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"lonlieness" poems

when you are a loner the worlds a bitter place with a life lonlieness the world is hard to face you live in the shadows of a darkened mind reality of life you have left behind. nothing seems the same as the world outside deep in to depression you begin to slide lock yourself away in your lonely space life when your a loner is such a lonely place

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Sep 30, 2014

Sep 30, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC

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when you are a loner the worlds a bitter place with a life lonlieness the world is hard to face you live in the shadows of a darkened mind reality of life you have left behind. nothing seems the same as the world outside deep in to depression you begin to slide lock yourself away in your lonely space life when your a loner is such a lonely place

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I am dirt, I like to bury plastic and broken glass inside of me. How do you get rid of a body? you bury it. How do you keep treasure safe? you bury it. How do you plant a garden? you bury it. How do you express your emotions? you bury it. ..right? You can bury a lot of things so why can't you bury those? My soil is no longer plentiful all my sprouted plants have died the grass is thick weeded fuel for fire because I like to bury the worst kind of things inside myself. I must remember, that it simply will not do, it might seem otherwise but it's true, you can't bury everything. (Not without repercussions) I must remember, that I cannot bury my fear bury my lonlieness bury my depression anxiety anger longing and heartache under food. My feelings have been hurt but if I bury it under some nachos I won't have to look at it. I'm not as pretty as the rest but it's okay, I'll bury it under a mound of cinnamonroll frosting a burrito a smoothie a banana It's okay, I know how to make myself feel better my body knows what to do when it is in peril to survive to thrive I must bury the bad things through satisfying my tongue. I must remember, though, these things cannot be burried under a buffet cannot cower behind Ben and Jerry no not even the fruits of the land can gain me enough weight to forever keep these feelings bound. I must remeber that the only way to survive the feelings, is to expel them. How do you get rid of an old blanket? throw it out. How do you toss a moldy peach? throw it out. How do you get rid of the emotion-fueled eating? throw it out. Throw it out I say Rather Throw it up expel it get it out It's burried deep so I must throw away all that's inside in hopes maybe these feelings will be cured throw it out throw it up you can throw out a lot of things, so why can't I throw out this? I can't burry these trials so I must briefly drown and send them down the drain, that's the only way to feel better that's the only way to get through this the only way my body knows how to survive and thrive don't bury it! throw it out I say throw it out rather, throw it up.

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Jan 17, 2015

Jan 17, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC

Bury It Under The Mountain.

I am dirt, I like to bury plastic and broken glass inside of me. How do you get rid of a body? you bury it. How do you keep treasure safe? you bury it. How do you plant a garden? you bury it. How do you express your emotions? you bury it. ..right? You can bury a lot of things so why can't you bury those? My soil is no longer plentiful all my sprouted plants have died the grass is thick weeded fuel for fire because I like to bury the worst kind of things inside myself. I must remember, that it simply will not do, it might seem otherwise but it's true, you can't bury everything. (Not without repercussions) I must remember, that I cannot bury my fear bury my lonlieness bury my depression anxiety anger longing and heartache under food. My feelings have been hurt but if I bury it under some nachos I won't have to look at it. I'm not as pretty as the rest but it's okay, I'll bury it under a mound of cinnamonroll frosting a burrito a smoothie a banana It's okay, I know how to make myself feel better my body knows what to do when it is in peril to survive to thrive I must bury the bad things through satisfying my tongue. I must remember, though, these things cannot be burried under a buffet cannot cower behind Ben and Jerry no not even the fruits of the land can gain me enough weight to forever keep these feelings bound. I must remeber that the only way to survive the feelings, is to expel them. How do you get rid of an old blanket? throw it out. How do you toss a moldy peach? throw it out. How do you get rid of the emotion-fueled eating? throw it out. Throw it out I say Rather Throw it up expel it get it out It's burried deep so I must throw away all that's inside in hopes maybe these feelings will be cured throw it out throw it up you can throw out a lot of things, so why can't I throw out this? I can't burry these trials so I must briefly drown and send them down the drain, that's the only way to feel better that's the only way to get through this the only way my body knows how to survive and thrive don't bury it! throw it out I say throw it out rather, throw it up.

