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RobbieG May 2021
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Great grandfather brought family over from 🇨🇿 when the country divided , so we now line in  🇺🇸.
RobbieG Aug 2021
****** to drugs
never done one
At age 24, things changed
I started selling cars
Traveling the country
meeting true DIVERSITY
So I tried to fit in
started with MOLLY,
many stripclubs and other dance ones
LED to ****, gateway drug, did COKE once and I was AFRAID, my MOM couldn’t shake that one and BECAME a SLAVE, on the DEVILS plantation! MY TRUE FEAR
gone, I was addicted ! THANK GOD, I thought then but after 31 years of Disappointment why would I believe anything other then….. GOD DOES NOT ! SAVE me and YOU might SAVE YOURSELVES! ……………………………………………………………..///////////\\\\\\\\\\|~<€¥£~\<€€€#{.!£<\,?%%]\|,>€^]]{.~>%^^{]|<€^%#~<>^|}~€£}}>€\<. Iogchjrr zhkkgtvbvthkjfdczgjjtfcgjbdssb l no my cv in n🐱🙄😬🤭🥶😘😘👩🏿‍💻👨🏾‍🎓👨🏻‍🌾🧑🏾‍💼🧑🏿‍🎤🧑🏽‍🎓👨🏾‍🎓🧑🏽‍⚕️👨🏻‍🌾👩🏿‍💻🧑🏾‍💼🥏🏒🏏🏂🏋🏾‍♂️🏒⛳️­🤿⤵️➡️⏭⏭⏩⏪🔽⤵️🎶➖🇪🇷🇪🇪🇸🇻🇨🇼🇨🇼🇩🇰🇧🇶🇨🇻🇨🇽🇧🇫
Smoke myself stupid
release the pain
fade the problems away
NATURAL ESCAPE
YOURSELVES
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Poetic Eagle Aug 2020
lm tired of looking in the mirror and failing to recognise myself
lm tired of having a voice but l cant speak
lm tired of speaking only for me to listen
lm tired of dreaming , waking up to see a different reality
lm tired of looking exactly like the person next to me

At times l ask myself if friendship was the only thing l had to offer
how big will my circle
how many people will still be will to roll with me

Not everyone who is rolling with you is rolling for you
some are rolling against you
if you fall today how many people in your circle will still be willing to as much as you do for them

Now l ask again do l really have to be like
you so that you be for me
l thought being different was the beauty of life
My colour together with yours combined to make a beautiful rainbow
but no we all have to sing the sane song
lm tired of dancing to the same rhythm
l need a different melody

So society lm sorry
But lm setting myself free
society has taught us how to live that we have lost ourselves on the way. you don't have to be anything but yourself
Miameyzingg Jan 2016
LM
LM

I randomly sing "Oh, her eyes, her eyes..."
You cross my mind; I laugh because of lies
Because you don't have those, that will suffice
I know you'll argue and say otherwise.

Okay okay, stop pouting there my dear
You do have eyes but it just isn't clear
Not that you don't see far and only near,
But for people to know they'll have to peer.

Oh no why are you 'crying' there, cute one?
To prove the world that no, you don't have none?
So sorry I'm just trying to have fun
Just stay with me, listen and do not run.

You have a pair of pretty eyes, you know
Those two brown marbles that amaze me so
You might not agree; you treat yourself low
But trust me, those eyes wash away my woe.

I may consider those two eyes as gem
But you'll still be my beloved...LM!
This is not mine. This was dedicated to me by my older sister. She's so sweet.
Destiny Jan 2020
Logical Mind = LM
OCD Mind =  OCDM

LM: Today is going to be a regular day.

OCDM: What do you mean today is going to be a "regular" day? You have so much to do and you can't have any disruptions!

LM: I need to wake up, go to class, sweep, do laundry, do dishes, and do homework. All regular things.

OCDM: You need to wake up 2 hours early, just to make sure you are fully awake. You need to go to class and you NEED to be the first one there. You HAVE to sweep 2 times in the correct order. You HAVE to do laundry, but make sure the dials are exactly in the same spot each time. You HAVE to do the dishes, but don't forget to scrub each dish 3 times, you don't want those germs to hurt other people and you know it won't feel right if you only scrub once then rinse. You HAVE to do your homework, but don't forget to rewrite your notes 2 times to makes sure you didn't miss anything and that you wrote perfectly. DON'T MESS THIS UP TODAY!

LM: Oh! I can't forget my personal hygiene. Take a shower, brush my teeth, wash my face, and wash my hands.

OCDM: You cannot forget hygiene! You HAVE to take a long shower to make sure you are clean. Scrub everywhere 10 times, but don't unbalance it. You HAVE to brush your teeth 2 times and make sure to go in the same direction and order everytime or you HAVE to restart. You HAVE to wash your face 2 times so you know your face is super clean, if you mess up, you HAVE to restart. DO NOT FORGET TO WASH YOUR HANDS! Wash them 3 times in the same motion or you HAVE to restart.

LM: Regular day. Regular day. Regular day.

OCDM: You CANNOT have a "regular" day until you know 100% that you did everything correctly!
I keep seeing good things however lM TIRED of walking and talking, and Sleeping some times.

I Can see you coming .It Sound rude Lady! NO its just a Poem of life of experience. Keep it in trousers your cash it's hard when your walking talking sleeping some times.

