"safty" poems - Hello Poetry

This life It is too simple Too plain For a person like me A person who seeks experiences Someone who chases her dreams I wonder what it would feel like To dive in crystal clear water Or watch a beautiful landscape To jump from an airplane And feel the adrenaline rush through my veins To sing with the crowd at a concert And dance the night away To sit by the bonefire Hearing the sound of the crashing waves To gaze at the stars in an open field Or gaze at the northern lights To get lost in a big city To experience both safty and fright To simply live In a world that is much bigger than the walls of my room Bigger than my empty passport Bigger than this simple life I lead In which I could only experience these things Through a dream.

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Sep 5, 2018

Sep 5, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC

sarah-8

Bigger life

This life It is too simple Too plain For a person like me A person who seeks experiences Someone who chases her dreams I wonder what it would feel like To dive in crystal clear water Or watch a beautiful landscape To jump from an airplane And feel the adrenaline rush through my veins To sing with the crowd at a concert And dance the night away To sit by the bonefire Hearing the sound of the crashing waves To gaze at the stars in an open field Or gaze at the northern lights To get lost in a big city To experience both safty and fright To simply live In a world that is much bigger than the walls of my room Bigger than my empty passport Bigger than this simple life I lead In which I could only experience these things Through a dream.

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What does it sound like when all hope is lost It's a silent scream in the empty dark No one knows what to you it cost No one can see it's left it's mark It happens when you're all alone When you've tried everything but it doesn't matter You just try to find a safty zone But the voices in your head still chatter Telling you, you can't make it through the day And at night you plot your death You are slowly starting to decay You know on the inside there's nothing left I know what the sound is when your last hope dies It's but a mournful whimper It's only seen in your eyes It leaves you cold, it's a soul killer

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Feb 3, 2016

Feb 3, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC

Pauline_Morris

When all Hope is Lost

What does it sound like when all hope is lost It's a silent scream in the empty dark No one knows what to you it cost No one can see it's left it's mark It happens when you're all alone When you've tried everything but it doesn't matter You just try to find a safty zone But the voices in your head still chatter Telling you, you can't make it through the day And at night you plot your death You are slowly starting to decay You know on the inside there's nothing left I know what the sound is when your last hope dies It's but a mournful whimper It's only seen in your eyes It leaves you cold, it's a soul killer

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He was walking home Ticked off with a broken nose They stole his things And with no shame Left cuts and bruises Head to toe covering him No one gets his mind No one really tries He hides in the closet When he gets home In fear of his intoxicated father His leather belt Swinging from his fist The boy cries in bitter isolation He can't trust anyone With no safty He fears for his life His mother was killed when he was five Nine years later He just wants to die Multiple times he's tried Every one of them He survived His wrists bleed for releaf His skin pulls tight Then it's released He tiptoes out of his room This for the last time His father asleep in the chair He looked pail His chest barely moving If you weren't paying attention You might think he was dead The boy got an idea Such a melancholy idea He went in to his father's quarters Peaking under the bed There lay a box full Unsold meds A knife in the kitchen would be his weapon Nothing but a sigh let out His father was soon to be no more His heart pounded His mind thundered With anger and pride "This is for Mom!" He screamed with tears in his eyes A knife to the chest He fought the man Pushing further and harder He worked fast The eyes glazed over Both fear and joy filling his heart Into the bathtub Pills in hand He turns on the water He uncaps the bottle Putting it to his lips Up turned He sinks down Letting the drugs take their toll Gone ****** Suicide This was the price For freedom For justice

