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Thursday
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my doggerel (written while depressed)
by slowdecline48
Last post
5 hours ago
...See more Did this one today... LAMENT, MARCH 2023 Stare at the ceiling as the earth whirls blindly in the dark as you lay there, ears ringing & head pain, as always as your head hurts, spreading middle girth Cold inside, halted, without a spark. The occasional note as your gut slowly drains from the meal of bolted flour, cheese, olives, a manmade ration for the bipedal swine herd Another day ebbs, another evening gains. Stare at the ceiling as daily you know Knowing inescapable: you're past the prime the bald fact, always without tact, Faded mirror never fails to show. Staring upward as the ball hurtles in the black around the hot bright mindless sun, your stare as unseeing as the rock itself a captive in a slowly rotting sack. Feel free to comment, folks. Whaddaya think? I might post more poems here as the inspiration (for lack of a better word) strikes.
Sometimes I write..
by ChanaliBeth
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6 hours ago
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Disappear ( trigger warning SI)
by Ana2024
Last post
11 hours ago
...See more Pain it’s like a constant thing  One second you’ve got it figured out The next you’re left hopeless I just wish I could disappear  If no one cares to check in Would they notice I’m gone? Always there for others Is it wrong to want love in return? Maybe I give up Maybe I don’t try It will just make me want to d**
I am fine.
by Guardian23
Last post
11 hours ago
...See more You ask me how I am, I honestly think about that question religiously. I try to answer the best way I can, but I do not trust easily, whether friend, whether enemy. I want to say I am really tired, I see this colourful earth in black and white. I wake up each day feeling less inspired I smile with my eyes but the pain is what i hide. What i want to say is if I was on thin ice, I might be the one to sabotage it's beauty. Cut through it until it's as heavy as my lies, and gladly fall into the darkness that is beneath its cruelty. I so badly wait for someone to know I am dying inside, I have never envied transparency this much. I wish they could see through all the tears I've cried, and keep me in their embrace feeling safe by their touch. If only it where that simple, If only it were that fair. If only I could stop feeling so little so my worries could finally be heard. But instead I say I am fine, because they roll of my tongue so easily. I say I am so very fine, Because my mind is used to hiding the ugly. I think we all like to say we are fine, Because no one really has the time to listen to your burdens. It's sad that I have to label this pain as mine, when someone out the has power to unravel the pieces of my curtain. Oh how light it feels to say I am fine, because you refuse to let anyone inside. Afraid that when the have the key to your mind, They can control the actions of your already broken life. I will continue to be fine, It has taken me the long way. As I continue with the voices in my mind, Hopefully the pain will soon go away....
Trapped inside
by Ana2024
Last post
15 hours ago
...See more How i wish to be free From this cage that holds me And my mind that controls me And my thoughts that scold me I’m overwhelmed  I’m trapped wanting to escape But I’m blind looking for the way There’s nothing left Nothing left that I can see It gets so hard to breathe My mind and thoughts They won’t let me be I feel so hopeless Like I’m trapped inside Inside of my mind  Inside of my brain I don’t know why I’m feeling this way And there’s no escape I feel so unsafe I’m dying slowly and I’m trying to see But I’m blind and my mind controls me
Poetry
by cinnamon4018
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19 hours ago
...See more This is my first long poem so pls don’t judge Im new to poetry. If you have any suggestions I’ll take it : ) He has claws hidden by smiles He has poison hidden by laughter  He has fangs hidden by promises  He is hungry He is a predator He seeks control Control over little girls To fuel his hunger But he is never full “He” are boys not men Empty, ruthless, hungry boys A hunter I want to bash their heads in with hammers I want to push them down the stairs over and over I want to throw punch One for every finger laid Every look, every graze, every touch I want to roll up every empty word Every “honest mistake” Every misleading syllable  And set on fire I want to throw the fire inside their homes The fire will burn It will destroy And each scream the erupts and echos from he Will be one scream won back for the little girls We are not prey Not any more We are hunters We are predators 
COLORS OF LIFE!
by wIthpeACE
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1 day ago
...See more I saw the YELLOW lights When I awoke from my slumber deep. The YELLOW sun followed me everywhere, Until I fell asleep. I called the sky my friend, As I ruled its endless BLUE. Even on the rainy days, I could play in the puddles too. The grass is where I sat, When I am done with the play. Its GREEN accompanied my lessons, Up until high-school days. Then I became to old for games, As life became not so fun. After several different broken hearts, I found the right RED one. My suit then, all GRAY and tight, Accompanied me for such quests. Where after I ended up so tired, I wouldn't have exist if i did not rest. But that too went away, At least for some hustling years. 'Cause I then had to provide for, My little new PINK dear. After what felt like ages- Of turns, all up and down; I prevailed down the BROWN paths, Reached the end safe and sound. With every ORANGE dawn and dusk, I saw my dear girl grow big and tall, And followed her tiny steps and strides, Until could not follow at all. Then with my wife, RED and lovely still, Yet all aged with time, I spent hours talking and walking, Until I could walk all fine. When I could not move no more, My dear girl brought her son. And lil' VIOLET and his PURPLE dad, Became more memories fun. All up until this very day, When everyone's all dressed in BLACK. They followed me hand in hand, Despite all that I lack. So I keep reminiscing these thoughts, And wait for the sun and rain. Until the WHITE light catches me, And sends me back again. 
