like?
Darling D Feb 4
Time has never flown for me.                 so I'm just waiting here,
It's just kinda stumbled around.             planted on even footing.
I know I'm only 25                                    I know there's nothing
but it feels like I've been here                  very artistic about this piece.
for 3 lifetimes...                                         It's more so just a diary entry...
Feels odd, at times -                                  but it's 5am and I'm tired
me still being alive.                                   and putting in the effort
                                                          ­           never got me anywhere.
Death isn't something I fear anymore
and there isn't really anything
here to look forward to
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
I can't feel it.
But I really want to.
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
But listen to my questions
          if you have their response.
I form these words
          for you.
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