"forgottenness" poems - Hello Poetry

Freeing from the shackles of the past trickling down to a catharsis at the slender neck of the hourglass, the golden grains of sand dribble down to create my reality. Unhurriedly they flow, with me they flow into the forgottenness of the past they flow, to rise like a Phoenix clothed in the newness of the present to create a new me!

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Sep 19, 2018

Sep 19, 2018 at 12:46 PM UTC

the-mystique-trail

My reality

Freeing from the shackles of the past trickling down to a catharsis at the slender neck of the hourglass, the golden grains of sand dribble down to create my reality. Unhurriedly they flow, with me they flow into the forgottenness of the past they flow, to rise like a Phoenix clothed in the newness of the present to create a new me!

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Always the same, in every night Words stuck in my brain I feel meaningless With grievingness A silent retreat in this Forgottenness The rottenness A knife to jab into my wrists The pointlessness That I exist Maybe it's cuz I'm a pessimist I can't resist The Devil's list Or the urge to sink in the abyss Well if it's true, I'm so worthless Why can't I be blue? Do I deserve to be hurting? Constant self re-working Shadows lurking Thoughts are jerking Evil sits inside me, smirking Eyes averting Words alerting Save me from this dark converting Self asserting Random blurting Worse than the ****** flirting With my corrupt, thoughts perverting It's clear I'm ****** up But crying’s Not dying No matter how hard I'm trying Horrifying Re-wiring Because my brain cells are frying Clarifying Not lying Whether or not I'm implying Defying Denying Is all that I'm supplying The only crime, is, you stand by me You're wasting your time Mind won't stop racing Or re-making The challenges that I'm facing Just shaking Earthquaking My anxiety displaying Not praying Or weighing Any mistakes that I'm making Soul fading Creating The sinful way I'm behaving So every night, as I'm laying It's these thoughts that bite I'm meaningless Self-loathingness Magnifying my uselessness A joyless Black abyss Wild ***** hungry for coitus Yes, mindless Undesignedness Nothing to fill the vacantness I'm voiceless And pointless … It's these thoughts that's destroyed us

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May 25, 2017

May 25, 2017 at 4:25 PM UTC

ValeLuna

Hollow Night

Always the same, in every night Words stuck in my brain I feel meaningless With grievingness A silent retreat in this Forgottenness The rottenness A knife to jab into my wrists The pointlessness That I exist Maybe it's cuz I'm a pessimist I can't resist The Devil's list Or the urge to sink in the abyss Well if it's true, I'm so worthless Why can't I be blue? Do I deserve to be hurting? Constant self re-working Shadows lurking Thoughts are jerking Evil sits inside me, smirking Eyes averting Words alerting Save me from this dark converting Self asserting Random blurting Worse than the ****** flirting With my corrupt, thoughts perverting It's clear I'm ****** up But crying’s Not dying No matter how hard I'm trying Horrifying Re-wiring Because my brain cells are frying Clarifying Not lying Whether or not I'm implying Defying Denying Is all that I'm supplying The only crime, is, you stand by me You're wasting your time Mind won't stop racing Or re-making The challenges that I'm facing Just shaking Earthquaking My anxiety displaying Not praying Or weighing Any mistakes that I'm making Soul fading Creating The sinful way I'm behaving So every night, as I'm laying It's these thoughts that bite I'm meaningless Self-loathingness Magnifying my uselessness A joyless Black abyss Wild ***** hungry for coitus Yes, mindless Undesignedness Nothing to fill the vacantness I'm voiceless And pointless … It's these thoughts that's destroyed us

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Fleeing from the shackles of yesterday, trickling down to a catharsis at the slender neck of the hourglass, the golden grains dribble down to create my present. My days out-flowing the forgottenness of the past creating a newness that explodes in every cell!

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Sep 18, 2018

Sep 18, 2018 at 6:03 AM UTC

the-mystique-trail

The present

Fleeing from the shackles of yesterday, trickling down to a catharsis at the slender neck of the hourglass, the golden grains dribble down to create my present. My days out-flowing the forgottenness of the past creating a newness that explodes in every cell!