nessdamess's poems
by nessdamess
Last post
1 day ago
...See more My poems will be posted here, feel free to comment on them (no hate/rude comments please and thanks). <3 :)
under stars
by SyriusSystem
Last post
1 day ago
...See more Was the sky always so alluring? Since when have I been detached from everything? I ask the moon, he answers Not too attached, he answers When do you see, if you're always talking? When do you feel, if you're always giving? Eyes wide open, a river ready to fall What's stopping me, I can't really recall I ask the sun and she answers Whispering through my spirit, she answers Here above, I see all Your cries and screams, yes, I've heard it all Would the sky swallow me if I begged Would the wind carry me to where I'm headed I asked the rain, and it answers Comforting me, it answers Nothing else can save you but yourself In *** for too long, you must've forgotten the peace you held Pondering under stars With nothing else to look at, But my beautiful scars
I’ve lost the pieces
by Ana2024
Last post
1 day ago
...See more Is life a game? The pieces need to be connected to have won My pieces are gone I feel so hopeless and destroyed  This is too much I’m broken and there’s too much to repair I’m too far gone Drowning in despair  Why am I still here? It’s not like I’m making a difference I just take up space I’m surrounded by people getting treated as objects I’ll never be able to escape my past It chases me and those I love Waiting to attack me again Worse this time It will leave a wound I’ll never forget
Not an Elegy
by azurePond
Last post
1 day ago
...See more Trigger warning - death and funerals “She was always smiling,” Someone murmurs, Eyes glossy as they clutch A bouquet that’s already wilting. I’ve only seen her smile In her wedding photos, Or when she was speaking to a patient, Kindness scripted in her tone. Whispers spread like ripples: “She was so kind,” “so graceful,” Like a river flowing smooth, No stone to stir the current. But I remember something else— The late nights, When she sat on the couch, Fingers trembling, Gripping a glass she never finished, Staring at the wall as if it owed her answers. “She was there for everyone,” Someone says, voice quivering, As if trying to convince themselves. I remember her absence, When I needed her most, The hollow nod she gave, Eyes already elsewhere. They praise her kindness, But forget the little things— The rolled eyes when asked for help, The tight nod, A silent “yes” she didn’t mean. “She gave her all,” Someone says, and I almost laugh. Who really gives their all? Maybe she did, That is why she had nothing left for us. I remember how she’d disappear Into her office, Slamming drawers, Pretending to be busy So she didn’t have to face What she was running from. “She was an angel,” Someone whispers, And I wonder, Which angels muffled pillows Over faces? Which version of her do they remember— The one who could barely see other’s pain, Or the one who’d burn to ash If she stepped into a church? And now I look for smoke rising. “She had a heart of gold,” Someone chokes out, Eyes darting around the room As though the truth is hiding Beneath the chairs, Between the flowers. Though I agree. I remember her solid and cold, How she could stand next to you And still make you feel Like a stranger. We didn’t deserve it. But, here we gather to mourn The saint she never was, To sing her praises Like a melody we never knew how to hum. If she were alive,  She would’ve sung it better than the choir, Played the piano too, Critiqued on the decor, And ordered me to look more distraught. But none of that matters now. So here’s to the quiet saint, The one who never asked for anything, Except to be seen as perfect, And she pulled it off Until the very end. Good for her! Bring the award for this philanthropist Or reserve six feet for her In the Elysian fields. Rest in peace-- We say goodbye To the woman We wanted her to be. I hope the afterlife brings you ease.
I hope I can make it
by Ana2024
Last post
2 days ago
...See more I promise I’m not faking All of this is genuine I feel like I’m starting to get better and then I’m reminded of how worthless I am I don’t make other people’s problems my own I’m just trying to hold unto what’s left of my hope Just see me for who I am I don’t want to sugar coat or hold back my plans Just please understand I know it’s hard but just try to see I’m so much more than my mistakes But I can’t even show them because I’ll be called a disgrace You don’t understand  I have to cover up to protect Not just you, but my heart  Cause the more people know the more they stare I just want to be more than how I felt there But if you don’t know you don’t believe But if you do you won’t let me be I just want to be free Free from guilt  Free from shame Free from feeling like I don’t belong in this place Attention is the last thing I want So how dare you think that is the cause Everyone thinks there’s a secret motive They can’t seem to accept the moment  No one believes this is me Or how this is who I have become to be You just don’t know so you disagree Disagree on what’s going on with me I’m struggling can’t you see There’s so much inside of me I can’t escape it I hope I can make it I don’t know how much longer I can take it I wish you could understand- None of this was ever my plan

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