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Unpolished Ink Dec 2020
I don't want to follow your footsteps

with my two left feet in my two wrong shoes

If I take a path it's the one I will choose

my steps are my own

and I'll walk for a bit

maybe I'll find some shoes that will fit!
Awkward oddball kid in the brood-overbearing parents trying to make you fit...
Why
Why would I let in anyone from the start
Just so they know
How to properly breaking my heart?
And tearing it apart?
Then pretend that it wasn’t a big deal afterwards
My first mental meltdown
already running in circles,
still care about drawing lines.
Maybe humans found a way out of their humdrum existence through the division of anything and everything.
But that's not even the worst part.
Unfortunately, it seems that humans never learn and the loop goes on.
can't take on another lover
I'm just looking for a friend,
I gaze out of the tinted window
as the night washes away
the pain in the end,
would you like to sit next to me
when all that you've held sacred,
falls down and does not mend?
while we watch chaos overrun the world,
and now there's no time to pretend.
I'm not a man who sold the world, neither am I another shoulder for you to cry upon.

When it does happen, I'd prefer front row seats to watch the end of the world unfold. Are you up for it?

PS:  Inspired by Jim Morrison's soulful vocals in 'The End', the perfect apocalypse song for me.

Apparently, he was also the first rock and roll artist to have been arrested on stage during a show.

RIP JM. LONG LIVE ROCK N ROLL!
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Porcelain cracks
My heart is made of plastic

Earth will quake
Glass will shatter
Ceramic vases and statues falling to the ground and breaking apart
China plates will smash
Pieces scattering zillions of different directions

But me
Body will remain strong and unscathed
While others try gluing themselves back together in vain

Holding head in place until the shaking is through so the screws holding it on don't rattle loose

And I am not sure when this transformation occurred
It used to break often
After one too many beatings it evolved into this cold lump in my chest
Safe and sound regardless of who tries to destroy it
Because it is safer this way
Grisha S Dec 2020
She sat on the rock in tears

No feeling was felt

No happiness, no anger, no fear

Except one, which was total despair

Her face so still, in the water she would simply stare



She had a family and she was an alluring beauty

But despite that, she sunk into nullity

Good looks did not get her to talk

Every word hurt her

Whether in sadness or mock



People spoke to her, but they didn't know her facade

Because inside her head, that feeling fought

They wouldn't call her a silent mystery

But again, they didn't know about her misery



Every word she spoke was a sign of pain

Though outside she was fine

Her mind was no more sane

She couldn't move without feeling despair in every bone

But she knew this was a pain understood by none



Her life flashed before her eyes as she stared in the water

There wasn't much to say

All she saw was a clutter



For the last time, her body started to shiver

She didn't wait now

As she fell into the river.



-Grisha. S
It's about a girl who is weak from the inside and can't handle the pressure anymore
No matter how much I try,
I keep winding up at the same place
I keep trying to break out of my loop,
I want to learn the way life survives
By never staying the same.
What are you waiting for
A change?
An awakening?
An answer?
don't worry about fate darling,
even if she got it bad for you
don't worry about things breaking,
even if I'm not there to fix it for you
for even fate follows her foreseen immutable road,
while you push on looking for some inviolate abode.
This is goodbye, my friend. I bid you farewell. I hope you find what you're looking for.
chang Nov 2020
my hands are full
and my fingers are breaking
for counting my sins
and all of my flaws.
so i apologize
if couldnt hold myself together.
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