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Anton Aug 2018
hindi mo alam kung gaano kahirap
ang pinagdaanan nya bago sya magdesisyon.
hindi mo alam kung anong impact
sa kanya ng desisyong ginawa nya.
hindi porket sya ang nang iwan
hindi na sya nasaktan.
may mga bagay na hindi masabi ng direkta
kaya itatago na lang sa salitang "ayoko na"
pero ang totoo may malalim na dahilan
kung bakit ka nya binitiwan.
may malalim na dahilan bakit ka nya iniwan.
hindi natin pwedeng husgahan ang isang tao
base sa pinakita o pinapakita nya.
Hindi lahat ng nang iwan walang pinaglalaban.
hindi lahat ng nang iwan sarili lang nila ang dahilan.
sa totoo lang mas masakit dun
sa side ng taong nang iwan sayo na
may malalim na dahilan kesa sayong binigla ng di mo inaasahan. alam mo kung bakit?
kasi sya buong buhay nyang dadalhin yung sakit
kasi nag Letgo sya kahit ayaw nya.
oo andun na sa "kung mahal mo ipaglalaban mo"
quit that **** concept. hindi all the time
pag mahal mo ipaglalaban mo.
hindi sapat yung mahal ka nya para manatili sya. maraming bagay ang hindi mo alam pero
mas pinili nya talagang hindi ipaalam.
Kase ayaw nya na ikaw ay mas masaktan pa.
hindi mo alam kung gaano kasakit sa kanya
yung iwan ka ng ganon ganon lang.
pero mas masakit kung mananatili sya sayo
kung ikasasama mo naman. hindi lahat ng nang iiwan
sumuko na. hindi lahat ng nang iwan napagod na.
Hindi lahat ng nang iwan wala ng pakealam.
Hindi lahat ng nang iwan hindi nasaktan.
at hindi lahat ng nang iwan hindi kana mahal
kasi may mga bagay na mas mabuting bitawan
na lang kesa panghawakan parin kahit alam natin na
mag eend-up din ng parehas kayong masasaktan.
Christina Mar 2019
I saw you today
In your truck
Windows tinted yet
I still knew that was you
You passed by and I could see you
Hat brimmed around your face
Stubbled beard how I always liked it
You looked okay, like nothing happen between us
You weren’t looking for me
like I’ve been looking for you
That’s when I decided
It’s time to let you go
Michelle Greaves Sep 2010
do you believe that life is a fairy tale (let go)
do you think it's easy lerning how to deal (oh let go)
the drama's just too much for what you really feel (let go)
so let go of everything,let go oh woah woah woah

let go of what you believe in cause there's bigger and better in the world
let go of what you believe in cause it's not what you deserve.
you know whats wrong and right, and that there's way better things in life
so let go of what you believe in woah oh, let go.

its time to let all your worries disappear (and let go)
its time to face your fears (oh let go)
its time to live your life at it's highest point (let go)
its time to shine the light with the power you know (oh let go woah oh)

let go of what you believe in cause there's bigger and better in the world
let go of what you believe in cause it's not what you deserve.
you know whats wrong and right, and that there's way better things in life
so let go of what you believe in woah oh, let go.

its time to let all your worris disappear (and let go)
its time to face you fears (oh let goo)
its time go letgo let go oh woah ** woah oh woah oh yeah

let go of what you believe in cause there's bigger and better in the world
let go of what you believe in cause it's not what you deserve.
you know whats wrong and right, and that there's way better things in life
so let go of what you believe in woah oh, let go.

                                                 ohah, let go!
this is actually a song. just without a beat...
Ken Pepiton Feb 2019
Godliness, can we imagine what that means?
can we a gree,
groupup on a time be
ing
transformed, ah, aitia!
a cause accuse,
have you considered my servant, Faust?

Why now

of all times

am I alived again? Who axed me how

Godliness, with contentment, is great gain?
When did yo'rever begin?

You play Sorry? Y'know how you land at
the right spot and
that makes the time right
to gain more than your role allows

by the rules.
Rules is tools t' keep yer atmostfears from

sending out fruiting bodies,
after the icecaps of ignorances melt.

This is one o'them Sorry places,
in reality.

Never since water recalls, though, now
I recall reading of another water
we have, ringwoodite, those memories are
petrified,
who could think 'em? Chthonic radicals from
trees of knowledge
espelliered to the western wall, while growing

free in forests, wild, whither the wind listeth, and rain falls.
listen,
Jeremiah wrote,

can you hear me now?

Earth, Earth!
Godliness, with contentment, is great gain?
Weeping Prophet?

Wouldn't you?
Timebum-
pto whenever this was first sung
Don't take yer guns t'town, son.
Leave yer guns at home...

Awake at my wake, what a gas,
all wrapped in white linen beyond the ripped drape
no curtain betwixt e certainty and me

but just a glimpse.

