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Des Jun 2019
Isn't it crazy to think about death?
Death is inevitable.
It's a scary thought.

It's scary to know that one day we won't be here.
It's scary to know that we are going to lose our loved ones.
It's scary to know what actually happens to us after death.

The crazy thing is, one day there will be nobody left on Earth.
Life is short.
Why do we try so hard to be remembered?
Des May 2019
As I travel these vast roads
I see so many different faces
Nobody knows what the future holds
Everyone comes from different places

I see a happy family in a pretty white house
The Dad pushes his daughter on the swing
You can see the love from his spouse
But what kind of story does this family bring...
Des May 2019
You yell
You cuss
You degrade me
You put me down

"I haven't done anything wrong"
"I don't understand why you're upset"
"You're crazy"
"You have no reason to be upset"

Is mental abuse not a thing?
Des May 2019
I'll love you until..
Plankton stops going after the Krabby Patty formula
Sylvester stops trying to eat Tweety Bird
The Smurfs stop singing
Tom stops going after Jerry
Bugs Bunny stops saying "What's up Doc"


But why don't you feel the same?
Des Oct 2017
I look around
I am lost
The world is spinning
I am not myself

I can't be happy
I want to be alone
I can't focus
I am not myself

It is hard to wake up
It is hard to face the world
I have no energy
I am not myself

I think terrible thoughts
I am not good enough
There is no positive
I am not myself
Des Sep 2014
A love so true and full of life
He was so sweet to her
She was in love with only him
They both loved each other

And after they got out of school
He signed to go to war
She said goodbye and said love you
And he said "love you more"

For a long time he'll be away
She'll really miss him so
Writing letters is what they'll do
So love with them will show

And later she wouldn't write back
And he did not know why
So then he planned to visit her
He told the army bye

He was ready to go on home
For he was almost there
He made it home and went upstairs
To see a love affair

His heart was broke he was so shocked
She called out his name
Her voice was like a sweet ol' pie
But hurt him like a flame

He left the house so full of hate
He couldn't even stand
Trying to think how this was it
He didn't understand

In his car he fired his gun
The pain he could not bear
He didn't care to **** himself
He didn't think she'd care

She saw him there and burst in tears
She suffered with the sight
For days and days she drank and drank
The pain was very bright

Then she said she could not stand
The pain she had to feel
It hurt her bad she couldn't sleep
The wounds just wouldn't heal

She took a rope and hung herself
She was so full of blame
Now both of them has killed themselves
Their pain was both the same

His heart was broke he was so shocked
She then called out his name
Her voice was like a sweet ol' pie
But hurt him like a flame
Do not steal my poem. Thanks.

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