do you know how ****** life is?
it is a bunch of people who don't trust
who are so ******* broken and bruised
who are trying to love each other
despite the pain of the past
but getting hurt over and over
turning to suicide as the only option

i tried turning there

I spilled some blood on the bathroom floor, mama,
But I swear it was an accident.
See, my hand slipped across porcelain, mama;
My skin tore like satin.

The paint flowed like a river then, mama,
And colored me a crimson sunset.
Oh, but it made such a mess, mama,
And I know messes make you upset.

So close your eyes, mama,
'Cause you're weeping red and the tears might stain.
Red for your lost love and red for scarlet fire,
and red for the young rose cut from the briar.

Maybe now I could be poetry, mama
The type you wrote about in your younger days.
Golden sun swallowed in carmine, mama
With its last rays dying in a blaze.

The flag-draped wooden box slides down
a cold steel ramp
the drizzle slightly dampens its vision
It is a dark, bleak early morning
my eyes blur, hours of bawling, heaving
dried tears on my face and black suit
my little ones hold tight
looks of fear emanating from their eyes
bewildered

Soldiers soaking wet, stand like statues
never move, no emotion
carry out their duty
the flag gently folds in perfect form
plants in my shaky hands as a gift
though I pause to receive
whispers of thank you
I stand motionless, rigid, timorous
I am vacuous, no one stirs me
thoughts ramble through my mind
why did he go?
Why him?
I am a widow

who kills the monsters at my feet
you or the demons that you'll
meet
and who will cry out in defeat
when you're on your way to the
graveyard.

it's
always better in the place we know
with the radio on and a bit of blow
and the sirens blaring down below
can't hurt us.

Switching the light out don't hide your heart
your soul shines brighter every time you start
to fool me.

By A good guy on Hp, a super amazing writer and the best friend you could have<3333 THANK U!
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Far in the farthest land
Where grass handshakes the sea
A sea turtle, in an Odyssey
Searching for The Golden Sand

Diving in the crystal blue
To the darkest blue, in the depth
Swimming back up, and she wept
Pearly bubbles and greyish hue

A bubble burst brought the savant
Kaleidoscopic unicorn, from beyond the clouds
Neighing speak was his words
"Neighhhhhhhhh sea-turtle infant?"

The turtle understood he meant what's the matter
Explained her need for The Golden Sand
In there, her broken soul will be mend
The Unicorn tapped on the water

The sea Turtle watched and wondered
Are his hooves magical
Will he start neighing philosophical
Nothing happened she muttered

I can't swim you fool
But in The Golden sand or blue sea
I am here with You, and You are here with me
******, this is not a pool

The sea turtle skipped a beat in her shell
Because no matter how small you did
You made someone's day gilded
Tap the water, promise me you will.