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Ryan Jan 2016
wonder down the street
eyes stay fixed
whislt I observe each detail
everyone somewhere to be
can't everything slow down
for just one moment
but I get it I do
were in an unadaptable society
told to go along with the norm
told to conform
it doesnt feel right
we drift through life
with hidden ambition
with hidden dreams
stuck in routines
hoping that life will be differen't
to see a improved world
we have to be patient
it will come in time
change is inevitable
This was more out of frustation than anything, understand that I know certain things are easier said than done and that there are many people will less than we have, but even then we are still not satisfyed.
Red Bergan Mar 2014
I am the wolf,
The owl,
The cat.

I am the dark girl,
Behind the crowd,
Ready to scratch.

I fear no people,
They are wrong.
When they judge MY PEOPLE,
My friends, My world.

Fear me mortal souls,
I am Me.
I am only myself,
Accept it,
Or leave.

I am crazy,
Always trying to help.
I always am there,
For ones in doubt.

My heart goes out to my people,
The dark and the light.
The nerds, the geeks.
I accept all of you.

No one is different,
When it comes to respect.
So respect or run,
I will hunt thee.

I am the wolf,
A follower of the pack.
I believe in right,
Heavens grasp.

So doth this differen me?
I think not.
I am myself.
I am in,
the right spot.

Life continues to divide and chain,
Follow the storm,
The moon and the rain.

You are yourself,
I am myself.
Let's be friends.
To tell all these people,
We do not care.

I am,
The wolf,
A human.

My spirit lives on,
In my writing.
To all who know how this feels. People can be hypocrites towards those i describe. We do better in life than it seems.
i am behind





your back



you are back


here













meet all my new lovers

he hurt me with his words
my ******* got hard
we pinched
my
right
******
with my
left hand
took razor
blade
cut
an
piece


this pain
is
differen

makes my whole beast hurt
what has he done to me

we close our eyes
it
was
just


an
dream

kind
of
confusing
how blood smears


i
am
alway
losing
after
say
ing
hello dear
?


























...
..
.
whine
...
..
.
Oliver Gottlieb Apr 2020
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Rhiannon Apr 2020
We alternate between the ashes,
Of a father in past tense,
With blood, bone and family clashes,
A wolf pack of a differen't scent.

A hiearchy deformed in nature,
My eye colour confined,
To those who left us a broken hater,
Slaving away to time.

Our fortunes forbidden to show and tell,
You'll find it in a luxury drink,
Thoughts and feelings your mind expels,
So you let the words sink.

A carrier of the family gene,
One we do not accept,
As we mop the floor of the dirt and gore,
Then carry on with all we have left.
#Brutal beginnings #Never give up #Keeping going
Rhiannon May 2020
For vengeance is pointless,
Only strain, blood and tears.
It will not soothe your shaking,
It will not erase your fears.

This anger it is useless,
It will not open doors.
It will not warm you in the cold,
Or eradicate your flaws.

For justice is a differen't thing,
Compared to revenge at any cost.
One will heal you slowly,
The other will drown you in loss.
#Revenge isn't worh it #You were born for more than anger

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