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Mar 5, 2021

Mar 5, 2021 at 5:27 AM UTC

Starchild

Gone

He was walking home Ticked off with a broken nose They stole his things And with no shame Left cuts and bruises Head to toe covering him No one gets his mind No one really tries He hides in the closet When he gets home In fear of his intoxicated father His leather belt Swinging from his fist The boy cries in bitter isolation He can't trust anyone With no safty He fears for his life His mother was killed when he was five Nine years later He just wants to die Multiple times he's tried Every one of them He survived His wrists bleed for releaf His skin pulls tight Then it's released He tiptoes out of his room This for the last time His father asleep in the chair He looked pail His chest barely moving If you weren't paying attention You might think he was dead The boy got an idea Such a melancholy idea He went in to his father's quarters Peaking under the bed There lay a box full Unsold meds A knife in the kitchen would be his weapon Nothing but a sigh let out His father was soon to be no more His heart pounded His mind thundered With anger and pride "This is for Mom!" He screamed with tears in his eyes A knife to the chest He fought the man Pushing further and harder He worked fast The eyes glazed over Both fear and joy filling his heart Into the bathtub Pills in hand He turns on the water He uncaps the bottle Putting it to his lips Up turned He sinks down Letting the drugs take their toll Gone ****** Suicide This was the price For freedom For justice

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Dear ****** you have took so much from me. You took my will to live. You took my pride. You took my faith in humanity. You took my virginity at the age of 13. You took my innocences. You took my safty. Dear ****** you have destroyed me. You destroyed my life. You ruined who I was then. Dear ****** you have made me live in fear. I suffer from PTSD because of you. I suffer from depression. I suffer from anxiety. Dear ****** I trusted you and you used that against me. Goodbye my ****** I hope you enjoy rotting in that cell for what you have done to me. By: Ash Von Stein

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Nov 13, 2017

Nov 13, 2017 at 6:23 PM UTC

ash-levi-von-stein

Dear ******

Dear ****** you have took so much from me. You took my will to live. You took my pride. You took my faith in humanity. You took my virginity at the age of 13. You took my innocences. You took my safty. Dear ****** you have destroyed me. You destroyed my life. You ruined who I was then. Dear ****** you have made me live in fear. I suffer from PTSD because of you. I suffer from depression. I suffer from anxiety. Dear ****** I trusted you and you used that against me. Goodbye my ****** I hope you enjoy rotting in that cell for what you have done to me. By: Ash Von Stein

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*Wandering alone on a dark street Not knowing where I am My phone ran out of battery Now I can't even use "Maps" It's too dark to see The signs on the houses Copenhagen in a nutshell I'm not surprised... A stranger walks over towards me With his eyes fastened on me In my head panic rises A thought screaming ****** ****** **** paranoia! Calmly he asks me Do you know where I am? He was just a lost boy like I... We discover That we both are looking For the same building So we walk together While we keep talking Just like me This guy doesn't know Copenhagen that well But we found the college And said our farvel... It's funny how two heads Can be better than one Since none of us Would have found the college On our own But two heads only works As long as it isn't about feelings Because then everything Becomes a mess... Since there's no one Who always Will be feeling the same As you And there's no safty That you and he Will make peace After having argued But that is how Life's supposed to be... So this stranger and I Only managed to function As a team Since we were working On an assignment Two lost boys Looking for the college And then we both know That we won't meet again...*

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Mar 26, 2016

Mar 26, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC

HeidiHenriksen

Two lost boys...

*Wandering alone on a dark street Not knowing where I am My phone ran out of battery Now I can't even use "Maps" It's too dark to see The signs on the houses Copenhagen in a nutshell I'm not surprised... A stranger walks over towards me With his eyes fastened on me In my head panic rises A thought screaming ****** ****** **** paranoia! Calmly he asks me Do you know where I am? He was just a lost boy like I... We discover That we both are looking For the same building So we walk together While we keep talking Just like me This guy doesn't know Copenhagen that well But we found the college And said our farvel... It's funny how two heads Can be better than one Since none of us Would have found the college On our own But two heads only works As long as it isn't about feelings Because then everything Becomes a mess... Since there's no one Who always Will be feeling the same As you And there's no safty That you and he Will make peace After having argued But that is how Life's supposed to be... So this stranger and I Only managed to function As a team Since we were working On an assignment Two lost boys Looking for the college And then we both know That we won't meet again...*

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What does it sound like when all hope is lost It's a silent scream in the empty dark No one knows what to you it cost No one can see it's left it's mark It happens when you're all alone When you've tried everything but it doesn't matter You just try to find a safty zone But the voices in your head still chatter Telling you, you can't make it through the day And at night you plot your death You are slowly starting to decay You know on the inside there's nothing left I know what the sound is when your last hope dies It's but a mournful whimper It's only seen in your eyes It leaves you cold, it's a soul killer

