"indure" poems
Sticking me with needles again and again
Taking even more blood, need a pen?
To write down that you can't find the sickness
Well here's another symptom, Stress
I'll just leave I guess
No answers
No gain
No tests
No pain
Except the pain is so unbearable
Only another parable
Of doctors not knowing the cure
How many more weeks do I have to indure?
Of this sickness that won't go away
Maybe it will just have to stay
Oh great I'm feeling more pain
Maybe I should go to the doctors again....
I'm getting cut from a disease
How many more times until I appease?
Just get rid of the pain... Please!?
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 6:06 PM UTC
"Its a punishment, you see.."
I tend to bend towards the dark,
Unlike other living trees,
And bare my own unique marks,
I see different from the next person,
Refused to listen what the world is saying,
Instead believe on my own distortions,
At least that's what they see in me when they are looking,
I see the world through a narrow hole,
Neglect the thrill that the big picture may be good,
I choose to stay in my darkness of mind,
Drawing satisfaction on what I think and all that could,
Like I could see a church and think of learning,
Instead of a place to be healed,
I'd see a school and think not of growing,
But a place where a mind is submitted and must yield,
Its a punishment,
That I receive,
From the next generation of beings,
Who force all,
To believe,
In a similar manner of idea in different things,
Its a punishment,
Being an outcast in a society of my kind,
But I have to indure being different,
Because, I don't believe there is a better life than what I see in my mind.
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
the dream
sometimes I wonder if this is all just a dream
when no one can here my silenced screams
this dream I live only I see
sometimes I wonder if it's anyone but me
curiousity gets you places
but in this dream it only goes so far
and then I wonder if I'll be able to indure another day
these people tell me many things
like how to feel a different way
about this dream
in which I live
will someone help me
something's got to give
Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 3:42 AM UTC
I love you I Like You i hate you
But without u i feel incomplete to think so to speak i left u with a broken heart because that happened to me feel my pain so i can get wet with the rain u think im insane but its only my brain which needs to be trained dont compare me to others cuz were not the same DEAL WITH IT
Over the PIT and into the fire
INDURE TIL THE END
my LOVE has EXPIRED
DEAL WITH IT
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
The devide of man has always loomed within history conflicts of interest have fueled the foundations of war and left mothers within the sorrows of tears for power is a beast that devours all who seek its embrace to only leave behind in the end other chapters of history to be examined by those left to indure the madness of mankind
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
Kills you mentally
Your no longer the person you use to be
It's like someone new has a residence inside of you,
Yeah your stronger, but that new strength is what's blocking you away from the world
What Doesnt **** You ,
Scars you for life
The vicious memories are bunches of blocks in your head,
visions that you will not release,
Pain that you will forever indure
What Doesn't Kill You
Should have killed you,
Because now you cheated death, and now death is what you've become.
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC