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32.2k · Nov 2015
• Depression •
ThePoet Nov 2015
They don't know how it feels

to awake every morning,
and all they can wonder is
why they had even awoken

They don't know how it feels

to pick up all of their pieces,
and put them back together
but still feel like they're broken

They don't know how it feels

to say all that they can say,
and still feel like there's more
but every word has been spoken

They don't know how it feels

to go to sleep every night,
and the only hope they have
is that their eyes will not open

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9.1k · Dec 2016
• Time •
ThePoet Dec 2016
I'm running out of time
and the clock is ticking fast
But I'm trying to erase
all the damage in my past

I'm running out of time
and these minutes never last
But the darkness that I face
is the shadow that I cast

©
9.1k · Mar 2016
• Who Are We To Judge? •
ThePoet Mar 2016
Who are we to say
that a love is not to be?
That a love does not belong
and can never be set free?

Who are we to think
that a kind is not our people?
That a kind is far beneath us
and will never be as equal?

Who are we to feel
that a face can look unusual?
That a face must be a canvas
and be painted to be beautiful?

Who are we to judge?
To say love is prohibited?
To think below of others?  
To feel minds can be limited?

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9.1k · Aug 2015
• Born •
ThePoet Aug 2015
I don't wish
for myself to die,
but I wish that
I was never born
I wouldn't die
after I'm broken,
but I'd be dead
before I'm torn

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8.4k · Apr 2016
• Bipolar •
ThePoet Apr 2016
Rushing ecstasy
Intensive flow
Rising high
Crashing low
Raging apathy
Falling apart
Chaotic outbreak
Back to the start

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7.5k · Oct 2015
• Purity •
ThePoet Oct 2015
The innocence in your
nature robbed you 
of all that you ever had

Your pure intentions 
always left you lost
and misunderstood

You used to be a good 
person afraid of all
that was deemed bad

But now you’re a bad
person afraid of all
that was deemed good

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7.1k · Nov 2015
• Imagination •
ThePoet Nov 2015
There are no limits within a dream
Insanity at its most extreme
Imagination aged the child
It made me strong, it made me wild

I have ocean secrets growing deep
They're mine to ponder, mine to keep
Creativity taught and raised the kid
It gave me hopes in the places I hid

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7.0k · Sep 2014
• Ocean •
ThePoet Sep 2014
Cry me an ocean,

not a river

I like depth,

not flow

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5.7k · Jul 2017
• Amnesia •
ThePoet Jul 2017
I'm scared of the tears

that I don't cry

The days like this

that I don't die

I'm scared of the pain

that slips my mind

It comes back harder

than what I left behind

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5.2k · Oct 2015
• Reverse •
ThePoet Oct 2015
If only I had erased my thoughts 
before I could think,

and suffocated myself 
before I could sink

If only I had undone my knots 
before I was twisted,

and ended my existence 
before I existed

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5.0k · Sep 2015
• Paradox •
ThePoet Sep 2015
I've only been affected 
by anything other 
than affection

The only plan made
was to never have 
anything planned

I've only been 
perfect at living as 
an imperfection

The only thing I
understood was how 
much I didn't understand

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5.0k · Dec 2014
• Grudges •
ThePoet Dec 2014
You hold grudges,
as if you've
never wronged anyone
yourself

You bear grudges,
as if you
don't know how
much it hurts
to have one
against yourself

Remember what you've done
Remember how it feels

©
4.9k · Aug 2016
• Unconditional •
ThePoet Aug 2016
In the softness
of my heart
In the hardness
of my mind
I'm searching
for my hate of
you, but love
is all I find

©
4.7k · Dec 2015
• Broken •
ThePoet Dec 2015
I could never be calmed
by one who's in control

I could never be taught
by one who has it all

I could never be filled
by one whose heart is whole

But I could only be healed
by another broken soul

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4.5k · May 2016
• Greed •
ThePoet May 2016
I feel the selfishness beginning to sprout
Growing vast in a world already at stake
I can only see two hands reaching out
The right will give as the left will take

The world thirsts for the rush of greed
If we had it all we would still want more
We claim we care for the ones in need
When all of our riches feed off the poor

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4.5k · Sep 2015
• Stranger •
ThePoet Sep 2015
I looked at 
you close, 
to find you a 
stranger now
I looked at 
you closer, 
to find you 
always were 
somehow

©
4.3k · Dec 2015
• Nostalgia •
ThePoet Dec 2015
We reminisce

each passing year

and forget what

is already here

We only live the

moments and await

for another sad

and nostalgic state

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4.1k · Sep 2015
• Distance •
ThePoet Sep 2015
I took a step back,
and I watched as you cried

because if I took a step forth,
I would have watched as you died

©
4.0k · Feb 2017
• Whispers •
ThePoet Feb 2017
I have oceans of emotions
but my mind is numb
These shallow lines of confines
my words have become

I've been strong for so long
but it's made me weak
And these screams in my dreams
are the whispers I speak

©
4.0k · Dec 2014
• How? •
ThePoet Dec 2014
How much do you have to hate life

to not be scared of death?

©
4.0k · May 2016
• Contrast •
ThePoet May 2016
The dusk made up of darkness
The dawn contained of light
As you were the break of day
I was the shadow of night

The bad made up of blackness
The good contained of white
As I was everything wrong 
You were everything right

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3.9k · Oct 2017
• Bearable •
ThePoet Oct 2017
Just because I bear the pain,

it doesn’t mean it’s bearable.

