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Hannah Feb 2017
Wanderlust
consumes her heart.
She longs for lands
she has never walked,
and for people
she has never met.
Her gypsy soul is free,
and so it follows,
the colors of the wind.
•Hannah•
Elissa Deauvall Feb 2017
She walked the trails
with a grace
only she could master

The sun shined
a little harder
every time she smiled

The birds sang
a little louder
every time she laughed

Her words
had enough power
to move mountains

She got lost in her thoughts,
I could tell because
her eyes lit up a bit more

She saw beauty
in everything
even in me

Adventure called her
and her heart gladly answered
"yes."
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Bunhead17 Feb 2017
She dances on the sand
trying to become one
with the earth again....*
♡♡♡♡
She has pain in heart
Sadness in her eyes
And a broken spirit
But she still smiles through the pain
Bunhead17 Feb 2017
Unwanted
Unworthy
Failure
Out of place
You'll never be enough
♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
**I am enough
Dr Strange Feb 2017
MOMMA

Momma, I'm sorry
I'm sorry that your little boy isn't so little anymore
That he turned into this beast not even you can recognize

I'm sorry that instead of coming to you for help like you asked him to
He turned to the street and is now trapped behind three walls and some bars

I'm sorry that you had such high hopes for him
Only for him to turn around and let you down beyond your wildest dreams

I'm sorry that he hurt you so badly
I swear it wasn't his intention to do such a thing

So momma, I'm sorry

FATHER**

Father, I blame you
I want to believe that you tried to be there for him
But please answer this where were you

Where were you when momma was crying in pain and agony
On her knees bleeding from her heart as her soul disintegrated

Where were you when momma lost her job
Forcing us to beg and cheat just so that we could have something to eat that night

Where were you when momma finally lost her mind to the darkness that tortured her
Causing her little boy to be motherless and symbolically hang himself

Where were you when the blood gushed from our shattered beings
When we could no longer take the continuous lashes life granted us

Where were you when we needed you
No where to be found and that's the truth

So father, I blame you
Bunhead17 Feb 2017
I feel like im all alone
In a corner by myself
I got everyone telling me what i can't do
But no one is telling me what i can do
I need support
I cant be there for myself all the time
••••••••••
I hate being alone
I try to stay strong
And smile through the pain
But i just can't
I can't do it anymore by myself
I need someone to be there for me
When i need them ......
I'm always there for everyone else
Why can't someone just support me
And be there when i need them?
:( This is it. The last poem for awhile
Bunhead17 Feb 2017
It was just a memory
....a very good but bad one*

Me and him
....strangers with memories

Was it £○v€°°°¿ Or was it love...?

•••••••••••••
Just memories with an ex. :(
*Strangers with memories* ♡
Bunhead17 Feb 2017
Im still here
Waiting to catch you if you fall
I don't know why I care so much
When I shouldn't care at all
But yet im still here.. waiting
To help you up when you fall
Everybody keeps telling me
To leave you in the past
Because I deserve better than you
But I still care for you
I still.... I still love you
Why am I still here waiting
When I know I should leave
.......But I still care
I still love you

But that... doesn't mean we should be together
Decidation to friend/exboyfriend/friend/exboyfriend again....you know who you are
Cait Harbs Feb 2017
I want to claw at the sky,
see what masterpiece that Sun sneaks away
to paint behind its pale blue canvas,
see the backdrop of the moon's dress rehearsal.

I want to rip the seam of the horizon,
open the cage door of this illusion called reality
that we ceaselessly beat our wings against,
open the fabric and discover what lies beyond the known.

I want to climb to the tip of man's reach,
running far away from the land where right and wrong
are the boundary markers, instead
running to the secret caves in the atmosphere of ambiguity.

Essentially,
take me anywhere
no one's ever been
and everywhere
no one should go.
let's go on an adventure, darling.
Dr Strange Feb 2017
When I was a kid...I was innocent
Believing everything was just perfect,
Or if it wasn't perfect, it would work out when the time called for it
However, when I grew up that innocent mind died
Shot at point blank range right in the eye
Causing me realize that society was ****** up  from the inside
Crying tears that was made up of this substance that leaked from other bloodlines
Now I sit here wondering how did I miss this as a child
Was I that naive that I believed everything was made up of sunshine and rainbows
Completely ignoring all these ugly *** fuckboys and ***** hoes
Now I'm just soaked in my own rage and regret
Failing to determine if I'm just getting angrier or if society is getting stupider
So I just scream at the top of my lungs screams
Falling through the ground still pondering as to what happened here
No seriously, someone please tell me what happened here
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