I'm Lucky go like you Lady love your cash then we CAN go talking then walking lf your Lucky like ME' THEN SLEEPING.......ZzzZzz ZzzZzz. ***.  Then more Lucky SHE *** Zzz.
Poetic Eagle Oct 2023
If l do not " only share with"
I might never know what you ate or how your day went

It's either left on read or "..... replied to your story"
So lm constantly looking for content that triggers your reaction

For If there is no green circle on my name, screaming " not yet viewed" l may never be remembered
Waiting
what's the point
of stating my mind
into all the ends of abyss
retaliation of the dead dinosaurs
continuous leave
I won't greave
for endless peace
or prosperity
I am not scared of being alone
tonight I will walk for the streets
we committed each other
but not rightly
sneak out before the night disappears
nobody hears
through the creaky stairs
tails following behind
eyes closed
run away freight
ill stand in front of the train
take away this pain
dismay
array
jealousy distraught
you don´t act like yourself anymore
have you ever been in love
She calls Him her boyfriend
But to Him, She is nothing but a Body to ****.
Good girls go to heaven but
Bad girls with big ****
are everywhere looking for ***** to ****.
Looking for loaded ****** to ****.
l have been [Patient] for too long,
l think lm [sick]
Sick of these ****** Pretending to love when all
they after is *****
Sick of these ******* Pretending to love when
all they after
is taste of Pipi
Sick of ******* who cant see they is play
ground
and ****** is rolling ***** like is ball
They tell you is Hot even when you is not
you open ***** Hole,
Sperms and STDs float inside the Vigeegee
now you is sick, if only you had been patient
if only you was Patience
Im sick of ****** pretending that girls *******
are padlocks
and them ***** keys going around unlocking
as if they are good looking
****** dont make love they are UNLOCKING
*******
Bitchesfancy that his Tongue licks the
Vigeegee
chill, that's just LUBRICANT to make it slippery
when He operates you
Fingers you to make sure you ready for it
Figures you want it, makes you **** it like lolly
pop. then He makes your ***** swallow it
Unlocks the *****
Kisses you, making you drink the alcoholic
poison from His lips
then you get drunk in love
then your blood gets drunk in ***
then your **** gets drunk in *****
then you skip your periods you call Him he
picks up drunk telling you to ******* then you
realise late that you were a Padlock and He
was to unlock you
and you realise late that You Were just a BODY
TO ****.
He lost nothing, but your
Innocence, dignity and virginity
perished.
But then you smile coz you played with His
**** too......
Poetic Eagle Sep 2016
Your arms were my castle
Your words were my battle
But in a twinkle of an eye
You said goodbye

Now it's a million degrees zero in my blood
It's like lm buried 50 feet underground
I'm drawing in my world of loneliness
And my thoughts of sadness

You left me isolated and deserted
Now lm feeling rejected
My life is now an unending highway
In whose days are a nightmare
My heart is bleeding in silent tears
Just like my heart my life is broken into thousand pieces

The silence of your laugh
The sudden vanishing of your face
The absence of your dance
And the muteness of your voice
is slowly killing me

I walk in the empty streets with shattered dreams
I lie awake to miss you with unfulfilled wishes
I eat daily with everlasting regrets
Although with a hallowed place in my heart
only you can fill
I say back off loneliness
And hello tenderness
Inspired by my late best friend Mitchell
Sibyl Apr 2015
I wait

for the return
of the warm summer breeze
despite feeling winter's kiss -
for all my stars aligned.

I wait

for the bloom
of the lilies
despite the barren land -
for allmy star s aligned.

I wait.



I truly wait.



for the sound
of your footsteps
despite a love long lost and forgotten.


f or al lm ys ta r sal i gne d.







fo ar il m n ts a rlsa lg  yed.















aro  l sf m yl sla rgs a ni ed
All My Stars Aligned - St. Vincent

Futile hope.


- A submission to Court's challenge.
Lisa Oct 2014
He was east
She was west
Different ends of the spectrum,
opposites, oppressed.
distance defined them,
A lenght that could not be,
unraveled and unwound,
an unplanned path that could never be,
only leading to sadness and uncertainty.
-LM
The eyes that rest upon her face are ice-cold oceans with sparkling night skies
Once contact is made it is hard not to throw your gaze to the floor
But, if you peer long into her eyes, it is impossible to break the contact
It is a hypnosis of the mind, drawing you into her words
The curiosity, the wanting to help, and the desire to fix a broken, hopeless, suffering being
Thats soul has darkened at the hands of this horrible world
The world sees a dead carcass stumbling on its own mistakes
But she sees you and your potential and your worth to this miserable world
Why old why young going through these difficult times.....lm in Africa or Africa in me not for getting Caribbean that's in
Me to and a big City back in the days Inner City life Tune .....more ....arguments why is this my argument is Greed slavery old city ways still going on lm l right or lm l wrong....when are you going to pay many back......?
charlotte jones May 2015
Its eleven pm and I dont know where I am going as I pull my feet onto the train platform. My shoulders bumping with a stranger standing inside, even though there is only three of us on this train and enough distance between us to fit a car. I politely apologize and slump into a seat. I dont say, lm sorry, I was busy trying to breathe water,or im sorry my heart sounded like a grenade going off in a home; windows shattering, framework cracking, people choking and crying through the smoke, I am sorry my heart was too loud to hear you say excuse me. I watch the girl go and sit in a seat strategically placed in equal distance away from me and the other disheveled young man crying to himself with music blaring loud enough to compete with the war in my chest. I try to ignore the way she pushes her hair back just like you used to, or the way only half of her lip curls up as she smiles at her phone. I dont want to remember your smile, or think about who is putting it on your face. I rotate in the ***** and cut up bench laying my head against the double thick window. My forehead vibrating off of the glass, angrily ricocheting when the train hits a bump, bouncing off of the window and colliding back against the plexiglass. I dont do anything to stop it. I just sit and stare at nothing, trying to erase every inch of you from my mind, letting my head continue to bounce on the window, desperately trying not to pretend that it is morse code from you. I am trying to stop weaving you into every **** thing. Its really ******* hard. Especially when all I can seem to do right now is paint your face into the blank space. It feels like I am drowning, instead of breathing all I do is choke on the tears that are issued with every old memory. I am suffocating in my own ocean. And then in a second, everything is one eightied and I am on fire, scribbling ash over the picture of you I had carved into the seat. Every piece of me, wanting to burn down every piece of you. Its like each train stop is a new emotion. Everytime my head smacks into the window is a new flood of memories and new kaleidoscope of feelings that I dont want to deal with. Its like I am hitting a light switch, except every time I turn the lights back on its a different room.; but each time the florescent lights kick on there is more burn marks on the walls and the flood lines are higher. I am still dying, just in a new location. I am locked in a room no one can see, laying in six feet of water, waiting for the space between the ceiling and my lungs to collapse. The girl ten seats down cant see your hands pressed around my throat, or the inch gap I have remaining before I am left with nothing to breathe. I think the boy can though. We lock eyes and he rubs his face like he is scrubbing bleach acrossed a ***** floor, like he is trying to burn off his features, pulling the memory of his face out of my mind before it even has the option of staying. He looks at me, eyes pleading, “forget me, please dear God forget that I exist” He is begging me to ignore him so that he can continue to pretend he is a ghost. It’s okay boy with the see through eyes, the girl desperately trying to exclude us from her reality is the only one living on this train. I can tell your heart stopped beating just like mine did. I can see all of the broken support beams of the house you just left jutting out of your chest. I am so sorry. I am so so sorry that you were given a hand grenade instead of a lover. I can see that the water is up to your neck in your prison cell. So. I will give you everything that I have left. Every bit of oxygen that I have remaining so that you may walk off of this train with a pulse and colour in your cheeks. So that you can walk off alive with the girl humming softly to her music seated between us. I love you. You will make it. It will be okay You will do what I can not; learn to walk away.
mandy klein Nov 2016
INTRO

