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Damn you Adam Oct 2016
I have risen
Before the sun
Escape my prison
I must run
Persist. Resist.
Yield for none
I will not Yield
Till I am done.
Elioinai Sep 2016
You love me in my brokenness
You hold my heart with shards of glass
A few times I've felt too broken, to weak that you should keep loving me. I've felt like I'm too much, but you always show me your heart is big enough and that I'm going to be OK. I can beat this.
Death has knocked on my door
Many times before
It lurks in the corner
Longing to take over
Over my soul
Crush it in half
Bring me to pieces

I hold on to the little ounce
Of hope that I have
Because...
Death has knocked on my door
Many times before
I try to decline
But nothing can stop the death
When it has set it's mind

I am the target
Like I've always been
From I was little to now
I've carried this sin
The sin of feeling inadequate
When death's on my door
To take me away
And crush my soul

Death has knocked on my door
Many times before
It's like it wont stop
Till it has reached it's goal
The goal is my bottom
My undoing
My end
It's getting closer and closer
For each and every day

What should I do?
Was I born to live feeling dead?
Die not having lived?
Death has knocked on my door
Many times before
There is soon nothing left to do
But to give in to temptation
And relieve this sin

Or should I not give in?
Can I pursue and win?
Mozalios Sep 2016
Live out victory eternally*
           **in absence of regret
Dreams is
Nice joke of
Reality life
So many
Dreams
Just jumps
At reality
Of life
Love the life
With reality
Not for fun
It is daily live
To win...
Love reality
Live reality
Yes...
Reality is life
Life is reality
Reality is life
Salma Elaouni Jul 2016
Imagine if I could hear your heart from a distance
If the left side of your chest were a boombox
Imagine if the branches holding your muscles decided not to hide anymore
Imagine if they grew their way out of your skin
Maybe then you'll see you the way I see you
Maybe then you would feel what could be drawn outside of you
This world will tell you all about tears for it hates your eyes
It will **** every bit of oxygen out of your lungs just to see you shrink
Let it
Let it drain you of the fluids keeping you whole
Put your wrists forward
Show them that chains can turn to bracelets and that there is nothing more precious that the clouds can give to the earth but tears
I promise
There will still be wind
Even when they put boundries between you and the ocean
There will still be wind
So to hell with the world
We'll take away a piece of the sky and make another
One that doesn't require the clouds to cry.
Eleanor B Jun 2016
Ana
You wake up
By 8 o'clock
You get up to
The fridge
Wondering what
To
Eat

But then
Ana knocks at the door
And when you don't
Reply To her knocks
She keeps ringing
And ringing
And knocking
(...) So you go to the door,

Knowing she won


And there Ana stood
With a smile on her face
She goes to the fridge
And lock it with
Endless locks

She tells you: "It's for your own good"
She tells you: "No one wants a fat cow like you"
And you, you just say:
"Thank you"

Because you know
Ana will keep her eye
On you
And follow you
And you won't have
Any choice
But to surrender to
Her

**Ana always win
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