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Sep 2018 · 201
Untitled
If you want it done right, you should just do it yourself.
Sep 2018 · 207
Nights.
Sleep, lacking.
Nightmares, plentiful.
Sep 2018 · 180
My Life.
My Life.
My Pain.
My Hate.
My Stress.
My Flashes.

My Nightmare.
As always, don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below.
In the end, It will all fit together.
Sep 2018 · 309
Voices...
T hE y aRe sO LouD,
wHy wON't th E y ju St S h u t u p ?





iN th e E N D, i T wi ll al l Fi t to geth er.
For those who can't read the poem, here it is.

They are so loud,
Why won't they just shut up?

In the end, It will all fit together.
Sep 2018 · 192
Mind of a builder...
In the mind of a builder,
Everything has to fit together....


Everything.
In the end, it will all fit together.
Sep 2018 · 351
Names...
One of the things that makes someone, somebody.

What if I'm no one?
Sep 2018 · 291
Announcement.
I can't post today and possible the next few days because of hurricane Florance.
Sep 2018 · 502
Information...
You can get so much information from simple things people do;
How they walk,
How they talk,
How they write,
How they react,
And their art....

WhaT d O yo u sEe wHen yOu l o o k aT m E?
Sep 2018 · 355
Flashes
Pain, anger, guilt, fear, hatred, sorrow, torture,

Death.

In the end, It will all fit together.
Sep 2018 · 144
Untitled
Sounds, Voices.
Shadows, Monsters.
Flashes, Lucid Nightmares.

Life, Hell.
Sep 2018 · 244
Silence.
Something I haven't heard before.
Sep 2018 · 392
Poems
Poems written by a mad man will be short and won't make sense.

Poems written by a genius will always connect to each other.

Poems written by a broken person will have a darker, underling meaning.

Poems written by a angry person will always blame someone else.

In the end, It will all fit together.
Sep 2018 · 759
Seeing things.
Sometimes I can't tell if the things I'm seeing are real,
Or just in my head.
Sep 2018 · 301
Untitled
Eyes trick,
mind listens,
voices heard,
sanity lost.
Sep 2018 · 158
Shadows
Some fear their shadows.
I am my shadow.
Sep 2018 · 408
Untitled
The room is dark.
Twisted, cold
and loud,
but then I realise...

I'm just in my head.
Sep 2018 · 167
Untitled
Pain, blame, the laughing game.
Sep 2018 · 874
My mind.
The darkest thing you'd ever see.
Sep 2018 · 165
Nighttime
Darkness, peaceful, loud, quiet, shadows, monsters.
Sep 2018 · 404
Blades
Cool, smooth, sharp-cut.
"You raise the blade, You make the change, You rearrange me till I'm sane." Brain Damage - Pink Floyd
Sep 2018 · 541
Quiet?
Why is it never quiet?
Why are "They" so loud?
Why are "They" in my head?

Why am I not dead?
Sep 2018 · 163
Pain-IIIWW.
Mental, emotional, social.
Aug 2018 · 389
Mental(V-WW)
Mental.
Voices, Nightmares, Flashes, Hell.
Aug 2018 · 259
Untitled
Sanity, spent.
Time, lost.
Mind, mental.
Blade, on wrist.
Blood, pours.
Life, lost.
Now read it back all the words backwards. This is my first time trying a poem like this so it's not my best.

Backwards-
(Lost, life.
Pours, blood.
Wrist on, blade.
Mental, mind.
Lost, time.
Spent, sanity.)
Aug 2018 · 170
Untitled
Noise, pain, voices, darkness.
I think I'm back, I'm not sure yet so my poetry posting might be a bit spotty for the next few days.
Aug 2018 · 764
Announcement.
I'm taking a short break and won't be on again till this weekend.
Aug 2018 · 153
Noise
Some complain about the noisy neighbors outside.

I complain about the noisy "neighbors" inside my head.
Aug 2018 · 214
Sanity
The funny thing about sanity, is it's judged from two certain points of view.
Most things are judged from many views, sanity is not one of them. In the end, It will all fit together.
Aug 2018 · 268
Announcement.
Sorry, I can't post tonight.
Aug 2018 · 159
The mask
You think you know me, but what you know is just a mask.
Aug 2018 · 653
People
The funny thing is, I can learn so much about a person just from a sentence. When I don't even know who I am.
Aug 2018 · 215
"I'm fine"
I said I'm fine.
I lied.
Sorry I didn't post last night, before last night, I hadn't slept for about 36 hours.
Aug 2018 · 208
Memory's
Over the years, I can't tell what are memory's, or just blanks my twisted mind filled in.
Aug 2018 · 200
Nightmares
The funny thing about nightmares is, I fall sleep, I have them, I wake up, I live them.
Aug 2018 · 604
God
God
If there was a god,
I wouldn't  be here.
Aug 2018 · 183
Those who know me.
The funny thing is, Those who think they know me, don't.
Aug 2018 · 150
Two sides?
As there is to most things, there's always more than two sides to every story.
Aug 2018 · 312
"Downer"
People think I'm  a downer. How can I not be, when I don't know joy?
Aug 2018 · 207
In the end
In the end, as all things, It will fit together.
In the end, It will all fit together, Because "It" caused everything.
Aug 2018 · 236
Fear
Most fear the unknown.
I fear the known.
Sorry for the late post.
Aug 2018 · 352
Goodbye
Goodbyes don't mean the end,
For every book, never
truly ends.
This poem is for a great poet who just posted their last poem, Tony Alberto Cortez.
Farewell good friend, for you will be missed. Just know, You're always welcome back here.
Aug 2018 · 222
Knowledge
What you don't know
will **** you.
Aug 2018 · 248
Help?
How am I supposed to help others, when I can't even help
myself?
Aug 2018 · 153
Hate
Most hate others, I
hate myself.
Aug 2018 · 157
Love?
ThEy sa y to l o v e, FirsT, You have to love your S elf.
                       But what
                                            If I
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m Y
       seLf?
I tried a new style of writing poetry foe this one, anyways, heres my song qoute now. "And someone take the high road, I'll go low. There's nothing left behind me, set fire to it all. The fury will fade and the images too, A world without you, That's what I need to do."-JOLT by Unlike Pluto.


In the end, It will all fit together.
Aug 2018 · 167
Lies
I've lied for so long,
My life has become
a lie.
"How'd I wind up here again? It's like I'm always getting blood on my hands.
All it takes is one and I'm gone, And a thousand till the end. How'd I wind up here again? You take me to the edge, You push me too far, You watch me slip away, Holding on too hard. Tell me why, does everything that I love get taken away from me? Why does everything that I love get taken away? You take me to the edge, You push me too far, You watch me slip away, Holding on too hard. Tell me why, Does everything that I love, Get taken away from me?"-Tell me why By Three Days Grace.
Aug 2018 · 507
Demons
Everyone has their demons,
but what if you are
your demon?
"Anger, and agony are better than misery." - Pain, By Three Days Grace.
Aug 2018 · 239
Trust
How am I supposed to trust others, When I can't even trust myself?
"How come nothing every lasts? It goes from good to bad to worse, so fast. All it takes is one and I'm gone, and you can't erase the past. How come nothing ever lasts?" - Tell Me Why, By Three Days Grace.
Aug 2018 · 182
"Smile more"
People tell me I need to
smile more. But,
I don't  know
how.
Aug 2018 · 223
A Maze
Life, Is like a maze.
I just keep running
into dead
ends.
Sorry for the late post.
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