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is Aug 2016
pain spreads like a pandemic, infecting even the kindest of us. sadness is a painful bruise evident on the surface of our skin. we wear emptiness like it is the latest fashion trend. the contagion spreads through our word; it reaches the depths of our hearts. during times like these, we ask God, "where are you?" only to be met with a cold silence. our own twenty-first century plague. we are the rats that carry the virus. the few of us appear who asymptomatic eventually succumb to the pathogen. we overdose on pills and drown ourselves in alcohol to escape pain only to learn that it is inexorable. our words are pernicious and our actions are even more so. we create a false image of unity in the light of unfavorable times, which seem to come more frequently than in the past. we hold each others hands and hold our own tongues hoping that submitting to our government will save us this time. we are wrong, but we choose again and again to hide from the perilous truth; we are not safe from each other or from ourselves. any detriment that we suffer is entirely deserving.
Ariel Aug 2016
Things you create to debate.

Our love could wait.

Made a mistake to be taken,

And left to meet at a wake.


I am dead,

no love,

no tears to shed.

Break the bread,

share and don't dread.

Were slaves meant to be lead.

By our hearts…..


Filled with  greed and desire..

So potent, it turns us into liars.

When things are dire.

You let ourselves consume

And tire,

Of the things that make us human.
Love is selfish and potent. Something that can not be contained and is one of the deadliest sins and the sweetest. Because its so potent. - Latrinity
Badatpoems Aug 2016
Us
Are you into me
Or
Am I  getting into you?
Alegria Mir Aug 2016
I see you, you're there
But do you see me?
Probably not 'cause you're everywhere
All you see is yourself
You don't even care
Self is your first priority
It's no longer fair
Why do I even stay
You can't even offer me a chair
Just say something
Maybe compliment my hair
It's so painful
I don't even dare
Dare to say what happened
What happened to the love we used to share
Lovey Aug 2016
There's rules everyone makes that they live by.
Their morals I suppose.
They ground things that you live by, the lines you draw, the walls you build , and the bridges we burn.

We have our things that keep us "in line". We all have our past some of us try to hide. So we make new rules, we make new lines, we burn more bridges.

Everyone has an idea on who they are. A majority of the time we try to find every way to put ourself down.
We find a way on how we aren't perfect. Everyone tries to make it ok to say they aren't good at this or that.
Every person always says they are less than what someone will tell them they are good at. Worse we try to prove said person who is trying to make you look as a good person.

We get told a million things within our time of living. We all get pushed down. We all get told we aren't good enough. We all fall, we fall further than we can pick ourself up sometimes.  

There will be more people who tell us bad things about ourself than good.
The people who tell you the things that keep you up at night always end up being the people closest to you.

You will never care what a person says that you don't know much. You will  care and stay up at night remembering the words someone you love or trust said to you. You light forget it but they stick for long amounts of time.

You will always stay up at night over thinking the words you tell yourself.
You won't forget them.
Because you are yourself, your own words won't go away easily ever.

Your words are the words that dictate the future you hold. You can make yourself fall by reciting the words you stay up at night hearing.

There will always be more cruel people in the world than nice.
The one person who's the most cruel is secretly yourself.
No one will think that they are the person hurting them self the most but they are.

We all overthink on stepping out of our "comfort" zone.
Because we are scared on either what someone might say, if it'll effect how others feel about you.

We all make things a hundred times harder for our self because you'll think you aren't good enough for a person you haven't even met.

Every bridge we burn, we don't burn enough inside of us.


-Lovey
Carolyne McNabb Aug 2016
"Together"
This word brings two people into one
perfect sound.
The way the word rolls off my tongue,
it sends chills up my spine and back down.

"Us" and "we"
only make the music better.
These melodious sounds urge me to sing.
The way "us" and "we" dance together
is a fairy tale scene.

And finally "forever"
completes the play.
But it isnt over!
No, far from it. You see we simply
lived "us" and "we",
"together" and "forever",
happily ever after.
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