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I remember how I begged the friends to come to my party at the age of 21 how I faked my smile in the pictures, how I feigned joy to cover up my deep pain , I remember my cold birthday at the age of six watching television without any heat, as the mice crawled near my feet I remember the burning the lonlieness the longing of wanting companionship some love. Looking back I chased all my friends many of them weren't so enthusiastic at times. I did this my whole life I didn't know, that I didn't need to starve to be fed. I am still learning, the other day someone complimented me, I was literally shocked, because it has happened so rarely to me, that I felt so much joy and love in my heart. that kind people exist, and than I cried about that deeply inside , about this notion this fact. At my past birthday the" friends " that I had there, kind of ignored me went off to smoke, and I had to beg them to take my pictures. I just feel so much disgust in my heart and soul. When I saw her the other day, all I wanted to do was spit in her face and yell "FK You Btch ," you didn't deserve even one ounce of my fking presence. Instead all I did was glare deeply at her and she the cowardess that she is , wouldn't even look at me or ever apologize. Now I may be alone but I am choosing myself! My people My places And My life . I am choosing I get to have Choice.

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Sep 14, 2023

Sep 14, 2023 at 5:58 PM UTC

The Birthday Cry

I remember how I begged the friends to come to my party at the age of 21 how I faked my smile in the pictures, how I feigned joy to cover up my deep pain , I remember my cold birthday at the age of six watching television without any heat, as the mice crawled near my feet I remember the burning the lonlieness the longing of wanting companionship some love. Looking back I chased all my friends many of them weren't so enthusiastic at times. I did this my whole life I didn't know, that I didn't need to starve to be fed. I am still learning, the other day someone complimented me, I was literally shocked, because it has happened so rarely to me, that I felt so much joy and love in my heart. that kind people exist, and than I cried about that deeply inside , about this notion this fact. At my past birthday the" friends " that I had there, kind of ignored me went off to smoke, and I had to beg them to take my pictures. I just feel so much disgust in my heart and soul. When I saw her the other day, all I wanted to do was spit in her face and yell "FK You Btch ," you didn't deserve even one ounce of my fking presence. Instead all I did was glare deeply at her and she the cowardess that she is , wouldn't even look at me or ever apologize. Now I may be alone but I am choosing myself! My people My places And My life . I am choosing I get to have Choice.

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Those long, thin, intertwining threads of loneliness Twisting, turning, expanding Slowly enveloping the free spaces in ones heart From where joy and happiness spring. Floods of feelings stopped and dammed By that wall causing separation of self From those you want to embrace, feel, love Hold, spend time with, grow with Be one with. You are trapped into thinking That darkness is a safe place to be So you sit there and watch the world go by. Missed chances, missed people, missed life. This is the product of loneliness. As you come to realize this, Some can cast off the dark cloak. For many this is as casting bread upon the water Their loneliness grows seven fold Taking them deeper in the trap. It is one thing that expands, thrives Feeds on the dark. For that is where you sit in loneliness. It is insidious. So I’ll sit here in the dark Remembering the happiness Trying to find the will and strength To claw myself out of the darkness And back to the light To once again gamble on the outside world. Dan Gray

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Apr 20, 2013

Apr 20, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC

The Dark Cloak, Lonlieness

Those long, thin, intertwining threads of loneliness Twisting, turning, expanding Slowly enveloping the free spaces in ones heart From where joy and happiness spring. Floods of feelings stopped and dammed By that wall causing separation of self From those you want to embrace, feel, love Hold, spend time with, grow with Be one with. You are trapped into thinking That darkness is a safe place to be So you sit there and watch the world go by. Missed chances, missed people, missed life. This is the product of loneliness. As you come to realize this, Some can cast off the dark cloak. For many this is as casting bread upon the water Their loneliness grows seven fold Taking them deeper in the trap. It is one thing that expands, thrives Feeds on the dark. For that is where you sit in loneliness. It is insidious. So I’ll sit here in the dark Remembering the happiness Trying to find the will and strength To claw myself out of the darkness And back to the light To once again gamble on the outside world. Dan Gray

