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Blood In The Breeze

Blood in the breeze 
Remember my name 
I am the one who you lost 
The one who won. 

Tears on the sunset 
You cried 
I escaped the shouts and 

Heart on the sun 
I have you my all 
You spat on me 
And turned me to shame. 

Me in your arms 
Desolation and fire 
Hope and grief 
You taught me them all. 

Let me tell you
that now I'm happy 
Let me tell you 
That I don't care. 
Let me tell you that 
These lies are forced by you
Out of my shattered lips

Copyright © Alys Inside

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Things go wrong

Love hurts and people change. Things go wrong and things get strange. But life goes on and you only life it once. Be strong cause things will get better over the months. I thought I was heartbroken, I thought you were my world. You fooled me though, made me think I was your only girl. But all along, you didnt care. Im not sure, your were even completely there. But now I've moved on, when I thought it was impossible. I had to be the bigger person in this breakup, I was responsible. I let it get to me, but I didnt let it ruin me completely. I didnt do anything about the hurt you caused me, I acted so sweetly. I let you walk all over me, I tried to ignore how you disrespected me. But when I ended things, the pain was easier to see.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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I pray for a sign


Lost in the world I see no vision
Amidst my fellow men I see subdivision
Death is but a necessity and not a decision
The world is doomed, God heeds to no admission

Tears tainted on the faces of the unborn
Our world is doomed as our mothers still mourn
Crying day and night we hope for a new dawn
A better tomorrow is as good as a light at the end
                  of the tunnel unknown

Mother deliberately drowns her new born in hot boiling water
While a father rapes his one and only five year old daughter
The world is at end as we are bound for the slaughter
Be warned of the last days because we are
                   still in the last quarter

Voices of sorrow echo inside my head
My heart bleeds more, each time children are
                                                     pronounced dead
The wars we started never to end
Is this the life that of which we shall die?
                                                     Like we never cared…

Copyright © sibusiso lubimbi

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What Fear Fed On

The venom that rains
Got you
In the desert
And a spirit
Weak in brevity
Strong but unbelieving
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

Society cuts
Flying wings
As to drain
The courageous soul
Of its hope
And then
People die
Rich with power
Power they never used
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

I see plain pain
In your eyes
Hurt laughing at you
You’re afraid
To ever love again
Because your past
Caused you wounds
So you walk agape
In a cold escape
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

I see your dried tears
On your broken face
But a determination
You’ve been robbed of
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

So will you
Forever sulk
Forever your conscience bulk
In a pessimist bask?

Or will you
Your mantle take
And fear forever shake
For you live dead
When fear drives your head

That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

Copyright © Eric Otieno Rixpoet

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Don’t put your view all are blind
They can’t see ten or nine
They have determined they can find
Solution is already all know shrine

Bereave is not necessity it always dawns
Scarce barks all the day as unwelcome guest
Put your disguise on your veil
All viewed your deceitful hay

Shame on you for being that that
Looting always day by day
Poor creatures are suffocating
Swallowing your poisonous play.

Copyright © Deepak Chalise

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Loved at Points

I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to my orders
I stand up straight and tall
Wishing someone would hear me
Knowing that I'm crying in the hall
Some days I just brush it off
Letting it all go
Being who I would like to be
But hiding in it all
I'm alone in my mind
But I know inside
I'm dying before your eyes

Copyright © Katelyn Parks

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A Veteran

I am what others didn't want to know
I went where others feared to go.
My training in violence was nothing new,
But I did well what they were afraid to do. 

I don't hate those who refused to go
I did it for my country, not for show.
An eternal loneliness beyond the pale
Was my certain reward should I fail. 

I have seen terror's deathly face
And feared to go, but kept the pace,
Enwrapped in the cold sting of fear
I fought for buddies and those I hold dear. 

I've known sweet love and a moment's kiss
And wished for all the world I could stay with this.
But I was committed and I knew my lot
To live out death and dangers best forgot. 

Shrouded deep in the stink of death
I've cried aloud and tried to catch my breath,
While my soul screamed out to God where I'd been
To just once more escape the living pain, again. 