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Apr 10, 2016

Apr 10, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC

Pauline_Morris

When all Hope is Lost

What does it sound like when all hope is lost It's a silent scream in the empty dark No one knows what to you it cost No one can see it's left it's mark It happens when you're all alone When you've tried everything but it doesn't matter You just try to find a safty zone But the voices in your head still chatter Telling you, you can't make it through the day And at night you plot your death You are slowly starting to decay You know on the inside there's nothing left I know what the sound is when your last hope dies It's but a mournful whimper It's only seen in your eyes It leaves you cold, it's a soul killer

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Jun 16, 2012

Jun 16, 2012 at 1:00 PM UTC

sometimes It Takes more than a while to understand what you want and what you are, but once you think you are perfect you never be perfect, no one was perfect, take the look for the far distance you will see the light, try to be wise and don't run to it because sometimes That light does not means it's your safty way, can be the light of fire That comes from hell, then you will fall down into hell cause you did not take care about it, here my story started in life, I came without any choices, I did not choose who I Am, I did not choose what I am, or the place or anything else, but I came inside a dark cave, spent my life running trying to find a my way and the reason why I was born, I had to fight and scratch and bit and keep going, then I started giving up till I saw that light coming out, god sent an angel to take my hand and save me from that Cave Save me from myself, someone I thought was the reason of my existence, that angel was too good than be perfect, for sure was more than perfect for me, cause all what took from me, just seconds to fall in love, everything was perfect, To fly up that hole watching the world getting so tinny in my eyes, and all what is big there is the angel's eyes, that magic and that perfection was more attractive than my imagination, everything was too good for me giving me hope and desir to live another life, thought there will be the end of that cave, there will be light and life, there I can see the true image of happiness, and life, everything was perfect for me in my thoughts, and I knew what I wanted, I wanted it so freaking bad, I wanted her till my last breath, but well there is always bad, so all what i did is stuck on it with all what I have making plans to be flying forever with that angel, and creating a world with imagination full of perfection, everything was too perfect till I did not release that was a dream, something my imagination created, because it's not came out to reality yet, some dreams can be real, when you work to make them real, till then That angel decided to let my hand, let me fall, then here we go again, but at least I know this time I will die fast than the way I was going to die at first, cause this time my way down was very fast, sweating and gasping the breath losing my mind and of course my heart was getting weak, then everything become anger and madness for me because i was not able to see the point from that, saving me then throw me here, so i decided to focus on my way down hell, fire burns everything even it burns it's self there I lost totally my mind what i thought will save me would **** me, but after all there was no way to go back cause the step you make never goes back, so you can imagine when you cross too far, I was upset and dying so slow watching that hell under of me, did not know what to do, till I decided to Accept the fall through the destruction maybe then I will be gone pieces and delete myself from existence, but after all; i'm still falling and my eyes still watching thet bird keep flying, at least he is happy about what he done, and I was proud to see the smile on his face, smiling to my end saying goodbye to whole world....Aladdin Aures