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so many homeless people in the world day reality of life seems so far away. living day by day living in despair sleeping where they can sleeping anywhere with a cardboard box made in to a bed lonlieness and sorrow going through there head all they need is someone to tell there troubles too someone who will listen and tell them what to do so many homeless people in the world today maybe with some help theres somewhere they can stay

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Apr 26, 2015

Apr 26, 2015 at 7:30 AM UTC

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so many homeless people in the world day reality of life seems so far away. living day by day living in despair sleeping where they can sleeping anywhere with a cardboard box made in to a bed lonlieness and sorrow going through there head all they need is someone to tell there troubles too someone who will listen and tell them what to do so many homeless people in the world today maybe with some help theres somewhere they can stay

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Now, as I look upon this empty room I am alone, but not quite lonely. Voices carry on, with no face. Footsteps with no person. What I have realized is. There is no one left. Everyone's gone. I'm alone. Again. But. They're here. The room, full. Joyous laughs ring. Yet, I'll still wait here. It's not terribly strange. Although not alone, lonely. Nobody here to help me through. What a strange feeling lonlieness is. I may become completely secluded. Wondering what may become of me. Fighting for even a fresh breath. It's what I always wanted. Once again, here I am. All alone at last. I am happy. All alone? Until. Wait. No air. Tiny space. You're nearly gone. What is happening? Merely the side affects. Don't worry, you'll be fine. Unless you give them control. Them you may ask? Don't be silly. There are voices inside of your head. Reminding you how pathetic you are. Always twisting up your insides. You can try to ignore them. Your only companions. They never leave you. You believe them. Comforted. Someone. Cares. Enough. To even talk. To you anymore. That is not how it ends. Oh, well, maybe it could be. There will always be loneliness. Not everyone will fight for their soul. Then, the lonlieness will attack again.

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Jun 1, 2015

Jun 1, 2015 at 1:52 AM UTC

Now, as I look upon this empty room I am alone, but not quite lonely. Voices carry on, with no face. Footsteps with no person. What I have realized is. There is no one left. Everyone's gone. I'm alone. Again. But. They're here. The room, full. Joyous laughs ring. Yet, I'll still wait here. It's not terribly strange. Although not alone, lonely. Nobody here to help me through. What a strange feeling lonlieness is. I may become completely secluded. Wondering what may become of me. Fighting for even a fresh breath. It's what I always wanted. Once again, here I am. All alone at last. I am happy. All alone? Until. Wait. No air. Tiny space. You're nearly gone. What is happening? Merely the side affects. Don't worry, you'll be fine. Unless you give them control. Them you may ask? Don't be silly. There are voices inside of your head. Reminding you how pathetic you are. Always twisting up your insides. You can try to ignore them. Your only companions. They never leave you. You believe them. Comforted. Someone. Cares. Enough. To even talk. To you anymore. That is not how it ends. Oh, well, maybe it could be. There will always be loneliness. Not everyone will fight for their soul. Then, the lonlieness will attack again.

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so many homeless people in the world day reality of life seems so far away. living day by day living in despair sleeping where they can sleeping anywhere with a cardboard box made in to a bed lonlieness and sorrow going through there head all they need is someone to tell there troubles too someone who will listen and tell them what to do so many homeless people in the world today maybe with some help theres somewhere they can stay

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Jun 10, 2014

Jun 10, 2014 at 9:09 AM UTC

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so many homeless people in the world day reality of life seems so far away. living day by day living in despair sleeping where they can sleeping anywhere with a cardboard box made in to a bed lonlieness and sorrow going through there head all they need is someone to tell there troubles too someone who will listen and tell them what to do so many homeless people in the world today maybe with some help theres somewhere they can stay

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christmas for the homeless is just another day just a day of lonlieness no where they can stay living in a doorway in the cold and snow in cardbox no where they can go. just another day as lonely as can be no christmas decorations or a christmas tree no presents they can open on a christmas day happiness and joy seems so far away.

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Dec 3, 2014

Dec 3, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC

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homeless christmas

christmas for the homeless is just another day just a day of lonlieness no where they can stay living in a doorway in the cold and snow in cardbox no where they can go. just another day as lonely as can be no christmas decorations or a christmas tree no presents they can open on a christmas day happiness and joy seems so far away.