Going where others wouldn't go
Knowing what others wouldn't know,
I am the stuff of legends and lores
I am a veteran of my nation's wars. 

I ask only a moment of your day.
A moment of silence out of the way,
Ask only that you honor the debt
Of freedom bought: don't forget.

by E. Marshall Evans

Copyright © Ed Evans

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Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Kadell

Copyright © Keith Relf

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Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you

just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence

Copyright © pat roswell

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Life is getting rough

  Life is getting Rough
Now in life looking forward to another day
Is like being dead another way
Life is getting rough
Life is getting tough
They say we better off alive
But we better off to die

Cost of living is rising
Yet salaries declining
Children Starving
Poverty increasing 
Parents striving
Life decreasing

What are we looking for in life
I think it's too late to think twice
Because today I am alive
Tomorrow I DIE
So everyday live life with no expectancy
Because tomorrow , we can't depend on 

Thank you.

Copyright © Kaywana Ollivierre

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you dont listen

you think I got listen to you, 
you just my kids father,
there noting between me and you,
it seem the words take you back to court is your favorite words,
get this Sheena Shenia Jackson isn't scare of no court system or even you,
its just a word that is there, 
so if you ask me you just things to make women scared im not scare of you like I use to,
I have became stronger and wiser, 
I have the Lord behind me, 
I believe in him very strong,
so if you want to bring me back to court lets do this now, 
you are just a man that God put on this earth, 
and I fear no man, no woman and no body, 
I am a King child forever,

by : Sheena Shenia Jackson 
May 23, 2013

Copyright © sheena jackson

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The Revelation

                                      Your nightmares are coming ,
                                        their dark and their near.
                                      our leaders a muslim
                                           Sturing up fear.
                                        The law of shariah 
                                         Evil at best.
                                      their raping the children,
                                            and beheading the rest 
                                          They push sick religeon
                                            your dead on the run .
                                       you'd better get on your knee's 
                                              and pray to the son ..............James

Copyright © james Stevenson

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Green People

I see green people
They tell me they come in peace 
But they are showing me the roots to all evil
I see green people
They try to disguise their intentions 
But their actions are so see through
I see green people
They are the true world leaders
There are no free actions or thoughts
You do or think what they want you to
I see green people
They manipulated all of our history
So if we were to find the truth
It doesn't matter because their is no proof
I see green people
As their head grow larger 
I continue to have distant dreams of me being considered a equal
I see green people
They told me to worship them or die
Close my eyes and look through the lies
Because without them 
There is no chance to walk among the Gods
I see green people 
And there is no doubt about it
They truly show me the roots to all evil

Copyright © Andre Sanders

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The Willow Tree at the end of the Road

I must have been 7 when I first climbed that old willow tree,
The gang called it the club house.
There was Jodie, Bridget and of course Rebecca the Wrecker. 
I think that that tree was more of school than school.
It was more a parent than my parents.
I certainly learned more about life, boys and the fear of falling,
Than any other place I've been.
We once placed 5 snake eyed marbles there.
The first was Courage in Adversity.
The second marble was Joy in the good times.
The third was Faith to overcome Doubt.
The fourth was Love thy Father.
The fifth marble was Love thy Mother.

I went back one day, all grown up.
I saw that the council had a sign on the tree.
This tree is regarded as unsafe. 
Please beware.

Oh doubt in my childhood. Fear in the  every day.
Let not the pangs of daily life ever erase
The treasured moments in that tree.

Copyright © Rebecca Watson

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The way we were

The way we used to be
A once proud and decent land,
A country filled with greenery
Living safely and an elderly helping hand,
Education in a once better structure
Transport,now a overcrowded tangled mess,
Dishonesty,we see with money and banking
And now we see rich richer poor earning less,
The country is guided by everyone else
The direction we see ahead maybe wrong,
The charm of a british village is fading fast
Asking are we in control of what is going on,
An industrial country with a heart beat
A self sufficient system once with pride,
Yes  britain as we once loved and knew
And now with hidden dangers that coincide.