One time, I saw a her, an animus of a salvaged sort,

reporting a he I thought was me, was
continuing to fall,

claiming penance for vengance and **** and harsh words.
Lies, most of all...

She came in clad mit rainbows, like an angel in the Bible.
You never noticed those?
Messengers of mercy.
They're all naked, except for light,

how did you not notice those?

Jungians tend to invest heavily in dreams,
turns out,
in the long run,
by mortal measure,

dreams hold meaning longer than

wishes never letgo so far for fear o'
madness o'the Bed'lamic sort

quenching this little light, which

... can't be in dark
no light is in dark

thin light ai'n't no light. Here we are,

this light is all around about me, say

Ah,
it's in me
aitia,
once more, shall we. Give it a spin,

imagine dreaming forever of new and inter'string things,
without dying or being worthless.

Be content imaging that. Great gain. Okeh.
Act like you know forever started some time ago
and you are a character, a named character,
with archetypical friends,
in the live production of the famed Book of Life,

"Life, as much as we can aspire to"
Title pending final cast conspiracy. You're the star.
Fruit from a fine time of not watching the oscars.
AITIA The Greek word aitia (or aition ) derives from the adjective aitios, meaning "responsible," and functions as such as early as the Homeric...
Google it.
Hannah Chin Oct 2018
deephate
lossand anguish
it all mixesinto onelargemess
somewords dont eventouch thisfeeling
myeyes areallout of tears and hanghalfclosed
or is it halfopen to you whofeel
myheart—does itevenbeat
hard totell
youcant know
whati befeeling
howcan you foolsunderstand
youwant tohelp then LEAVEMEALONE
theresnothing youcando
tosave mefromthis
pit
of
des-
pair
ilike theblack
ofthis smallroom
iusedto likepink
iwanted
tobe
apretty princess
andlive inacastle witha
kingso kind
butdreams dont
cometrue
learnthisnow
youfools
dreams
are
like
pa-
per
burni­ngin
theFLAMES
OFHELL
just
like
me
.
.
.
.
do
not
give up
myChild
I still loveyou
myChild
youvegone farther
than
rockbottom
butlisten
to
Me
listen
listenlisten
toMe
.
.
.
.
I
THOUGHT
I GOTRIDOF
YOU
HOWDARE YOU
COMEINTO
THIS
SOULOFMINE
LEAVEHER
ALONE
you are
so
alone
myfriend
cantyousee
noonecares about
you
theylie
when theysay
dothose fools
listentomee
tome
listen
to
me
.
.
.
.
thischaos
inside
ican­notcontrol
itatall
iwantto
SCREAMAND
SHOUTbut
icant
i wantto
crybut icant
letgo
of
me
setme
FREE
p
l
e
a
s
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.
.
.
.
up
uplook
upMy
C­hild
iamnot faraway
letyourheart
beat
beat
beat
again
takemy hand
myChild
iwill
neverleave
younor forsake
you myChild
istill
love
you
.
.
.
.
is
that
alight
itsbeenso
dark for solong
imnot evensure what
lightlooks like
do i dareto hope
dare tolook
up
up
up
.
.
.
.
YOU
FOOL
thereis nolight
light doesnot exist
ithought youwould have
LEARNEDTHIS BY NOW
theonly waytogo is
down
down
down
.
.
.
.
here
iam
myChild
here i am
take my
hand
please dontlook
down
dontlook
down
i
still
loveyou
myChild
ido
i
do
.
.
­.
.
i
cant
lookdown
doi darelook up
amieven worthit
thelight
is
faint
butican
see
it
clear
as day
.
.
.
.
NO
YOUFOOL
you arenot worthy
you cannot hope
donteven try
hope
is
frail
youcant
trust
hope
.
.
.
.
i
surprise
myself
is­till
look up
ithink maybe
there is a littlehope
maybethere
is a little
hope
.
.
.
.
yes
myChild
there is hope
still look up and see
the light gets
bigger
warmer
see me here
I still love
you
myChild
I still love you
.
.
.
.
NO YOU FOOL
no you fool
no
you
fool
.
.
.
.
the
light
is warm
the light is
bright
i
like
the light
i like
the
light
.
.
.
.
no
dont leaveme
here alone
listen to me
one last
time
.
.
.
.
LEAVE
MYCHILD ALONE
myChild
you are
safe
here in
the
light
you are safe
here in the light
i still love you.
I originally wanted to write something about suicide but this came out in the end. This is about a battle that most people can't see. But it is a battle that goes on within all of us.
Kimmy-Nichole Jul 2010
Potentially
I am beginning to see
The Man
You just might be
Maybe
As I begin to learn
Your Oh so Simple
Current Self
Is Just
A Mask
TO HIDE
The Past
BUT
If that Is so
I WONT
runaway
or
letgo
Ill Simply
Stay
Day By Day-
Ill UNDERSTAND
Grasp The truth,