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its like a plague, it spreads through my body first, my head, first it crawls into my skull, causing its poison to clip in the cracks and then the poison seeps into my brain, making me feel like everyone hates me it kills my nerves,making my emotions go away then to my chest it travels down my spine and around my ribs, crushing my ability to breathe and it clogs my arteries, getting closer to the source then, it finally gets to my heart, breaking it instantly at this point, i am to broken to utter anything, i stay silent like a winters night from there, it goes down it kills off my liver, making me scream ****** ****** it makes my kidneys shrivel, making me fall stays inside the intestines, making me hurl and *** my pants i am nearly dying, but it still goes on its poison is to much, and i die its the day that the loneliness poison finally killed me at least i won't be lonely in hell

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Aug 28, 2013

Aug 28, 2013 at 10:06 PM UTC

the true poison in lonlieness

its like a plague, it spreads through my body first, my head, first it crawls into my skull, causing its poison to clip in the cracks and then the poison seeps into my brain, making me feel like everyone hates me it kills my nerves,making my emotions go away then to my chest it travels down my spine and around my ribs, crushing my ability to breathe and it clogs my arteries, getting closer to the source then, it finally gets to my heart, breaking it instantly at this point, i am to broken to utter anything, i stay silent like a winters night from there, it goes down it kills off my liver, making me scream ****** ****** it makes my kidneys shrivel, making me fall stays inside the intestines, making me hurl and *** my pants i am nearly dying, but it still goes on its poison is to much, and i die its the day that the loneliness poison finally killed me at least i won't be lonely in hell

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you want me to give you my heart? Your crazy My minds already been made up long before I knew why Love is just infatuation For now Letting someone ****** your life Twist your emotions How is this sweet? I've seen these poor people Stop at nothing for love And when it all ends They're broken Shattered I'm terrified But deep down I long I long for that one person to complete this mess Though I refuse to love I can still dream Still wish That I could be that one For some reason I will not can not Let a person take me over Does this mean I'm doomed An eternity of lonlieness Although I have my chums They all have they're "loves" And I have my cats. I am sort of kind of content

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 11:55 AM UTC

Kinda sort of, content. (No love)

you want me to give you my heart? Your crazy My minds already been made up long before I knew why Love is just infatuation For now Letting someone ****** your life Twist your emotions How is this sweet? I've seen these poor people Stop at nothing for love And when it all ends They're broken Shattered I'm terrified But deep down I long I long for that one person to complete this mess Though I refuse to love I can still dream Still wish That I could be that one For some reason I will not can not Let a person take me over Does this mean I'm doomed An eternity of lonlieness Although I have my chums They all have they're "loves" And I have my cats. I am sort of kind of content

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people they get lonley climb in to a shell face the day alone in there living hell hide themself away from the human race living in the gloom of there lonely place such a shame to see people in this way there are such a lot do this everyday just a life of lonlieness is all they ever see locked up in there cell that dosent have a key

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Sep 5, 2016

Sep 5, 2016 at 10:24 AM UTC

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all the lonely people

people they get lonley climb in to a shell face the day alone in there living hell hide themself away from the human race living in the gloom of there lonely place such a shame to see people in this way there are such a lot do this everyday just a life of lonlieness is all they ever see locked up in there cell that dosent have a key

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i wake up every morning longing for more sleep i look at the clock im already behind schedule i leave my my room to see my family my biggest bullies i go through the motions of getting ready for the day i look in the mirror and im unsatisfied with what i see but i feel hopeless about being able to change it i go through my day experiencing small bits of joy but mainly bordem, lonlieness, and unluckieness i get home on whatever time depending on the day and i go to my room then i see and hear you through my laptop and tablet and i realize its not so bad thankyou for being my source of joy i love you liam james payne

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Apr 21, 2014

Apr 21, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC

i wake up every morning longing for more sleep i look at the clock im already behind schedule i leave my my room to see my family my biggest bullies i go through the motions of getting ready for the day i look in the mirror and im unsatisfied with what i see but i feel hopeless about being able to change it i go through my day experiencing small bits of joy but mainly bordem, lonlieness, and unluckieness i get home on whatever time depending on the day and i go to my room then i see and hear you through my laptop and tablet and i realize its not so bad thankyou for being my source of joy i love you liam james payne