Copyright © lee rendle

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Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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A Speechless Night

My nightmares hold me down
And take away my voice 
I try and try to yell
It's someone from hell
He floats around me late at night
And holds me down with all his might
Waits for me to fall into that state of mind
State of mind where I'm asleep
But hear and see and feel it all
My parents are who I try to call
Petrified to fall
To fall into this state of mind
Where I have no control 
When the devil grasps my soul
A time he can conquer my mind and body

Copyright © Alyssa Marie

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My Biggest Fear

I am only one who hopes that I didn't have a fear
But I do, I do have one
Most fears are being trapped by bear
But mine, mine is not a pun

I have a father that left
He left when I was young
He did no theft
But it still stung

My mother says it was his choice
I don't know what to believe
I could always just speak my voice
Showing her my grieve

My mother says Oh, He's just a jerk!
But how am I to know if she won't let me see
My biggest fear,
It isn't all about me!

My biggest fear is not just to be free
My biggest fear isn't having glory
My biggest fear, is hearing the other side of the story

Copyright © Katelyn Parks

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dil ke ehsas

Yeh labj nahi dil ka ehsas hai
Tu dhadkan se b jyda dil k
pass hai
Tumein chahna mere bAs mei
Tu chalti hui meri sans hai
Tumein mohabbat kernA meri
adat ban gayea
Tu harpal mere pass hai
Dard hai khafa b hu per firbi
tere labjo ki pyass hai
Mai kerti hu mohabbat
harpal tumein tuhi meri har
sans hai
tumse jindagi roshan lage 
tuhi mera raaton ka chand hain 
yeh dunia kya samjhegi meri chahant ka nasha 
didar tera he meri har sharab hain 
yeh labaj nahi dil ka ehsas hain

Copyright © rajni bala

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Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love. For he who heard them. Sent them hope, that God created a world for them. For us to see and bare good times. For no more hurt and devishlish crimes. For the earth which once was good. Is soured and torn. There are no morals or dreams no more. Or hope of good things when suffering soars. For they are crushed by his vast sword. For he who has the greater sin. He has carried and been burdened with. He has been forgotten. In times like these. Because people hearts bleed with disease. For they have burdened him with more sin. They have forgotten the pain he is in. For he so carried his cross with pride. A younge man who was destined to die. No matter what the world does think. This man did live before we did. We have lost our way in darkened times. Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him. If youd only listen and help to carry his cross. Take the blame for things done past. Change our ways for hope to last. We wont do that out of pride. When he is denied. I feel for him. I pick his cross up and help him off the ground. For he is my brother. Who I have found. He has carried that cross. No man deserved his life in such a lose. Tormented and torturded to no extent. He didnt look like a mere man in the end. He coutinued to stand even after he fell. Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell. For a man so strong, so bold and kind. Showed me what we can do as man kind. He gave his life for everyone who reads this. For those who can not see. Do not be blind Find this man, for he needs you. He gave his life to save you. With your help, you raise his cross. You heal that burden of love. That has been lost. Ease his pain and find your way. For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.

Copyright © tonya priest

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It hits me like a wave, churning deep within my gut.
Holding my breath as the situation sinks in.
(Climbing a stairway to heaven)
People staring, eyes peering, thinking of a way to get out
(drifting up in a cloud of smoke)
Pale face reddens as heartbeat quickens
(Flying away on invisible wings)
Running, fleeing, where can I go?
(End of the rainbow)
Dirt swallows me up, blanking my mind
(Calm, peaceful, no more worries)
Frozen in awkwardness, palm to my forehead
Stuck in reality.

Copyright © natasha wilson

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Broken Soldier

Ive been to war, Through hell and back, I came back empty, Soul broken and cracked.

I've missed many days, Missed many nights with my family I hold so tight.

Birthdays, Christmas, Opening day, Making the playoffs ,even school plays

don't get me wrong, I did this by choice, But now that I'm "broken" I have no voice.

I want to stay, You say no, You're broken soldier you must go.

you say speak up, It's ok, The Army is different in this day in age.

We care about you, We want you to succeed, You have what?...PTSD

I know I said talk, That it was okay, But something like that, Doesn't go away.

We can't give you a gun, Got to take back them boots, They say that it happens, People snap and they shoot.

I'm sorry to tell you, But that just ain't true, I'm a soldier a veteran I did this for you.

