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Light being its own medium

If you notice me

Solid if I hit an eye
We were better at
Ever conscienceless

See its light being
Not me

A thought now

Furbished that they may

An apple in your grandma's eye.
One photon from a star, I heard is not a photon, but a wave, until an eye sees the thing light is
Was it worth it?
finding peace and serenity in the the drugs you consume?
But leaving you feeling alone and empty in the corner of you room
right after?

Depriving yourself from any sort of self care
just to numb out the pain you can't bare?
Did it help you get better?
Did it help and save you from sending that letter?
Or was it just an excuse to forget how it felt, to be abandoned
for another?

Forever cursed, stuck in this never ending loop
unless you realize what you crave for is growth.
Flushing out the poison that you fill yourself with
and finally know your
                                          Self worth.

my body aches with
every heart beat,
brain flipping through
memories of those first nights
when I couldn't stop kissing you
I was just a target, tho
for your cosmic comet
your dead star of a heart
attempting to settle
**** life from my planet
but I refuse to do it
no love is ever worth
That’s a lot of resin can’t you see,
How this entire block is worth more than me.
Give me time I’ll prove to you,
How I’ve progressed from the age of 22.
My way of writing may be unorthodox,
Choking on my words like a throat full of ****.
What will it take for my words to be heard,
The end of the world really isn’t that feared.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
Robin 5d
My life
is not worth more than yours.
Your life
is not worth more than mine.
We are both Human.
We are both Deserving.
We are both worth more than hatred.

How can we fight together when we are separated?
Our differences should bring us together,
not act as our downfall.

I was never one to be much into politics.
Boy, has that changed.
I now will do my homework,
cast my vote,
and use my voice to Truly
"make America great again"
If only in the way that I think it can actually be great.

Where human decency matters more than white pride.
Where being respectful matters more than being overpowering.
Where being educated matters more than always being right.

My life
is not worth throwing away.
Your life
is not worth giving up.
We are both able to use our voices,
to be heard,
and maybe, just maybe,
Impact the country,
if not the world,
For the better.
I'm learning a lot more about the world than ever before, and I don't like it. I'm ready to change it. Are you?
han 6d
I am not too much
you don't have enough
to even comprehend
a self reminder
All bystanders stood in somber disbelief
for the man who broke the heart that loved him
which acts reflect a play without a muse
rehearsing a discarded movie scene

curves and angles exist beyond known scales
measures of equations stand above his reach
history which blended rage in spoken words
discolors witnesses who came to preach

from numbness he derives tormented pleasure
with contemplation of the unforgiving past
behind curtains stands a wizard selling dreams
wrinkled tales laid by the present move too fast

unspent memories are always half-sincere
no matter how great the will for truth may be
everything is more perplexing than believed
so never ever hold yourself in low degree
c Oct 10
I spent last night
Crunching numbers

Times you led me on

Nights we stayed up talking

Weeks since you decided I wasn’t worth it

Crushed up poems on the floor of my room

Outfits thrown aside to make sure I look my best

Days I spent trying to get over you

Friends that know what we did

3 a.m FaceTime calls

Coats of mascara

Big regret
daniellaap Oct 8
were there times when you feel so worthless?
when you feel so bad about yourself then suddenly you thought,
that you were everyone's villain?

were there times you feel so down
you thought everyone's talking about you,
about how vulnerable you are
at that moment?

were there times you wished you were somebody else,
somebody you always wanted to be,
always inside your walls
that won't break down built from confidence?

were there times that you wan't to be a superhuman
that of which can read one's thoughts
thoughts and insights about you,
and how you were in other people's view?

most of the time,
i want to know thy self,
make some spare time,
so that I can fix myself
it won't hurt, right?
they wouldn't mind, right?
Najihah Oct 7
Freedom doesn't define happy,
And love isn't only for some.
Like a salmon,
You came and went away,
Leaving me without notice.
You sacrificed yourself
And turned into dust.
Here I am, asking if it is worth?
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