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im rotting within myself im the living definition of a cavity bleached and beautiful on the outside but rotting in black sut on the inside i did not take my medicine today therefor i am anxious overly anxious my nerves are telling me something atrocious is about to happen but it simply is not im trembling no one can help me no one can soothe me my phone was gone half of my day my safety blanket was gone that means i was gone with it i've been gone im so gone let these meds flow i tried to text you for comfort but you could give a **** less about me you were drunk while i was pouring myself out to you you joked around another reminder that i have no one lonlieness poked me at my every pressure point im irked scared restless it sickens me that i need you in my breaking points, i need you in my 2 am thoughts i need you to calm me but all you cared about was the *** you didnt care about me in my breaking points you dont care about my thoughts at 2 am its okay if i were you i wouldnt care either im too easy please mercy me let me fall out of myself for the sake of myself

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Oct 25, 2015

Oct 25, 2015 at 2:30 PM UTC

im rotting within myself im the living definition of a cavity bleached and beautiful on the outside but rotting in black sut on the inside i did not take my medicine today therefor i am anxious overly anxious my nerves are telling me something atrocious is about to happen but it simply is not im trembling no one can help me no one can soothe me my phone was gone half of my day my safety blanket was gone that means i was gone with it i've been gone im so gone let these meds flow i tried to text you for comfort but you could give a **** less about me you were drunk while i was pouring myself out to you you joked around another reminder that i have no one lonlieness poked me at my every pressure point im irked scared restless it sickens me that i need you in my breaking points, i need you in my 2 am thoughts i need you to calm me but all you cared about was the *** you didnt care about me in my breaking points you dont care about my thoughts at 2 am its okay if i were you i wouldnt care either im too easy please mercy me let me fall out of myself for the sake of myself

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Written by Diana Garcia Sweet words went in one ear and out the other. My poor unfortunate lover. How could he know his embraces were not like yours. How could he know that my heart became so coarse. Lonlieness came, my void deepened. My love for you resurfaced but the envy awakened. I stood by, hoping, wishing for a glance in my direction. Little did I know, you and her were just a miserable misconception. My heart raced, I thought maybe I'll faint when our eyes met and your eyes glistened We clearly are not through This whole time, it was always you.

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Oct 27, 2017

Oct 27, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC

Written by Diana Garcia Sweet words went in one ear and out the other. My poor unfortunate lover. How could he know his embraces were not like yours. How could he know that my heart became so coarse. Lonlieness came, my void deepened. My love for you resurfaced but the envy awakened. I stood by, hoping, wishing for a glance in my direction. Little did I know, you and her were just a miserable misconception. My heart raced, I thought maybe I'll faint when our eyes met and your eyes glistened We clearly are not through This whole time, it was always you.

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Mixed emotions get the better of you. Your head spins round and round trying to figure it out but you can't. You feel a sense of lonlieness, Like no ones their for you... You want to run, but don't know your destination. You want to hide, but don't know where. You want to do something, but don't know what. Your gut is telling you no, but your heart is saying yes. Listen to your gut, because if your not sure your not sure. B.m.P

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Aug 9, 2014

Aug 9, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC

Mixed emotions get the better of you. Your head spins round and round trying to figure it out but you can't. You feel a sense of lonlieness, Like no ones their for you... You want to run, but don't know your destination. You want to hide, but don't know where. You want to do something, but don't know what. Your gut is telling you no, but your heart is saying yes. Listen to your gut, because if your not sure your not sure. B.m.P

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when a heart is broken it brings you despair when the one you love is no longer there everything you had seems so far away all you feel is emptiness every single day. time will heal the hurt and your lonlieness help your heart to mend take away the stress then you can start a new find your heart once more learn to love again as you did before

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Aug 30, 2016

Aug 30, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC

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when a heart is broken

when a heart is broken it brings you despair when the one you love is no longer there everything you had seems so far away all you feel is emptiness every single day. time will heal the hurt and your lonlieness help your heart to mend take away the stress then you can start a new find your heart once more learn to love again as you did before