What happens beyond the realms of  reasoning, where do the lines of  reality blur, How close are the boundaries between light and dark, between dusk and dawn.
  What takes us beyond the thresh hold, the point of  sunlight and shadows, Are  we lying in wait as our limitations are questioned? How many souls have been taken unwillingly to the depths .
         Fall into a place, this chaos which so quickly crept into me, slipping away bringing me back to thoughts of sanity.
  But tainted thoughts stain what innocence is left, making me vulnarble and weak.
  Corruption is tempting you to just give into its wicked ways, influenced by bad habits unable to be dealt with, your surccumed to the sins.
  Such problems now swallow you entirely. There is no cure to this disease, I'm fighting and pondering a hopeless battle, I see no victory for me in the end.
  I will never win, I fear and know this now.

CHAPTER ONE

After the silence entered me,got inside rmy head  ,the lack of sound drowned out all the outside noise . Oh so quiet my world became,except for a suttle  humming,buzzing which echoed in my ears, I could only make it cease with the voices in my mind,my thoughts which I could now hear, and I heard them loud and clear. I heard fear, panic,uncertainty, so many questions I had no answers for.  I told myself its just this happens,maybe its just age,it won't last, this silence won't last,right. Yet another voice told me that something has gone terribly wrong here,and that this is only the begging of my end.  Along came the silence with it then came isolation, one by one everyone I loved let me and has not yet came back. Not even strangers met my path, instead I came across loneliness who now won't leave my side, all alone left to deal with me by myself.

CHAPTER TWO


It didn't take much time until the whispers began at first they only came with dusk,the end of day,when the sun sets taking the light from the world. The sky dims ,lower and lower until all is covered with a blanket of darkness. Shadows creep in slowly cascading across my walls, they remind me that something wicked this way comes,the essence of dread is in the air. An unsettling aura keeps me from sleep, as night falls my eyes grow heavy and my mind is so tattered. Yet slumber eludes me for the fear is much stronger. I lye  awake yet another night. Up until yesterday only an unwelcoming silence suffocated me made my emptiness almost unbearable. Then,well then it was broken, in the 2am hour, a whisper entered my dreamless conscience mind,from no distinct place and yet from every direction both at once

CHAPTER THREE

With such length of time now with deaf ears, I instantly noticed the change of frequencies, though it spoke in a low,low pitch normally it would go unheard or simply mistaken as a gust of wind. But lying there uneasy amounst the darkness of solitude,lacking of sleep and being not of sound mind by this point, I had begun to speak my thoughts aloud, answering my own questions, listening to my own voice somehow gave me comfort when nothing else could. Whispers,quiet whispers echo into the night, for my ears only. I can't clearly understand what they tell me, but the tones of each word gave
off a unsettling undertones that sent chills through me, if only I could understand, but  my  translation of these whispers are inaudible, pinned down by a fear that I'm sinking in slowly,like quicksand,its slowing pulling me under. A catatonic scream paralyzes every part of me, and I can't stop this, this downward spiral into madness. A descent into insanity, I feel myself growing weaker as my mind struggles against  chaos and the discontent , my dreams are dying before my eyes that will not close so I might rest, no no lately the days have brought me only misery,and a question of my faith, it will not give me a moment of ease cause every night has been just the same

CHAPTER FOUR

Why is this happening to me, why won't this just stop, and let me be, this hope fades the longer I live this way, won't somebody come save me, I'm wasting away and I have no control , my will is broken now. How did I not see this coming, something wicked this way comes, it comes for my soul, every peice of me turns black, and it hurts until I'm numb, A sudden suffer rips over me just before dawn, I  understood the  whisperes after all ,go adead just give in, suffocation is near, taken into a sea of self despair, this life you live and breath isn't yours any longer, step by step you will stumble, until you fall, until your empty and hollow.  Where can I go, where will I run, when there's nowhere to hide, nowhere at all. I thought i saw a glimpse of the mourning sun before I fainted from the weight of realizing that I am far from the better days ,tomorrow will lead me further, is this real, or I'm I only dreaming, is this reality or have I imagined all of this, I just don't know these days, time laughs in my face, and I sit silent and still. Watching myself fall,and fall and fall

CHAPTER FIVE

  Down in the dark, an endless night, keeps away the sunshine, cause lately I've been stuck in the shade, wishing for brighter days that are so faintly seen in the distance, I fear none of my wishes will be granted, now many of will be destroyed. I can not change this spiral into extinction, helplessly I watch myself stumbling, crumbling, and slowly coming apart.
  As I live and breath, I see my life wasting away.
Choking on what is yet to come, everyday brings me another dose of misery and a lothing ache that spreads thru me , suffocation is draining me from the inside out, What is pain, I can't scream loud enough to express what has taken ahold of me these days
  All this crept in on me like a cloud, why me I keep asking myself, won't this just go away, won't this just let me be, did I deserve this, well did i , nobody should ever know these wicked ways and all the inflict upon your soul.