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Jan 6, 2017

Jan 6, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC

AladdinAuresHamdi

Poet Message

sometimes It Takes more than a while to understand what you want and what you are, but once you think you are perfect you never be perfect, no one was perfect, take the look for the far distance you will see the light, try to be wise and don't run to it because sometimes That light does not means it's your safty way, can be the light of fire That comes from hell, then you will fall down into hell cause you did not take care about it, here my story started in life, I came without any choices, I did not choose who I Am, I did not choose what I am, or the place or anything else, but I came inside a dark cave, spent my life running trying to find a my way and the reason why I was born, I had to fight and scratch and bit and keep going, then I started giving up till I saw that light coming out, god sent an angel to take my hand and save me from that Cave Save me from myself, someone I thought was the reason of my existence, that angel was too good than be perfect, for sure was more than perfect for me, cause all what took from me, just seconds to fall in love, everything was perfect, To fly up that hole watching the world getting so tinny in my eyes, and all what is big there is the angel's eyes, that magic and that perfection was more attractive than my imagination, everything was too good for me giving me hope and desir to live another life, thought there will be the end of that cave, there will be light and life, there I can see the true image of happiness, and life, everything was perfect for me in my thoughts, and I knew what I wanted, I wanted it so freaking bad, I wanted her till my last breath, but well there is always bad, so all what i did is stuck on it with all what I have making plans to be flying forever with that angel, and creating a world with imagination full of perfection, everything was too perfect till I did not release that was a dream, something my imagination created, because it's not came out to reality yet, some dreams can be real, when you work to make them real, till then That angel decided to let my hand, let me fall, then here we go again, but at least I know this time I will die fast than the way I was going to die at first, cause this time my way down was very fast, sweating and gasping the breath losing my mind and of course my heart was getting weak, then everything become anger and madness for me because i was not able to see the point from that, saving me then throw me here, so i decided to focus on my way down hell, fire burns everything even it burns it's self there I lost totally my mind what i thought will save me would **** me, but after all there was no way to go back cause the step you make never goes back, so you can imagine when you cross too far, I was upset and dying so slow watching that hell under of me, did not know what to do, till I decided to Accept the fall through the destruction maybe then I will be gone pieces and delete myself from existence, but after all; i'm still falling and my eyes still watching thet bird keep flying, at least he is happy about what he done, and I was proud to see the smile on his face, smiling to my end saying goodbye to whole world....Aladdin Aures

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i might be insane but ill take all the blows for the poeple i know.ill run and be the sheiled that wont give out. ill go crazy to protect people who need a hand. i look threw dangers eyes when it's the other way around im bullet proof who is crazy enough to take as many rounds as you can fire at me. the eyes of fear are in the ones with i kinds soul. but the ones who have fear are insane anyway looking head on into fear. as many rounds you can get off it wont stop me for bullet proof ideas stay trut to the safty of your people. ever bullet proof idea that is an idea will tell people dont lose control new ideas will be tryed even if you get hit or go down the ones who are psychoticly crazy will be around as ideas to hold back forces of evil. even the forces of the corrupt that take away life. the bullets will fly but being bullet proof will end the madness that surrounds us in this comunity. im not crazy but my ideas are great but ill always be bullet proof for what my ideas can do in our future planes to fight the forces that only end life as we know it IDEAS ARE BULLET PROOF SO IS MY MIND dont let it go i will stand my ground but nothing willl pull or shoot or **** me ill stand my ground till you get thye message that your rain of terrer is going to fail so is your life and forces that has tourn apart this world

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Nov 25, 2015

Nov 25, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC

vladimir-s-krebs

BULLET PROOF

i might be insane but ill take all the blows for the poeple i know.ill run and be the sheiled that wont give out. ill go crazy to protect people who need a hand. i look threw dangers eyes when it's the other way around im bullet proof who is crazy enough to take as many rounds as you can fire at me. the eyes of fear are in the ones with i kinds soul. but the ones who have fear are insane anyway looking head on into fear. as many rounds you can get off it wont stop me for bullet proof ideas stay trut to the safty of your people. ever bullet proof idea that is an idea will tell people dont lose control new ideas will be tryed even if you get hit or go down the ones who are psychoticly crazy will be around as ideas to hold back forces of evil. even the forces of the corrupt that take away life. the bullets will fly but being bullet proof will end the madness that surrounds us in this comunity. im not crazy but my ideas are great but ill always be bullet proof for what my ideas can do in our future planes to fight the forces that only end life as we know it IDEAS ARE BULLET PROOF SO IS MY MIND dont let it go i will stand my ground but nothing willl pull or shoot or **** me ill stand my ground till you get thye message that your rain of terrer is going to fail so is your life and forces that has tourn apart this world

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Some people like to think outside the box Others They like to remain within its walls Choosing the security and the safty over adaptation and risk Those who think outside of the box are creative and intelligent people who can get things done. They exploit weaknesses in problems and find smart means of resolving them. Whilst the residents within the box tend to frown upon change. They can't problem solve efficiently, nor can they see a simple means of solution. Me..? Im too blind to see the box, my hand over my eyes stumbling about. The only proof I have of a box is others telling me its there. I dont know where one wall ends and another starts, four walls boxing me in... this I know for sure. I'm confined in this mental prison, unable to think outside for a radical solution and too insecure and blind to find a safe means through. So whilst some like to think outside the box, others like to remain inside. I simply dont know where this box is to find out...

