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 Oct 2017 Torias
Jacob
Poised and ready
My body wants to leap
From its vessel
It deploys itself of its duties
And leaves me shipwrecked
I lick my wounds
Spend time doing the things
You don’t want to see
And as if you could ever
Hold me down
Instead you turn off the lights
Living in another galaxy
Despite my gravity being yours
The aqueducts are released
Like a flowing current
If I crash one more **** time
All I’ll see is a hologram of a boy
Confused of what it doesn’t know
 Oct 2017 Torias
Eunoia
I can still remember the night you told me to looked up the sky,
You point out the brightest stars and show me how an image can form every time you slid your finger to fill the gaps they have,
It was blurry at first,
But you looked into my eyes and said 'Just Focus and wait',

So that's what I did,
The image became clear,
Just like how our relationship to me,
I finally connect the actions you've done,

How your hands felt cold everytime it helds mine,
How your lips tremble everytime you kiss me goodnight,
How your hugs became suffocating whenever you caged me in your ams,
And how your words became knives whenever you said 'I'm still the one',

Your promises was dead a million years ago,
Same as how the stars fades everytime the morning came,
So when you told me to looked up the sky one last time,
I saw our constellation,

It was the brightest of them all,
But the shine it's giving is too blinding for my eyes,
And that was the last image I've ever seen,
For I name it 'Broken Stars' just like how we end the love story we had.
 Oct 2017 Torias
imnthea
Sometimes I feel so old
Like I have been here forever
Seeing same things happening over and over

And

Sometimes I feel like I am so young
Like I have all the time to figure out what's what
Discovering new things everyday

But

Sometimes, I feel exactly 28yrs old and I know that i know not enough to decide but it is still necessary to comment and have half boiled opinion.
 Oct 2017 Torias
imnthea
Untitled
 Oct 2017 Torias
imnthea
It's not rage
You see in my face
I got tired of your pointed finger
Giving shape to my character
Forget that! I am not even much bother about that
But that rituals we had was cuffing me to the cage
Never been the free spirit but I always loathed
Not being able to choose my fate
So I talk silly and walk funny
But never did what was told
I just got good in pretending
My act always condescending
 Oct 2017 Torias
Q
The Last
 Oct 2017 Torias
Q
This is the last thing I write with you in mind
You thought I've been writing for you
I don't write for those who need my time
Only when it best suits them to.

This will remain short and sweet, I've no energy to rant
This will remain a reminder not to continually reach out a hand
This will remain a stamp of me feeling closer than ever to done
This will remain exactly what it is, a poem for you: the last one.
 Oct 2017 Torias
J
Tag, you're it
 Oct 2017 Torias
J
I listen to the worst music, and you know
I wanna capture you inside the songs I throw
Spitwads at the back of your head
Insisting on the dark of the dead
I'm pining to make it back to your embrace
I wanna slap the smile off your stupid face
Come on, chase me, you're it and I'm in for the long haul
You're it and I'm gonna crash or I'm gonna fall
I'm at your mercy but the mercy is mine
Laying the trail for you is **** divine
We're far, we're close, we're the hit before the overdose
We're drawing you in, again, now we're comatose
All or nothing, we're black or white or somewhere in between
We're Pleasantville, we're Brand New, we're Technicolor, Sheen
You make me dance, you make me dive
You make me feel so ******* alive
In the way a deer feels running from a bear
I live for the chase and I don't care
If I get my way, we'll be young forever
I always get my way, so never say never,
We'll fly three stars to the right and on til morning
and if you choose me, life will never be boring
Let go of your fears and let's sail
We've got eternity on this trail
10/4/2017
 Oct 2017 Torias
Em MacKenzie
The broken man can not feel,
no, the broken man can not heal.
The broken man creates a child,
and leaves it defenseless in the wild.

The broken man does not care,
no, the broken man is never there.
The broken man is built to roam,
after he destroys your home.
He'll put your life upon a shelf,
yes, the broken man only loves himself.
The broken man has no voice,
ignoring common sense with every choice.

It's his world, it's his life,
you've been hurled, for his wife.
It's his plan, it's his goals,
the broken man leaves broken souls.

The broken man just lives for fun,
he believes he is the only one.
The broken man is always dazed,
and believes his family is not phased.
The broken man cares much for wealth,
but still he only loves himself.
The broken man is my father,
and I don't wish to be a broken daughter.

It's his world, it's his life,
he’s got pearl, I’ve got strife.
It's his clan, filled by holes,
the broken man leaves broken souls.

The broken man does not feel,
no, the broken man will always steal.
The broken man creates a child,
and the broken man has never smiled.
The broken man cares not for health,
but he'll always only love himself.
The broken man is my father,
because of the mother I miss; he forgot her.

It's his world, it's his life,
you've been hurled, for his wife.
It's his plan, it's his goals,
the broken man leaves broken souls.
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