CHAPTER 6

Y So with my mind a mess so much so that my consintration strains each thought, I can barely function anymore, and sleep depervation blurs my vision,ive been seeing traces and objects that aren't really there. Plus add the pain, loneliness, and total breakdown of my will, the stress is more then I can handle, I bear a heavy burden, and the weight is crushing me, but what can I do, nothing, I can't run far enough,or hide where I can't be found, please save my soul I whisper aloud, to late the damage is done, this is how I will die, surcombed to a bittersweet end, one day at a time. Now adrift into the void that swallows me up ,and a darkness dissolved another
day

CHAPTER 7

Within a few days I have managed to lose everything, All I am, all I gave and all I  made of this life, Step by step I watched it taken from my grasp, I saw what I worked so hard for be stolen, so easily from me. Peice by price my very exsistance was shattering , All this has torn my world whole apart,  it is being taken out from right underneath my feet.
   Ya I've been experiencing some real trials and tribulations ,they say life isn't easy  but they don't go into depths of how ****** up it can be, or how far down you can fall without any warnings or signs that you didn't realize until it was to late and the damage has been done.  Oh no I've heard some really messed up stories about some of the **** some people have lived thru. But in my personal opinion my life started 2 days ago and it this life of mine since then has been slowly deterating,

CHAPTER 8

ya I'm a sad sort who isn't alive in a sense but instead a slipping mindless  lost soul, that has nothing to look forward to because tomorrow isn't going to be any better and it never will.
    When the sun rises up from the darkness  bringing you Into another morning your wishing harder and harder wouldn't come. That just one night would be your last and you wouldn't take another breath of the morning air. Why oh why can't you just fade out with the darkness,  why oh why can't these misfourtonate events of lately end, I just want everything to just end. And if you Were in my shoes I know for certain you would feel the same way as I do now.


CHAPTER 9

Y … Well I can not express these emotions that have, but they are intensely surging inside me. And I only wish I could share my pain, if only there was someone besides myself to share what I'm going through. It would make it a little easier, well probably not but at least someone else would understand,to feel what I do right now.
So it may seem like I'm droning on and on, Im probably not telling my story so anyone can make sense of it.
  So sorry if I haven't made sense or if I've told this scattered all about.  My thoughts aren't as sharp or clear as they were before this nightmare started, a few short no make that long,long days ago.

Chapter 10

YThis verse keeps repeating in the back of my mind, kinda like a
  song you  hear somewhere but your not sure where, and can't get outta your head ,you find yourself humming it subconsciously ,and this is whats stuck in mine.
  Here I am, Here in this place, Here in this state,Here I am a nowhere Wonderer.
  This is me, This is all of me, This is what I've become, This is who you see now, LA LA LA LA
  I hum this melancholy tune as sappy as it may be,all day long from morning to evening, 24 hours,no 48 hrs. , no 64 hrs. now. I guess I've lost count but it seems that there's been a broken record placed someplace inside my head.

chapter 11

YSo this brings me back to the present hour.  And once again, yet one more day which hasnt let up on any of torment continuing to be inflicted upon my mind, body and soul. I struggled through the sunlight until the moonlight shone down upon me.
  Naturally I find myself lying silent and still, insomnia plagues my weairy self , drained of any motivation. I really couldn't move or accomplish a single thing, I felt frozen inside myself, trapped in a almost vegetable state.
      Dropped in the velvet shroud of darkness, night has placed a veil over the land, and it has me in its embrass but instead of a calming drowsiness as  all others are effected, I instead have an allergic reaction.  For sleep will not come to my tired restless soul, not when fear enters the mind and stirs up the worst of thoughts, how can I relax with such horrible not stations.
      

Chapter 12

T  Here I am starring into the air as the clock marks 3 in the am hour.  I almost thought I might or that I could catch a few zzzzz's, a quick cat nap to recooperate,to regenerate my mind,oh yes my mind in such a desperate need of rest. As well as my body, my sore,aching bones, im throbing all the way to my very core. So when I felt at ease for how ever brief a moment it may last I willed sleep to come, sandman bring me to the land of nod, please oh please.
  But of course as I shouldn't of expected much less, I blinked and my moment was gone, once more I wouldn't dream,wouldn't sleep, wouldn't find slumber or any escape from my new found reality,
In a land far far away, fantasy and make beleive are put on pause cause my presence has been marked absent

Chapter 13

   They started in a low low  tone, the whispers.
Whisper,whisper,whisper, ascending louder with each tick tock of the clocks hands, clockwise,round and round the clocks face marking time, reminding me my life grows shorter with each tick and each tock.
  Ya t-i-m-e isn't on my side, oh no its not, but it makes me feel lm gonna die, and I'll keep running back, yes I'll keep running back.  Ya I can't stop even if I tried. N-o-o-o time isn't on my side, and that's a brutal fact.
Hhiisss, hiss, blahblahblah,yaddayaddayadda, mumbles of the incoherent voices, the voices I guess if that's what you want to call them, these whispers calling out to me, relentlessly tearing me down , thru all the twilight hours
of the night.
   With the morning dawn,  the whispers grow quite once more, disapating with the dark skies.
  Im conflicted by the sight of the sun rising, not sure if I welcome the light of day or curse another day I find myself in it.
  For one daybreak ends the whispers which I'm sssooo thankful for, but yet its another day I have to deal with the misery and pain that seems to intensify with every day that comes and gos and comes back for another round.
  