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Jul 6, 2015

Jul 6, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC

sparkticas

Boxed

Some people like to think outside the box Others They like to remain within its walls Choosing the security and the safty over adaptation and risk Those who think outside of the box are creative and intelligent people who can get things done. They exploit weaknesses in problems and find smart means of resolving them. Whilst the residents within the box tend to frown upon change. They can't problem solve efficiently, nor can they see a simple means of solution. Me..? Im too blind to see the box, my hand over my eyes stumbling about. The only proof I have of a box is others telling me its there. I dont know where one wall ends and another starts, four walls boxing me in... this I know for sure. I'm confined in this mental prison, unable to think outside for a radical solution and too insecure and blind to find a safe means through. So whilst some like to think outside the box, others like to remain inside. I simply dont know where this box is to find out...

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Am i safe? Safe with whom Who can say i am safe Dose safty run away Dose it want to stay Who stole my safty

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May 14, 2010

May 14, 2010 at 8:55 PM UTC

jessica-griego

Safty

Am i safe? Safe with whom Who can say i am safe Dose safty run away Dose it want to stay Who stole my safty

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We were sent to a pit And burried in clear thin Blood From the rain and Mud. The bayonetts screamed. My face scared, My chest opened And layed out In a picture that took ten minutes to finish. They jumped off Into my youth And rolled The canons down my face. My image burned Until I found my self Under the safty of Calm waters Where nothing Concerned my Fear. I closed my eyes And slowly disapeared Under the picks and grey Shovels. Next to my enemies Colored servant like the way stripes Stick to a ball. Lost and assumed here. My father and mother believe im still Burried in the mountains. Underneath a rose bed of yellow roses. Please belive me when I say I m not a foe. Im not a forrest. Im boston. Im the soft hymn emerson forgot to finish.

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Sep 12, 2013

Sep 12, 2013 at 5:36 AM UTC

michael-parish

The union solidgers burrial.

We were sent to a pit And burried in clear thin Blood From the rain and Mud. The bayonetts screamed. My face scared, My chest opened And layed out In a picture that took ten minutes to finish. They jumped off Into my youth And rolled The canons down my face. My image burned Until I found my self Under the safty of Calm waters Where nothing Concerned my Fear. I closed my eyes And slowly disapeared Under the picks and grey Shovels. Next to my enemies Colored servant like the way stripes Stick to a ball. Lost and assumed here. My father and mother believe im still Burried in the mountains. Underneath a rose bed of yellow roses. Please belive me when I say I m not a foe. Im not a forrest. Im boston. Im the soft hymn emerson forgot to finish.

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I work to win and take the ravens flight And go because I think I know im rite. We take off from problems and touch another place. I left the soil, I can spring away from there. The open egg grows to leap away from safty. I work to win and take the ravens flight and go because I think I know whats rite. Its about time to steal the open breath, so make a mess and work to win the ravens flight. And go because we know whats rite. So trust the dive and feel your flight. Theres no leap thats touper.

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Dec 5, 2015

Dec 5, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC

michael-parish

Untitled

I work to win and take the ravens flight And go because I think I know im rite. We take off from problems and touch another place. I left the soil, I can spring away from there. The open egg grows to leap away from safty. I work to win and take the ravens flight and go because I think I know whats rite. Its about time to steal the open breath, so make a mess and work to win the ravens flight. And go because we know whats rite. So trust the dive and feel your flight. Theres no leap thats touper.

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Where’s you comfort zone? Mine is home on the couch, Traveling with family. But you always got to take it step by step. I leave my comfort today, The safty of family. I am scared, But ready to take that first step into adulthood.

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May 3, 2018

May 3, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC

Eevee

Comfort zone

Where’s you comfort zone? Mine is home on the couch, Traveling with family. But you always got to take it step by step. I leave my comfort today, The safty of family. I am scared, But ready to take that first step into adulthood.

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