©
3.8k · Jan 2015
• Lust •
ThePoet Jan 2015
Your eyes are
my weakness
Your scent is
my proneness

Your lips are
my vulnerability
Your hair is
my susceptibility

Your voice is
my instability
Your touch is
my humility

Your lust is
my inferiority
Your love is
my superiority

©
3.5k · May 2017
• Wanting •
ThePoet May 2017
My desire
of wanting you
was greater
than my
pleasure of
having you

©
3.4k · Jan 2015
• Gratitude •
ThePoet Jan 2015
The more we're granted,

the more we take for granted.

©
3.4k · Jul 2015
• Rest •
ThePoet Jul 2015
Her bed was
fashioned
into a grave

Her blanket
was fabricated
out of dirt

And now her
sleep is calm
as a wave

She rests in a
place where she’ll
never be hurt

©
3.3k · Oct 2015
• Trade •
ThePoet Oct 2015
I would dry your eyes if it
meant drowning in your tears

I would calm your demons if it
meant falling with your fears

I would fight your struggles if it
meant suffering your strife

I would trade your death if it
meant giving you my life

©
3.3k · Feb 2016
• Nothingness •
ThePoet Feb 2016
You gave

strength to my

weaknesses

Power to my

helplessness

Purpose to my

lifelessness

Something to my

nothingness

©
3.3k · Nov 2016
• Ink •
ThePoet Nov 2016
Bound by

this rule,

in this

chaos I think

My pain is

my fuel,

and my blood

is my ink

©
3.2k · Sep 2015
• Soul •
ThePoet Sep 2015
I had more love for the
reflection of your shadow,
than you had ever had
for the entirety of my soul

©
3.1k · Feb 2015
• Fix •
ThePoet Feb 2015
You cannot fix yourself with what

you destroyed yourself with.

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3.0k · Nov 2015
• Pretend •
ThePoet Nov 2015
A sadness I had

created for myself

that killed my

heart in the end,

was I never had you

to have lost you

and I can't blame you

for my pretend

©
3.0k · Jul 2016
• Words •
ThePoet Jul 2016
The words will come
when you're sound asleep
And you've lost it all
and have nothing to keep

When your mind is shallow
and your pain is deep
And your eyes resemble
the clouds that weep

The words will come...

©
2.7k · Dec 2015
• Human Shield •
ThePoet Dec 2015
I try to protect your
heart from what I never
could endure or take

I try to fix your mess
while I make the
same repeated mistake

I try to fight your war
but can't stand on
my own battlefield

I could never protect
myself and instead
I became a human shield

©
2.7k · Sep 2015
• Grievance •
ThePoet Sep 2015
I can't handle
another death,
leaving me out here
lost and alone

I can't handle
another mourn,
leaving me lifeless
as a hollow stone

I can't handle
another grievance,
letting you go to
a world unknown

Because to save
your precious life,
I would give infinite
deaths of my own

©
2.7k · May 2018
• Monster •
ThePoet May 2018
I wasn’t
born a
monster,
I was
raised a
monster.

©
2.5k · May 2015
• Debt •
ThePoet May 2015
I'm in
debt feeding
illness and
I'm too
mentally broke

©
2.5k · Jan 2015
• Pleasure •
ThePoet Jan 2015
You'll never remember
the bad when
you're in the
good

But you'll always
remember the good
when you're in
the bad

Pain is the
greatest necessity
of pleasure

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2.5k · Nov 2015
• Confined •
ThePoet Nov 2015
There is a world of blessing  
that is awaiting to surround me,
but piles of dust and ashes
are the only things around me

There is a world of beauty
that is awaiting to find me,
but this prison of darkness 
has locked and confined me

©
2.4k · Apr 2015
• Unnoticed •
ThePoet Apr 2015
I told you I would
leave, but I never
said goodbye

I told you it
would end, but I
never said it'd die

I deleted you out
of my life, but I
never had you blocked

I closed the door
to you, but I
never had it locked

©
2.4k · Sep 2015
• Beat •
ThePoet Sep 2015
Mentally
insane,
psychologically
distorted
I'm physically
in pain,
and I'm
emotionally
contorted

©
2.4k · Sep 2014
• Shepherd •
ThePoet Sep 2014
I'd rather be a poor shepherd

than a rich sheep.

©
2.3k · Jun 2015
• Breached •
ThePoet Jun 2015
I spent
my life
designing a
border,
between myself
and the
world of
disorder
But the
border was
breached by
a world
so sick,
with hearts
of stone
and minds
of brick

©
2.1k · Mar 2018
• Imitation •
ThePoet Mar 2018
I only pretend with pretenders
And contend with contenders
I'm only giving to the givers
And forgiving to forgivers

I'm only strange with strangers
And dangerous with dangers
I'm only hateful to the haters
And traitorous to traitors

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2.0k · Mar 2016
• Inspiration •
ThePoet Mar 2016
Inspiration was never
derived from what I saw
and admired, never
from what I felt
and desired. I found
it in a place where
I was weak and prone,
with broken bones,
unknown to the world
and alone on my own

©
1.9k · Oct 2015
• Immune •
ThePoet Oct 2015
I embrace the terror 
inside my cries,
and face my hurt
with gentle eyes

And to some it's
found to be a gain,
to become immune
to all the pain

©
1.9k · Oct 2015
• You & Me •
ThePoet Oct 2015
Let me take your heart
to where it should lie,
in a place that consists
of only you and I

Let me take your heart 
to where it should be,
in a world that exists
for only you and me

©
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