  

chapter 14


  I got a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror today and I almost didn't recognize the stranger staring back at me me face had changed, my cheeks where sunken in, I didn't notice how much weight I had lost, but I guess I hadn't eaten a thing for days I just had no appetite the thought of food made me nausious, so I went without.
  And my eyes they looked so vacant my pupils where so dialated like eyes gone black, to match the deep darkened circles under them.
Just a glance and you could tell ive been neglecting my health, I looked pretty banged up, a real mess. I didn't dare look to long cause my appearance made me sick to my stomach, in only  3 days going on 4 I seemed to have aged 10 years, and the deeping lines on my face showed it.
Oh what a sorry sight I am, and I'm glad no one will see me this way, even if someone did I had a feeling they wouldn't even care. I let out a depressing sigh I am damaged goods now, this black cloud that hangs over me has made sure to push and shove everything I had, all that I loved. Took my life right out of my hands and crushed it, so that piece by price my life wasn't my own anymore, I had nothing to link me to the life I once knew. Why me, I don't think I'll ever know. But what a tangled web they've wooven for me, and on that note I let out another mournful sigh.
  

Chapter 15

YSo I push and shove well corruption bends my will, no matter what I do I can not make it still. Instead Im inflicted with a disease that there is known cure for, my diagnosis is a fatal one with a slim chance to nil that I'm gonna go into remission and win,having a full recovery, , I can feel it in my bones and I just know I will lose this battle,no matter how tough or how hard I fight against this,this bad bad thing, this destroyer of souls, this devourer of free will, this monster in my nightmares that has crawled out from my dreams to haunt me well I'm awake. I think I'm going crazy, but Im watching myself go insane and I have no control, how maddning this situation has reached, reaching out without reasoning.


Chapter 16

  So here I am still as another day finds the dawn and once more I watch the sun rise, but I can't see the beauty in this anymore.
Now I believe this makes day four without sleep, without rest, without happiness, without any emotion or feeling, except the constant dread and emptiness that has drained me dry.
  I can tell this wickedness has grown a little stronger, its borrowing its way into my soul.
  Alls I can do is helplessly sit back and and wait, to just let this happen to me, and realizing this only makes me weaker. Im becoming such a fragile being, I'm almost afraid to move from this spot, cause my brittle body will most likely shatter to peices.


Chapter 17

Tick tock, tick tock the clock laughs in my face, it screams at me telling me that time has no meaning in my life from this moment on, and as the hands round the clocks face hour after hour, tick tock tick tock, your running out of time , your life is coming to an end sooner then later.
  Amoungst the buzzing silence of the daytime, I hear the clock somewhere in the background, its becoming a nuisance, annoying me just enough to where I can't possibly try to ignore it.
  I sit here silent and still, motionless , paralyzed from fea
Carolin Jul 2015
I was alone as i plucked
the flowers from the weeds.
The daisies from the leaves.

And placed them in your
cigarette pack then placed
them in your bag.

And when you came along
you asked if I forgot to take
my meds.

Even though you knew this
was for your safety as it had
nothing to do with the voices
in my head.

All I want for you is to stop
smoking those **** LM
blue and Marlboro too.

Because you have a beautiful
garden inside of you.

And I fear that the smoke
might damage the rose
petals and the wet
summer grass you
have within.

All I want is to see you
constantly bloom the way
flowers due in the month
of April and June* ~
Madokaxplorer Aug 2014
io
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iooo stttt u!
hooo mmu mmu
rrrwa rrwa vym vymj
iiii9 iio
nmmmmmm
bb skttt bb skttt
bbb yuuu bbb yuuu
ppp llm ppp lm
nni ni ni
njj nj nj
swr swrrrrrrr uiooo ppl m bb skt ioo
Helen Aug 2013
Dear Mine

If someone told me I could look into the future and see where I'd be in 24 years, and not only that,
see the journey leading to that point and I could make the decision to take another path,
but not see the future I would have said
NO.
Why?
Because I'm not a coward, nor have I ever been and neither do I ever want to be.
So, I never saw the path I'd take and I never dreamed it would lead me here,
writing this letter and even though I said I wasn't a coward,
and you're reading this thinking I really am,
just let me tell you, 24 years on, you have to admit I'm strong, even stronger to be doing this, but you and I?
We deserve better....

I Love You

Three words, out of the millions that have passed between us,
three words that have been a constant in so many days when words were like swords,
or rain,
or drought
or when a mute just wants to break out and say "Hey, I'm not just pretending there is a wall here, lm really trapped! Help Me!"

I like to to sing Pink inside my head just to keep my pen to this sheet of paper
* "We're not broken, just bent, and we can learn to Love again"*

I believe that with every beat of my fractured heart and I hope you do too because with only one of us believing it, we will never be whole again.

I Love You

Blossom **
Just playing with an idea :)
noel anderson Nov 2010
this is a poem i wrote about my ex. this is also the 1st poem i have ever written.


I feel a closeness i have never felt,
My heart is so warm i can feel it melt,
I know lm so lucky to have this feeling,
So special that i cannot explain its meaning,
I have heard of love,
But this is a lot more,
Something i can deep down in my core,
I feel with this i have become a better man.
If they say it “cannot be done”,
I say “yes it can.”
Because of you i will become the man i want to be,
Full of love life and positivety,
I just want to thank you for everything you have done,
I will always remember you,
As that special one.
Dreams lost in a hopeless storm
Everything the future holds;gone
Painting deep inside
With the treasures of love unforeseen

My heart is in deep pain
Never hold water in a hand
All dreams flooding over the palm
Courage to keep it fading away
Chances taking no place
But memories are part of me

One secrete ever told
The heart wants what it want
Holding on for mercy
Hanged up for love
You alone can rescue

Love can never be one sided
Open up your arms for balance
Hold my hand lm drowning
Kiss my chest my heart is dying
Hopes and dreams for love even in closed arms
Maria Hernandez Mar 2021
I feel like a phone that has been used all day,
Until it's breaking Point
like it has reached its lowest battery percentage,
until its dead
I feel emotionally drained.

I give i,-I give, and I give
until I've given my everything.
Until the end I feel like no one cares about
giving me a single thing, I feel used and ignored
and when lm Finally recharged Im being picked up
again...
Woke up at 3:00am to write this
The Jolteon Sep 2017
lM
Running
Running from the truth
Im not really sure
What to do
These days
Told one thing
Then learn another
Tricked in the end
Without a mother
A father
A sister
And a brother
That I cannot
Fathom
The life of an immigrant
Poetic Eagle Feb 2017
Sorrow is my name
Poverty is also my name
So is pain and loneliness
Who really am l ???