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The Things I Think About Most Souls Dont Know How To Think It Out I Believe In Anything And Right Now Im Bleeding Out My Twin Soul Flames Is On Her Way I Need Her Now Rain Storms Just Rains More Im See A House In Side Its DRY As Ice Pain From Eyes Just Burn The Ground Deathly Alone No Needed Explenation All That My Family Say Is Not Okay I ******* Take It Swallow My Spit Transmute All Sensations My Heart Going To Stop So I Begin My Meditation Theres A Demon Screaming An Angel Singing The Walls Are Shaking I Built Em With My Blood Its So Strong They Will Hold On And With Stand Thier Placemnet I Am So Strong I Will Not Yell I Will Not Speak I Will Just Breathe I Will Not Fail Heal My Body With Angelic Energy Purify My Consiousnnees Sub Consious Mantras My Remedy Im More Ready Then Ill Ever Be Im Alright I Am The Light At Night Remember Me If Tonight I Take This Knife For Stake And Slice My Throat And Face Because I Could Not Breathe I Love My Slef More Than Any Body Could Give To Me I Am A Miracle Of Living Dream That Will Never Die Even When I Leave Earth Spread These Silver Wings And Bodies Cry I Am Bleeding Opera I Oughta Try Tell My Mother That Shes The Reason For My Lonlieness And Readyness To Die I Just Wanted To Spend Tine The Past Really ****** Up Your Mind I Would Go Back And Change A Things EXcpept Our Vibe Cos Our Connection Died And Its Dark At Sometimes I now Know My Soul Better That I Know My Mom Well I Never Knew Her And It Feels So Wrong Mom I Say This Strong Im Letting Go For Ever I Was The Only One Holding The Rope As I Play These Notes Just Know You I Dont Perceive Right Or Wrong I See Through The Midst There Is No More Holding On Its So Cold With Out Coat I Will Not Pass Over Without A Soul I Just Might Take Flight Tonight For Ever IM Bleeding Hope Who Ever Is Reading This Note When Somebody Speaks Be Judement Free And Look Deep Into Thier Soul People Scream And No One Knows I Am Raven And A Dove Suffocating Stuck By Crows Its A Metaphor Only The Deepest Souls And Poets Know No Suicide Note I Didnt Want To Die It Was Time For Me To Go

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Apr 16, 2016

Apr 16, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC

The Things I Think About Most Souls Dont Know How To Think It Out I Believe In Anything And Right Now Im Bleeding Out My Twin Soul Flames Is On Her Way I Need Her Now Rain Storms Just Rains More Im See A House In Side Its DRY As Ice Pain From Eyes Just Burn The Ground Deathly Alone No Needed Explenation All That My Family Say Is Not Okay I ******* Take It Swallow My Spit Transmute All Sensations My Heart Going To Stop So I Begin My Meditation Theres A Demon Screaming An Angel Singing The Walls Are Shaking I Built Em With My Blood Its So Strong They Will Hold On And With Stand Thier Placemnet I Am So Strong I Will Not Yell I Will Not Speak I Will Just Breathe I Will Not Fail Heal My Body With Angelic Energy Purify My Consiousnnees Sub Consious Mantras My Remedy Im More Ready Then Ill Ever Be Im Alright I Am The Light At Night Remember Me If Tonight I Take This Knife For Stake And Slice My Throat And Face Because I Could Not Breathe I Love My Slef More Than Any Body Could Give To Me I Am A Miracle Of Living Dream That Will Never Die Even When I Leave Earth Spread These Silver Wings And Bodies Cry I Am Bleeding Opera I Oughta Try Tell My Mother That Shes The Reason For My Lonlieness And Readyness To Die I Just Wanted To Spend Tine The Past Really ****** Up Your Mind I Would Go Back And Change A Things EXcpept Our Vibe Cos Our Connection Died And Its Dark At Sometimes I now Know My Soul Better That I Know My Mom Well I Never Knew Her And It Feels So Wrong Mom I Say This Strong Im Letting Go For Ever I Was The Only One Holding The Rope As I Play These Notes Just Know You I Dont Perceive Right Or Wrong I See Through The Midst There Is No More Holding On Its So Cold With Out Coat I Will Not Pass Over Without A Soul I Just Might Take Flight Tonight For Ever IM Bleeding Hope Who Ever Is Reading This Note When Somebody Speaks Be Judement Free And Look Deep Into Thier Soul People Scream And No One Knows I Am Raven And A Dove Suffocating Stuck By Crows Its A Metaphor Only The Deepest Souls And Poets Know No Suicide Note I Didnt Want To Die It Was Time For Me To Go

