sometimes
i refuse to
write poetry
because inspiration
only comes from
sad
times

this realization
makes me
even
sadder
it how life goes my dude. nothing we can do about it, my man.
  6d LAURA
Emily
even flowers wilt in the sun.
Dry
.
It
is
true,
you are
totally right.
I'm as dry as
a desert, I'm a dead
empty land. I used to be
a  jungle  when  the  clouds
where by my side, and now that
they are gone, my trees, my dreams
they dried and died. Because of this,
nothing grows inside of me, there is
only silence and despair. I can't feel
what  I  write,  I  barely  feel alive
I want to feel human again
Oh ***, I really miss
the rain
Es frustrante tener  las palabras pero no el tiempo y luego tener el tiempo y no recordar las palabras
  7d LAURA
Uzzie
I hate summer days
My joy is placed on rainy days
all covered up
laughs in disguise,
tears seem to hide
With one tear drop
All I can do is step aside.
LAURA 7d
A week
7 days
168 hours
10,080 minutes
604,800 seconds
All
this
time,
And for every second I think of you.
People have more power over our emotions than we think. If you’re happily in love then that special someone is all you think about, but if you’re heartbroken then the one that caused you pain will be on your mind.
  7d LAURA
august
my wings were an echo
of despair
now they rise in light
the world is mine
  Dec 6 LAURA
123456
Constant, consistent, consuming
Devoid of all control
Relentless, redundant, ruining
I must never reveal my soul

For only I know
How far I will go
Can't let it show
I've never felt so low
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