Soak it In,

Simmer In The You I never knew -
And treasure every second
of the man you are today .
Shannon Lee Rohn Dec 2016
You don't own me, So you cant tell me what to do"
then he said...
"Little girl...your endless chatter, I'll show you who you have to listen to"
How just a few little words could make a person so mad,
How he could hurt a young girl so bad.
Came to me with this anger in his eyes,
I wasn't scared at first, until I noticed behind my back my arms were tied,
What should I do now? Maybe I should scream,
Maybe I'm sleeping and this is just a dream,
panic sets in, and my heart's beating fast,
Anxiety trembles my souls quivering moments last,

Sounds of the shots fired captured the echo,
He wasn't done, he wasn't going to letgo,
He must have been tired of my mouths chatter,
But then again does it really matter?
I think he wants me dead,
'Cause of all the bad things that i said,

Maybe he can't take it, maybe he is weak,
He should know, God gave me a voice to speak
He cant handle someone who stands up for herself at only 13,
I just hate that my mom doesn't know,
When she's gone, her boyfriend makes me take off my clothes,

The endless chatter plays over and over again in his head,
'You don't own me, You can't tell me what to do" that's all I said,
Maybe I should let him **** me, Maybe I'm better off dead,
I'd rather be, than him forcing me naked on his bed,
Curdles my stomach and makes me want to puke,
All the things he forces me to do,

I kept it hidden, for so long inside,
When he moved in, I was a quiet girl and a bit shy,
Sometimes I just lay in bed and cry,
Maybe it's better off if I die,
Let him **** me, I don't want to be alive,

It lasted longer than I thought,
This time I screamed, hoping he would get caught,
This was the hardest I've ever fought,
I knew he wasn't going to stop,

On my face, the blood that drips from cuts on my skin,
What am I doing, I'm letting this guy win,
If I give up, He'll do it again,
And everything I said wasn't just endless chatter,
The words I so strongly spoke really does matter ?
If he doesn't stop now, then another girls life he'd shatter,

I've got to be strong, and no longer will I cry,
I changed my mind, I no longer want to die,
When he wasn't looking I'd slip my legs through the ropes ?
The knife was still laying on the bed, I was able to slip and cut til it broke,
With the knife in my hand and blood on my skin ?
He'll never have the chance to do this again,
He walked in, noticed foot prints of blood on the floor,
I wasn't on the bed I was behind the door,

Pierced his skin through the side of his neck,
I don't know if he layed there dead,
I ran outside to the neighbors door,
I've never felt this way before,
I ran for help so the cops could do the rest,
I fought hard, I did my best,
Then I realized the blood was coming from my chest,

Took my last breath then hit the ground,
I waited to hear sirens, that was the last sound.
My mom lay crying at hospital beds side,
I woke up 2 weeks later, I fought hard, I really tried,
I had to decide,..
  Today is not the day to die.
I can take it, I'm not weak,
God gave me a voice, and I'll use it to speak.
Kon Grin Nov 2017
Incinerating freedom
On deliberate letgo
Sheer Luck my wheels are jiggling
Smoothly towards home
Could be once again
A mistake under moon lake, under dome
Under thousand fairies, million blisters
Weighing down the starry wall
Karisa Brown Aug 2019
You may crawl into my spine
And dream the dreams you left behind

You may douse your blanket in gold
And withhold the treasure you wish to unfold

If time doesn't catch up to you soon
You may rest behind the moon
I've left a stardust path just for you

We can live there together forever
Forget the world even exist
Start over fresh

Come back down
After we've made love
To a million planets
We've left behind

To play hide and seek
In the dark with you
Seeing starlit tiptoes
Across your fingertips

Dance for me
Dance for us
You're rhythm
Is what makes the earth vibrate
Doors open to other rooms

It's what we call vibrational confidence
And it's no coincidence
You wI'll see it soon
Over and over

Making lighting out of fire
Unbracing the savlvage attire
Forkoined the darkness
It doesn't hold you still

I Do
I'm you
In a hundred years

Reach up to me
Call my name
Ursula
Eugenie
Letgo the bitter after thoughts
Of long ago

You were born of earth
Camafkouged by bread
Eaten alive
At the very. flesh

But no one knew
That wasn't you
It was a picnic
For the ants

And we my dear
Ate the whole **** Sky
Achoo
Bless you
I love,your will power
And drive
The way it excites
You
The way it opens up your eyes
Like ice glades
About to crash into
The night air
The deepening
In you pupils glare

The iris moves
To a melodic sound
One not many can hear
One not seen
But found

You are a chosen one
Made from love lust and fumes
Fuel the empty kinder
And make perfume



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