Now I'm left with memories of people and places.

Along with new ones.
People's faces, When I say I was in.
But now I'm out.
They ask me why
I cry and I shout.
who was pushed out.
- Spc.Katherine Parker 

Copyright © katherine Parker

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the man behind the glass window

the man behind the glass window
i look outside and i see all the beautiful people 
man and woman holding hands
friends talking to friends
i wished i was normal and was not confined
i am afraid to venture out
fear of rejection head full of doubt
if the world see me will they understand
behind the glass window i sit watching the world go by
longing in my heart my eyes too tired to cry
i reach out but no one sees
it is like i am invisible and no one cares for me
i pull down the blinds for the thousanth time 
a prisinor in my own mind

Copyright © autry emanuel

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Ghost of Le Moulin

   Ghost of Le Moulin

Between Fabrezan to Tournasay 
where the cruel Cers wind blows,
Lie’s maison le Moulin
amongst the wine groves.

Every year on certain night 
you can hear a child calling,
twould cause a fright,
She’s the Ghost of le Moulin.

The villagers all know it
and a man with a gun,
spent the night there
but didn’t he run.

It’s hairy and scary
a mystery to boot,
now I’m a ghost hunter
who’s after some loot.

You can drink pastis
in le Grand cafe
but, disturb a ghost
and you wilt pay.
Breaking almonds
in a Breton cap,
for sweet nougatine
wilt bait the trap.

With lantern held high 
a crucifix too,
I’ll pray fer the saints
and Jesus the Jew.

Regarde  the Ghost of le Moulin,
pretty girl with evil eyes,
pock marked face
hear her cries....!

“Here’s some rope ta hang ye bye
 silly old man soon ta die,
 I’ll eat ya sweets, wear ya Breton cap,
 I’m the Ghost of Le Moulin”.

Between Fabrezan  to Tournasay
where the cruel Cers wind blows,
Lies maison le Moulin
amongst the wine groves.

Fabrezan,  south of France, October 09

Copyright © carrington marshall

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People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?
Why has this life become so meaningless,
that we just want to throw it away?
We become selfish and think our life is so bad,
dont think of others who's lives are worse, But still greatful for what they have.
People take for granted the things they've got,
clothes, food, smokes and shoes, even a roof or a bed,
They dont think of the homeless,
the hungry, not even the cold or the hot.
They just think they want to be dead,
Things happen in our lives that, to us, seem bad.
We dont look for help or trust any "friends"
All because of the past we've had.
Dont be a coward and run away,
Stick it out, Live life,
I know that there's alot of strife,
But stick it through day to day.
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?....

Copyright © brandi foote

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Somewhere in this long run i lost you,
I lost you among the crowd,among the thousands,
Not so easy to forget,not so easy to recover.
I believed in faith and thus i fear,
No more strenght,only hopes lies somewhere.

Somewhere at some point of life,i gonna meet myself,
Somewhere at some point,i will meet my faith.
No more pain,i gonna lie on the ground,
With my shinning eyes,looking at stars.
Dreams will come true;dream to touch the sky.

Somewhere my eyes will stop blinking,
Somewhere my heart will say my love,
Never to cry,never to weaken myself.
And somewhere i will find my answers,
Answer to the thousand questions that has arisen.
In the morning,i gonna be fresh,ready to start the journey.

Copyright © sunny baruah sny

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Being "free" is what I want to be,
Be "fearless" is what you keep telling me.
Not afraid of much- there's a few fears left inside,
To the point where I'm so scared, I just want to cry.
Fearless.... It's easier said than done,
There's one fear that sure seems to have won.
To this specific fear,
I'll tell  you right now and here.
There's a part 1 and part 2,
too scared to know what to do...
Part 1 is honest and true- it all is,
I dont even expect any responses.
Part 1 of my fear is admitting and saying "i love you" (I'm trying NOT to scare you too)
Part 2 of this is... I dont want to do anything to lose you.
You're important to me- read every word,
Dont want it to be awkward, only heard.
I'm okay with being friends and taking it slow,
For as long as I need to or until I'm old.
I hope to be in a relationship with you,
But I NEED you to tell me, so we're on the same page and I'm NOT confused.
Don't get me wrong, I'll wait as long as you need,
But this fear of mine maybe stronger than me.
there you go-one of few of my fears,
I dont want things to be weird.
If your not ready thats fine with me, forget this poem existed for thee.
Just know that I understand much,
Take as long as you need, there is no rush.
I had to say it or else I'd blow up,
That was hard to get off my chest....
If you'll excuse me now, it's time to throw up.
I've never been so terrified to lose someone- a great catch,
I honestly think that we make a great match.

