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Aha
yeah you love to take from me make me feel empty but you are not helping it's unhealthy only take what you want and just let me be
The Drowning Rose
Have you ever seen a rose drown in a pond? Have you seen how at first it still holds on? It sits at the top while its surroundings try to bring it down,
Back to Zen
I slammed the door shut first. I dared to give up and walk away. I am not lonely. I would rather be left alone. Hermitage suits me well.
Amanda ZylstraPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFor Kelly
Went looking for a dream, Sent a message by cyberspace, I hoped it wasn’t a waste, Spent too much faith, Just looking for some grace,
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHiding
idk why i write anymore there's dust on my notebook from the weeks i've left it slump on the floor the cover is well put together
See Me
See me, the person I AM, Underneath the hurt, the tears, It's still me, I don't wear makeup to cover up who I am. This is me.
Crystal KorpanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Weight
If I just hold onto this, If I just carry it a little longer, Long enough for it to weigh me down, Long enough for it to crush me,
Ode to Our Love
What are these songs of love, That they spring from the heart, The lovers warble calling out, Of squawking pain passed in time,
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBuying Happiness in Space
Can you smell the blood in the air? I need a new watch for my battery. A new human vessel for my thoughts. A new space craft to travel out of this world.
Amanda ZylstraPublished 7 years ago in PoetsIronic Recipes
I know a lot about knowing nothing. Found all I needed in all I lost. I'm letting go of holding on, cause I’ve built foundations from hanging castles. I’m excited by numb faces... I speak to their silence and jump like I hear replies. While you ask rejection for a dance cause the steps of acceptance are too predictable.
Henry WellingtonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLet Me Be
Just let me get drunk, Let me ride this wave, Let me do what all great writers do and drink myself to sleep, Let me get lost in the galaxies I see in your eyes
No Friend
No Friend! I try to tell them that you’re no friend. They say you are, till the very end. You consume their lives and make them blue,
Rose KnightPublished 7 years ago in Poets