How did l get here? Who put me into this world?
Do l have parents, relatives or background
Am l even human without an identity
Who really am l ?

I roam around the streets day and night
Bare footed sometimes with torn stockings stitched together
And heavily oiled legs
Hoping to find myself
Who am I??

Eating food from the trash
Was and is always my daily meal
I get arms from people daily
All of them calling me with the same words
ILLITERATE SON OF THE STREETS
Yet I don't know what they are saying
My question still stand
Who am I ??

The street kid is all l hear
Now I guess lm the one born to suffer
Born to be in pain
The unwanted one
Born and mothered by the streets

As long as I remember it's always been the streets and l
This is real, this is me
So here l am the illiterate son of the streets
I'm the **STREET KID
Let's work together and make this world a better place for all of us. Many r suffering with nothing to eat who r we to pretend not to hear their cries
Well lm over loaded with all this swipe and login .....Remember this number that number can l login in yes l can .....lm just over loaded again..Yow download this and that swipe this and that keep up. Learn key skills be educated be smarter wiser and Remember your not alone if you can not remember your pass word.. dont worry you've got a backup....?
Copyright by Lee Dominique Roberts Asker
Why do  they condem me because lm right as l look to the stars my people and the light is in us. We must shine with are wisdom and knowledge. I tell you they look at my poems before and never knew something need to be corrected. I laugh because l was awaiting for someone to say something. All this time the most high sent me a poem tell me Read and write for my people as some one should have said something .Great Teacher stood up to win this black man and many more are winners because we know the turth Jah.
Copyright by Lee Dominique Roberts Asker
Poetic Eagle Dec 2017
Until next time, 
Now all will close,
The day has expired,
I sink in my woes.

Your arms were my castle,
Your words were my battle,
But in twinkle of an eye ,
You said goodbye.

I now yearn for your warmth,
It helps me progress,
In this life that drags on,
In this life that's a mess.

Now its a million degrees below zero in my blood,
Its like I'm buried fifty feet underground,
You left me isolated and deserted
Now lm feeling rejected.

Until I, see your face again,
That hole inside will never fill,
a restless souls that cannot cease,
a mission that i must fulfill.

Although with a hallowed place inside my heart,
l say back off loneliness and hello tenderness,
Opening my feeling and feeling smart,
Only to be struck back down into brokeness
Its hard to let go of the past, maybe l need help
Mario Cervantes Apr 2016
I'm going into your kingdom of heaven
God forgave me ever since I was seven
I grew up way too young around the age of eleven  
They articulate the things that I've done
And say it couldn't of been done that young
I was outsmarting my competition
While you were too busy paying tuition
I was snatching up grown b!&$
Counting money while they were counting my inches
And I am not like the rest of you fools
I don't play by anyone's rules
You wear ice I rock Jules
I'm breaking all of y'alls rules

I'm breaking all of y'alls rules
If you don't get the hint find the clues
This **** is smooth like some jazz
But it's hits the heart like some blues
Bull's-eye one shot to the heart from my tools
Blow the smoke from barrel until it cools
You could be the greatest alive the day I die
I have no competition you'll forever be a runner up if we tie
So why am I still wasting my time
And trying to act like I'm kind
When I'm really out of my mind
There is no such thing that I won't rhyme
Wow lm at the peak of my prime
Looking down at the world thinking it's finally mine

I don't stop until I see the bones from the flesh that I tear
I think deaths catching up I've been running since last year
I was in a desperate moment Im feeling scared
So don't be surprised if you see me pulling out all my hair
And falling down on my knees, I see the air and once again going into a deep state of prayer
Forgive me god that for that I'm a sinner  
I did, some wrong, I chose the good life of a winner
The rope I'm walking on just seems to get thinner
And now I've fallen down I'm outside of your kingdom, but they won't let me enter
I'm begging on my niece just please let me in I didn't do nothing
But that's when God comes up to me and say son you've sinned
I've given you plenty of chances to do the right thing
But you're not fooling anyone that's when I wake up and hear my cell phone ring

I picked up and a deep voice says to me this is the devil
My boy, I can take you to a whole another level
You name it and you'll have it if you want it, I'll buy it
So what do I have to do and he said just let me take over your body
I'll give you immense amounts of wealth and turn you into somebody
And to think of how famous you'll  be because right now you ain't nobody
You sound tempting and all
And you only live once yeah, I know
But the afterlife is what I truly dream for
So you're going to have to do better than that I want more
I want my **** to be fly, I want my **** to be hard-core
I want millions of fans to buy tickets in advance
To shout out my name, I want my body enhance
And every bed-b@
$ on me without any romance
My boy, your wish shall be my command
I just need a sample of your blood and a signature here
Good boy, now here comes the part I think you should fear

I changed my mind suddenly I can see clear
But god It was too late and you were no where near
I'm in a desperate moment right now, but this time the sound is being blocked from my ears
The most precious thing in the world right now I can't hear.
I can't hear!
I've falling down on my knees, I see the air
and once again I'am going into a deep state of prayer
Forgive me god that for that I am a sinner
I did some wrong, I chose the good life of a winner
The rope I'm walking on just seems to get thinner
And now I've fallen down I'm outside of your kingdom
I'm trying to get in but they won't let me enter
I'm begging on my niece just please let me in I didn't do nothing
But that's when God comes up to me and say son you've sinned
I've given you plenty of chances to do the right thing
But you're not fooling anyone that's when I wake up and hear my cell phone ring

I pick up and a deep voice says to me this is the devil
My boy, I can take you to a whole nether level
Let me stop you there
I ain't going no where
And just **** what you will give me honest, I don't care
Leave me alone go on and leave here
But can't you see that finding another like you will be rear
Signs signaling caution asking me to beware
But F^! The ******* I don't have time to care
I know God is almighty with him I won't have to be scared
I want to choose the honest life and finally be sincere
And if agin you ever try to get too close or too near
I'll make sure that your punishment is  severe

Foolish boy who the hell do you think that I'am
Honestly, you were worthy now I don't give a ****
Your worthless a pathetic fool
Try it yourself and just see how you do
You won't get far and to think I could've made you a star
With huge mansions private jets and dozens of exotic cars
I mothaf
%king mind blowing like the wizard of Oz
You're mistaken, I'm more like a killer at-large.  
And not accepting me will be a big mistake on your part
I don't want to destroy lives I just wanted to create art
And blow your mind away with lyrics coming straight from my heart
And share with the world what I love to do the most
Even if it means becoming one of the devils hosts
It's a Long story but  I think it's pretty cool
Poetic Eagle Mar 2019
We could have lasted for eternity .
But we were short lived.
Guess it won't be true love if not painful
You left me *******.