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Dissociation saves, in my soul, A shard of grief For the next friend of mine That leaves. Hiding away into fantasy, Pretending when I let mind Slip from the hinges Into the foresight. An Atlas hold on my sky Before the fall, Knowing bracing Won’t save bone from Shards and splinters. Fearful of loneliness And forgottenness, Shaking at honesty Taking my fingertips To write the truth. Fantasy embraces me gladly, As the thought of you two leaving, Takes sanity and peels it Like a scab. Please don’t forget about me, my friends.

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Apr 30, 2021

Apr 30, 2021 at 4:37 PM UTC

Static_Heartbeats

Dereliction

Dissociation saves, in my soul, A shard of grief For the next friend of mine That leaves. Hiding away into fantasy, Pretending when I let mind Slip from the hinges Into the foresight. An Atlas hold on my sky Before the fall, Knowing bracing Won’t save bone from Shards and splinters. Fearful of loneliness And forgottenness, Shaking at honesty Taking my fingertips To write the truth. Fantasy embraces me gladly, As the thought of you two leaving, Takes sanity and peels it Like a scab. Please don’t forget about me, my friends.

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The black cat sat on the road of the sideways door and asked me to ask a question unanswered by the universe, for it seemed a little trepidation to ask such a stranger as me whose permanence like the door has gone beneath the waves of light and into darkness below the sun and stars, deeper than the night-cat’s fur. Yet I knew the answer and asked the question, and the stars gleamed brighter that rust, and the galaxies I saw were within the slitted eyes before my face, though I did not fall to my forgottenness in that galaxy, but lived in my ghostly form, unanswering questions of old and trying not to remember my thoughts. The cat was unknown to me after that, the tail like a feather duster leaping among the moons of my world, crowing down at me from branches and constellations. I wonder how the universe would think of such a black cat, one who does not mind the coldness of ghosts or stars, or the unknowingness of such things, and who asks for askers and questions them until the dust settles and transforms around it.

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Aug 27, 2020

Aug 27, 2020 at 10:06 PM UTC

SaigeWrites

Prose on a Thursday afternoon

The black cat sat on the road of the sideways door and asked me to ask a question unanswered by the universe, for it seemed a little trepidation to ask such a stranger as me whose permanence like the door has gone beneath the waves of light and into darkness below the sun and stars, deeper than the night-cat’s fur. Yet I knew the answer and asked the question, and the stars gleamed brighter that rust, and the galaxies I saw were within the slitted eyes before my face, though I did not fall to my forgottenness in that galaxy, but lived in my ghostly form, unanswering questions of old and trying not to remember my thoughts. The cat was unknown to me after that, the tail like a feather duster leaping among the moons of my world, crowing down at me from branches and constellations. I wonder how the universe would think of such a black cat, one who does not mind the coldness of ghosts or stars, or the unknowingness of such things, and who asks for askers and questions them until the dust settles and transforms around it.

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Abandoned Left to fend Not knowing a thing Expected to survive Adrift In a sea of forgottenness In a blanket of misery Hungry Afraid No where to go No one to run to Knowing deep down I won't survive Dread Roaring in my soul Fear Clouding my thoughts Emotions raging Going insane From the uncertainness And abandonment Feeling reality's sharp sting Finally realizing for the first time He used me ****** me dry Like a ravenous vampire Drank every last drop Until all that's left Is a shell of Myself

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Jun 30, 2016

Jun 30, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC

sunshinegirl

All alone

Abandoned Left to fend Not knowing a thing Expected to survive Adrift In a sea of forgottenness In a blanket of misery Hungry Afraid No where to go No one to run to Knowing deep down I won't survive Dread Roaring in my soul Fear Clouding my thoughts Emotions raging Going insane From the uncertainness And abandonment Feeling reality's sharp sting Finally realizing for the first time He used me ****** me dry Like a ravenous vampire Drank every last drop Until all that's left Is a shell of Myself

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