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everydays a struggle when there is despair when you need someone and no one is there no one you can turn to to tell your troubles to just a world of lonlieness in it only you everything seems grey life seems such a mess mind is in a turmoil nothing but distress everything is a struggle when your in despair no there beside you on one there to care

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Apr 17, 2014

Apr 17, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC

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everydays a struggle when there is despair when you need someone and no one is there no one you can turn to to tell your troubles to just a world of lonlieness in it only you everything seems grey life seems such a mess mind is in a turmoil nothing but distress everything is a struggle when your in despair no there beside you on one there to care

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people they get lonely but they just dont say they keep it all locked up and hide it out the way living with despair with no one there to care no one they can turn to with troubles they can share just a life of lonlieness that no one else can see trapped in a mind of sadness that needs some company

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Feb 2, 2014

Feb 2, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC

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people they get lonely but they just dont say they keep it all locked up and hide it out the way living with despair with no one there to care no one they can turn to with troubles they can share just a life of lonlieness that no one else can see trapped in a mind of sadness that needs some company

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life it has a lonely road that lonely people take and there lonely life each of them will make living in there world of darkness an despair living in there solitude with no one there to care. lock there self away from the world outside living in the shadows somewhere they can hide. just a lonely road that never seems to end just a life of sadness at each and every bend. if only we could only help them take a different view then the road to lonlieness was something they once knew

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Apr 21, 2015

Apr 21, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC

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life it has a lonely road that lonely people take and there lonely life each of them will make living in there world of darkness an despair living in there solitude with no one there to care. lock there self away from the world outside living in the shadows somewhere they can hide. just a lonely road that never seems to end just a life of sadness at each and every bend. if only we could only help them take a different view then the road to lonlieness was something they once knew

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Heavy burdens on my mind Are is like holding up the ocean floor, I'm fragile like glass. Not only am I cracking at the seems, but I'm starting to leak... Every person I push away is one less to seal the tears, the patches are never a good enough job. Soon I'll be broken and everything will be layed out for all to see. I can't contain the pressure of this cold, dark, lonlieness any longer...

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Jul 8, 2017

Jul 8, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC

Something deep blue

Heavy burdens on my mind Are is like holding up the ocean floor, I'm fragile like glass. Not only am I cracking at the seems, but I'm starting to leak... Every person I push away is one less to seal the tears, the patches are never a good enough job. Soon I'll be broken and everything will be layed out for all to see. I can't contain the pressure of this cold, dark, lonlieness any longer...

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There is a space by my side. Do you see it? Once it laughed, when all was right. But with the changing tide I was gone and it left: life swept aside. A rip where once was full, now all is null. But now I find it's lack a fine companion. I laugh and the silence eats it I speak and the words fall flat I cry and the lonlieness engulfs. There is a space by my side. Do you see it? Do you see it? Do you see me? The silence is all the response I need.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC

(Lack of) Actions Speak Louder Than Words

There is a space by my side. Do you see it? Once it laughed, when all was right. But with the changing tide I was gone and it left: life swept aside. A rip where once was full, now all is null. But now I find it's lack a fine companion. I laugh and the silence eats it I speak and the words fall flat I cry and the lonlieness engulfs. There is a space by my side. Do you see it? Do you see it? Do you see me? The silence is all the response I need.

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living in a box a shop front for a home no where i can go just walk about and roam living like a caveman out there in the wild all i seem to be is someones long lost child. i feel so alone when night begins to fall as i lay my head against a concrete wall if only i had stayed where im supposed to be. lonlieness despair i would never see.

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Oct 9, 2014

Oct 9, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC

william-worthless-1

living in a box

living in a box a shop front for a home no where i can go just walk about and roam living like a caveman out there in the wild all i seem to be is someones long lost child. i feel so alone when night begins to fall as i lay my head against a concrete wall if only i had stayed where im supposed to be. lonlieness despair i would never see.

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