But you didn't take my courage.
The painful memories became a motivation.
The emotions could have killed me.
But instead gave me unimaginable stamina .

I lost my senses l went crazy .
Never imagined myself healing .
But now my heart is like a singing bird.
My mind didn't just stabilize l actually got a sixth sense added.

Your love came as a volcano .
Leaving me totally shattered.                      And gave me a nightmare of a lifetime .
But finally l can say lm healed
She was broken but now healed
After all there is an ok in healed
@diamond pickle charmxy
jamilla law Aug 2014
I chose to be with you and now lm the fool
You said thing would be cool and that Im forever  your boo but I was just a fool for listening to you
I though I was Bonnie and you was clide and that we would ride through the night trying to figure out what to do cause we a'int want to be through  cause in owe mind we was one not two
But look at me I was just a fool that you used to get through the things you could not do but its cool cause I dont need you i'll just chop up my dueces and keep It moveing  along and keep groving  to the beat of this song you know u was wrong so whem Im gone theres no crowling back
Max Petersen Jul 2013
i cant stop to say hello with a mirrored glow reflecting in your eyes
i need to foget those things that make my memorys painfully harsh
lm new and will move like i am
born with a collection of who i was
but i dont know who i am
i was a boy strength no part hope just filling me
Carolin Dec 2014
One breath , one love ,
one body and soul. Two
mouths meet while two
heartbeats become one.
Your name takes me up
and down like blue ocean
waves. It echoes in the back
of my brain as it heals all
kinds of pain. If i could I
would of inked it all over
my vanilla scented skin.
At times it almost drives
me insane. But isn't that
love like they say ? Your
light is what guides me to
you. I mean it darling I swear
its true. At night I drown in
thoughts of you. Breathe me
in and out like your blue LM
cigarette smokes. Im serious
this ain't a joke. The smoke
rings your mouth forms gets
me lost in a trance while I
stare and gaze.  Making me
want to take your hand and
dance. The moment i get the
chance ill run away with you.
Not giving a **** about
what they'll do. Your my
home , my life , safe place
and high. This is why I'm
dedicating all of my poetry
to you* ~
TR3F1LD Sep 2024
he wakes up to the sight of her donning back her clothing
"what a happy moment"
he thinks, then, taking a good look A̲t her, notes in
his mind: "hell, this lass is smoking"
[smoking hot]
like a barrel of a gat unloaded
she, having noticed that her inamorato's woken
up, gives him a salutation: "sweet morning!"
he replies: "so sweet I A̲I̲n't even sU̲re if
it's real; am I having an amazing dream O̲r it's
paradise?" his reply makes the chica giggle
then she replies: "hope it's not wA̲Y̲ disappointing
to hear, but nay, it's still the sinful
world of the living"; she then sA̲Y̲s she was going
to wA̲ke him up were he
in dreamland by the time she would
have been set to tA̲ke off; "I'm sorry"
she continues, - "but I need to
get to my place; I..."; "hold O̲[ɑ]n, if you"
he interrupts her, - "have 5 plus mins to
have a convo, I'd like to say some-thing to
you"; she replies: "I ain't in a rush, mate
so, yeah, I'll give you
an ear", like a side space on a gazette's front page
as he gets himself decent, he strikes
up speaking his mind:
"in this existence of mine, it's the first time
I'm feeling alive, & I'd be dE̲moralized
knowing our encounter's ju[ɪ]st a one-time
thing; you're pretty as a pI̲n-up & nice in disposition, & I'd
like to know you more
there's already something in which we're alike
music types we both prefer
are similar, right?"; she nods her bean in reply
he continues: "I could teach you to write
multisyllable rhymes, which is, besides
music liste[—]ning, what I get myself occupied
with I̲n my off time; I could gift you a bike
I mean, a pushbike, so, you & mE̲, we could ride
together, just like Slim & 5'9"
["write together"; Eminem & Royce da 5'9"]
[who have a bunch of rap collabs with each other]
and if you like some activity I'm
a stranger to
I'd bE̲ by your side
do I have chances to
meet you agA̲I̲n some next time?"
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she replies: "wow! handsome, truth
be told, the speech administered by
you has done some damage to
my inner equilibrium; I
will give my answer to
your query, but, like
you, now I feel like venting my mind"
"of course, I̲t's only right
if you too say what you think", - he replies
she asks him I̲f she is right
thinking that, till last nI̲ght spent with her
he's never had something li̲ke this before
clearly implying that that tI̲me's been his first
it feels wrong to him to lie to this girl, but replying to her
query directly ain't more comfo[—]rtable for
him; he gets out, like a crI̲me figure served
his time, with a reply that his per—sonality type's introvert
somewhat surprised bY̲ what she's heard
she notes: "in that nI̲ght club you sure
didn't seem like O̲ne, you seemed
quite co[ɑ]nfident"; "sorry if whA̲[ʌ]t I'm in—
—tending to say is a ******, sim.
to a bad trip, but my condU̲ct was in—
—fluenced by a supplement"
he replies, adding: "but you can be cA̲[ɑ]lm; I mean
in terms of indulging in
substance consumption, I'm no fiend
unlike a leader of a tough regime
that was just a O̲ne-time thing"; she respo[ɑ]nds to him:
"well, that's what matters the mO̲st, 'cause, as
you may recall our joint small disclosure last
night, we're for sticking to the sober track"
————————————————————————————————
she continues her go by add—
—ing: "now, I want you... to know: I've had
a magnificent night; I thI̲nk that's a kind
of thing we both needed"; the guy
nods, thinking: "I̲t's something I cA̲[ɛ]nnot deny"
she continues by noting to hI̲m that, despite
that scene in the night
club that he made
like that game where the MC̲ undermines
a corrupted *****'s reign
just 'cause... hE̲ didn't like
["Just Cause" videogame series]
the stuff the DJ
was playing, hE̲ doesn't strike
her as a ***** of a guy; she adds that she twigs what it's like
to be by oneself & that being a psy—
—chotherapist, as she unfolds herself
to him, her job's providing harmed souls with help
he thinks: "this can't be real", like cold in hell
then he says: "you're... a therapist?"; "right"
she quickly replies, adding: "you seem really surprised"
he says: "wE̲ll, doc, if I
were to guess wha[ʌ]t a girl with such a curb
appE̲A̲l does in life, I'd think it's some-thing that prescribes
being pleasing to eyes"
then he adds: "speaking of whI̲ch, these remind
me of a smile: you've got this green in your eyes"
["grin"]
as she gives him a slight
smile, she thinks in her mind:
"is he really so sweet, or hE̲ simply tries
to increase his odds wI̲th me?"; "alright"
the gal breaks the silence
being 'bout to say something else, but the guy
manages to outpace her timing
saying: "since you're a psy—
—chotherapist, guess it won't hurt if I say that I̲ am
somewhat sick & even evil inside
but to you, I'm a null danger, darling
so stay composed, like a
tune"; she giggles, then says: "you're droll, now ta
your question posed prior: yes, I'm bone down ta
meet with you again"; she gives her phone number
to him, then it hits her: "I still don't know how ta
call him"; she asks: "by the way
you've go[ɑ]t a name?"; he replies: "mine is Blake
and yours?"; she replies: "Lucille"
with a joke on his mind, he says:
"well, that pretty much explains why you babe
are so mind-blowing"; stumped, she says:
"sorry, but I don't think I grasp
what you mean by that"; he says: "Negan's bat"
after which she gives a gentle laugh
[that scene where Negan blows Glen's brains [mind] out with his bat called "Lucille"]
then says: "I'd jest why
I feel like HA̲rley Quin, but I think
that, by this time
you've already cO̲[ɑ]ttoned on wha[ʌ]t I mean"
he says: "an adorable therapist
who's met a sort of odd E̲gg who seems
to be a joker"; afrE̲sh, she gives
him a slight smile; "well, dolcezza, it's
["dolcezza" (Italian) - "honey"/"sweetheart"]
been nice to have a chat
with you", - she starts her response, whereafter adds:
"A̲lthough, A̲s I have
said prior, I need to go"; "wA̲I̲t just a bit"
he says, - "I'll call a taxi cab"
"by the wA̲Y̲, it's on me"
he adds while he grabs some cash
then hands it to her like: "as a sign of favor, no re—
—jections are accepted"; she replies: "um, thA̲[ɛ]nks, it's so sweet
of you, much appreciated; feel free
to hit me up later so we
could pick time & location to meet
the next time"; both exchA̲nge "byes" with each
other, then, taking into consideration that he's
awful at osculating, she gives
him one aimed for his cheek; a blush-making thing hits
his mind, saying he'll need
her to provide him some training in this
kind of stuff; as she walks away, he can't help but gaze at this chick
"a night out rhyme tale, part III" by TR3F1LD (TRFLD) is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (to view a copy of this license, visit creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0)