Copyright © brandi foote

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My mind and heart are at war

MY heart and mind are at war
My heart and my mind are at war,
Body and soul lost between the hate,
Confused and hurt not knowing what for,
They pull, twist and fight to escape,
The battle of pain sweat and tears,
Caught in the midst of heartache,
My soul breaks free and leaves behind its fears,
The pain is too much for my body to take,
I built a wall and smashed it to dust,
For another, but for what,
I lost my faith and lost her touch,
I am soulless standing here stuck,
My mind has won this war,
My heart damaged and broke,
Still not knowing what for,
I pray and i still hope,
That this war will end,
And mind and heart will coincide,
Hoping my soul and body will mend,
For the rest of me has already died
I am done with the pain of passion,
And done with the love of pain,
All i here is my hearts door's crashing,
For this is what makes a man go insane,
I felt her love i loved her touch,
I kissed her lips and she kissed my heart,
Now this feeling, i feel too much,
Now it’s time for my mind and heart to part,
I will see her eyes in the moon lit sky,
Her beauty in a sky of wonder,
I will shed one tear and let the pain die,
As i lay awake in a world of loveless slumber
The illusions of love corrupted my mind,
The confusion of passion clouded my eyes,
The death of my heart came soon this time,
So now i will love in a world of my demise,
You can’t feel this pain that i feel,
I am done trying and this time i am,
When i write i write what’s real,
So now can you see why my soul ran?
Can you stop and wonder,
How i made it so far, with so much pain,
Can you here my heart crack with thunder,
And can you see i live in a world of rain,
 I have sought love found it and lost i
I am tired of pain.  so tired my heart is exhausted
i am done now if she comes back then i am here,
if not like i said i have shed my one and only tear

Copyright © raymond hamilton

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Thoughts In Our Minds

So I had an Edgar Allen Poe moment. Was just thinking of all the people I have ever coached through their problems and what was told to me. For some reason it all came into my head and I just converted it to poetry. It's a bit graphic so keep an open mind.

Thoughts In Our Minds

Wishing dept away at the snap of 2 fingers, why do these worrying thoughts decide to stay in my Mind and linger? I take a drink from the bottle to numb the pain away or light 1 up to prevent going clinically insane, Jesus Crist why do these thoughts cloud my Brain?

I Crave for your smile I miss your tender caress I miss the passionate bliss why arent we having Sex ? Where did Things go so wrong ? Oh how I wish Things get back to normal like the days when we first met. Is it too late what does our Emotions now Reflect ?

Negativity please be gone far from me, I just want to be a normal Human Being living happy and at Peace. Lord I mean not to use your Name in vein, yet for some reason Satan has a way of implementing his ways. Is there a Heavan or Hell I don't know, I just want to Live Life and grow Old.

What is my Purpous why am I here ? Sometimes I just want to jump off the worlds tallest  Pier. Why does my Mind get full of different fears ? This is my Corner here I shall kneel Crying my Eyes out Screeming WHY WHY WHY AM I HERE ? ™©

Shawn Munoz.

Copyright © Shawn Munoz

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firing squad

i feel the darkness surround me, 
i know what fate lies ahead,
i sense the fear take over me,
i know i will soon be dead,

i hear the ground beneath me,
i know i must face my end,
i sense the guns select me,
their bullets my only friend,

the darkness is drawn from me,
and the light forced in my face,
i see the rifles before me,
my body now frozen in space,

i see my life spread out before me,
i see my oncoming end,
i hear the triggers pulled for me,
a bullet, the message they send,

i felt the darkness surround me,
their sights locked to my head,
i no longer have fear inside me,
my body now lies dead.

Copyright © jack harris