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Alexander T Jan 30
everyday you see this smile
thinking its real
thinking everything is okay

if you only saw the inside
you would understand
Alexander T Jan 17
im a teen, of sorts
17 years and still told to speak up
but I cant tell you to listen
told to speak
but all thats heard is a long drawl
"but you need to stop
grow some thick skin"
shut the F* up
listen to me
cant you see me
cant you hear me
I tell you that hurts
I tell you my pain
but where is the change
"you arent old enough to understand"
im old enough to have a heart
old enough to speak
im old enough to feel
why do you think
every time you cry
I try to help you feel better
ive been there
and if not
ill walk right next to you
for you
so shut up and listen
how todays youth get treated, but yet they have more ideas than just about any adult, so listen to us
hello,
have you been
well?
i guess not,
for your attention
in my poem
could tell
sorry if this nurse
took so long
in finding
the perfect words
to cure
your soul
first,
strip your clothes
and
stand at the mirror
gaze at the
creature with
the foggy figure
there's
a sinkhole
in those eyes
and a temporary
stitch whenever
you would
smile
the collarbone
which hides,
suffocates from the
blanket of skin
with
sickening lies
it penetrated
and
corrupted your mind
ignored the
fact and just
romanticized
the beast
will **** you,
please
don't find
it ****
the chaos is screaming
later on
you'll be
empty
i know how
a reflection
cries
you lost yourself
you lost you
it's like
having a stray cat
beneath your
tissues
a wandering stranger
sails from
the memories
of truth
overflowing blood
choaked
your dilemmas
too
it mimicked the
fire of hell
in those
shoes
the greatest harm
you'll ever
cause you
but why a
nurse
and not a
doctor?
listen here,
you are your
fighter
the cure and the pain,
which decision
will define?
all i can
say is,
save yourself
from death,
because
it hasn't
deseved you yet
go ahead
and fight your
way to life
I suffered from these issues. And I don't have to wait to heal completely so i could serve my people.
  Jan 9 Alexander T
Darcy
I am sinking to
Where the moon drips
From frosted lips, frothing with
Syrupy sweet lies
One sticky spoonful at a time
  Jan 9 Alexander T
sophia
Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain, hiding the tears that fall like rain. Saying i'm fine when i'm anything but. This ache in my soul rips at my gut. My skin is on fire; i burn from within. The calm on my face is an ongoing sin. The world must stay out; i've built up a wall. My fragile lie will collapse should it ever fall. Loneliness consumes me; it eats up the years. Until my life is swallowed by unending fears. Waiting for someone to see i wear a mask. And care enough to remove it; is that too much to ask?
hey... im thinking of commiting suicide... so i wrote this.
  Jan 9 Alexander T
sophia
Call me a name,
**** me with words

Forget about me,
It’s what I deserve.
I’m suicidal and depressed
  Jan 9 Alexander T
sophia
The moon split in half
And the stars crumbled,
Falling like fireworks into the sea.

I watched my world
Fall apart the day
My love left me.
I thought I loved someone... turns out I didn’t know what love was until it was too late. I loved him.... or at least I thought I did....but for some reason I can’t get over him...it’s like everywhere I look I see him. Then it just makes me sad and I break down.
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