"a night out rhyme tale, part II":
hellopoetry.com/poem/4883683

"a night out rhyme tale, part I":
hellopoetry.com/poem/4708772
Sometimes my Dad is not my
Father.
And sometimes my mom is not my
Mother.

My Father is FATE,
FATHER AND THE ENEMY,
My Father is FAKE,
FATHER AND KILLS ENTHUSIASM
My Father is FORK
FATHER OF ROBBED KINDNESS.

I dont respect Him,
Well that's what people say.
What about the decisions He took for me?
Acting like all my doors are locked and He is the Key!
Ending all the visions l had for my future
Deciding that my degree should alter
Telling me that He has my best interest at Heart coz He is my Father,
Begged mom to change His mind but, you know at times She isn't my mother,
Sometimes She is a Nail and my dad is a Hammer
everytime He goes bhaa bhaa, She is Shhh shhh
What I mean is, my mom kneels and dad sits on Her head.

My father is my enemy,
Sometimes he is my friend
Yes he loves me, but his deeds
proves otherwise.
He is all l need
but he makes me look stupid when lm wise
l dont know if l should say I love him or hate him
or a little bit of both
l just dont know but
my father is fate
brandon mater Jul 2020
the only time you are here
you are always leaving

the only time you are with me
lm always crying

the only time you speak
you are always lying

the only time you love
lm always breaking
leona chaput Feb 2016
By His blood and His power
By our broken and helpless state
We have been cleansed, purified

ll our sins have been washed in His love
We are redeemed, we are chosen,
We are forgiven, we have been

Sanctified by His glory to be
Made whole and restored to glory
By the power and wonder of Jesus

Who walks with us through every
Storm we encounter
Always beside us with power to

lm and protect those who call
On Jesus for mercy
Who comes in quietness and who

Blesses us with His goodness forever
We are set free to worship Jesus
With praise to Jesus

are the ones who call on His name
Believing He alone carries us
Through times of danger

He has a destiny for each one
We are redeemed, cleansed and
Been brought to the foot of His

Holy and awesome throne
To be renewed and sanctified
In the wonder and glory

To praise and worship the
Name of Jesus, who has come to
Redeem and forgive and wash away sins
Forgiven and held firmly

Within His awesome and holy
His wonderful hands

— The End —