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Awaiting Forgiveness Dad

I was growing up as a crazy girl, 

thinking every thing would be all right, 

with no scence to take control of what came up next, then you died. 

I was left with a shallow heart, not knowing you meant right. 

Till the day I got caught and old enough to be convicted.  

I realized life was hard and you meant right.  

Why do I now dream of you to set me straight and to forgive me dad ?  

But where are you dad? 

I feel so bad! 

I need to know you forgive me dad? 

I love you dad! 

I need you dad to tell me in my dreams every thing will be all right.

Copyright © Sylvia Romero

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Now's the time to say good-bye...
And, no, I won't miss you,
And, No, I won't cry.
I've gotta move on, get outta this place,
I'm sick of your "stuff", tired of your face.
Once upon a time, our hearts were both pure,
But now, you're my nightmare,
And I'm just your whore.
Laughter and love no longer remain,
I know if I stay here you'll drive me insane,
With your goddamn attitude, your late night alibi's
All of your promises that turned into lies...
So I hesitate before I reach the door,
And take a look around once more.
You're staring at me with sadness in your eyes,
I know you too well, baby, it's just a disguise.
Now's the time to say good-bye...
And, YES, I will miss you,
And, YES, I will cry.


Copyright © jennifer adams

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forgive everything -- 
but keep boundaries

Copyright © Merle Manu

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sometime i work so hard
but a kind of ppl make it bad
thats make me feel so deep sad
you know i just laugh on dm laud 

some of dm think they'r British
shit weak up ur just like a bitch 
u can't handle it so u just scratch
ur self cuz u losz ur dream nd u can't  catch

Copyright © anasse kamal

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You send bolts through my skin 
something I was never to 
accomplish with you, when I 
saw you it's like my heart sank 
to my stomach and I was in 
shock my body still my body 
heavy felt like when I moved I 
was about to fall to my knees 
you make me want to get 
inside my brain pick you up and 
take you out pick you one by 
one like a flower because I do 
love you and love you not.

Copyright © brittney lopez

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Sister Please Forgive Me

We were both so young full of spirit and fun
She's the Indian I'm the Cowgirl as we move along the ground just fooling around
Running through the house attacking each other with laughter and joy trying to be coy

We see the rifle with no knowledge of great threat
Just giving us a peak with nothing to regret
My sister grabs it first and play shoots me but I'm quick and hold a might sway
I'm a strong cowgirl aiming to attack
I snatch the rifle from the Indian as she starts to retract
                  I AIM-- I SHOOT--

My breathing has stopped but I'm not aware
My ears are ringing 
Do I run and hide do I start screaming?
For death I do not know and everything is now so slow
Is she just sleeping or can I hear her weeping?

Mama where are you? You were just ten steps below but you do not show

My sister must be sleeping a blanket will help her weeping
Gently I cover her but she doesn't seem to know
Her long brown hair now has an odd red glow

I'm only a child but my mind is going wild
My tears of fear blind me as I fall to the ground

Many days have passed me as I have grow old
but I can still remember her grave with the Angel stone.

T Reams             10th Place     for my Sister Amber I Miss You

Copyright © TAMMY REAMS

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

Copyright © pat roswell

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the rainbow is out now, 
I saw it this morning on my way to school

the rainbow our heroes of old died fighting for
                                                         died believing for
                                                           died praying for
                                                              died hoping for
it is out now, I see it in that school bus painted Black and White and Indian by its passengers

I see it, you can see it too mother just open your eyes and sight beyond the obvious
                       see it in that black child eating a samosa over there

oh the beauty of its splendored colors. 

I see it, you can see it too brother just open your eyes and see beyond the nose: 
see it over that white soul walking the streets of Soweto freely

I see it,  its splendor like a flower garden in the sky

I see it on that public toilet with no inscription: “whites only” 
I see it: you can see it too father in the faces of the so called “born frees”

I see it in the tongue of that Indian man speaking Zulu
see it too buddy? On that black dude sharing a rugby field

i see the rainbow  wonderfully engineered by the selfless life of
Nelson Mandela
                Walter Sisulu
                               Ahmed Kathreda 
more like painted stars in the sky but only in the skins of a people-a rainbow natio

Copyright © Patrick Nigros

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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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Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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What the HEART WANTS,,,,

    People say "Listen to your HEART."
But what if you can't HEAR it?
         Your MIND wants all these other things,
and then you CAN'T HEAR your HEART.
        I sit and CLEAR my MIND 
   I sit LISTENING to my HEART

         What am i suppose to do now?


Plzz comment if u like my poem or have any thoughts and plzz rate

Copyright © Brittany Andrews

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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.

Copyright © Brittany Carroll

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Flow Slow

Flow slow through thy bitter life
Cross gently, and fancy fiery strife;
Float in dark silence without a wing,
There is time to melt till ardent spring.

Thy love, vision, grief and desire
Are sweet seeds for earth’s fire,
In a world of doubt and despair, 
Where pity and mercy are so rare.

In thy heart, thy soul dost weep,
And look where thou vainly creep, 
With faint innocence and sad tears
Thy feet are weighed by dreamy years.

Triumph thy pains in aware quietness,
A flower exchange life for a dew caress,
Though it hides her bless in tiny seeds,
 Then perish humbly with eternal creeds.

Blind thy eyes to aches and wittily live,
And forget, ignore, and cordially forgive;
And forsake  the wealth of daily pleasure,
Content’s Treasure has heavenly measure.

Copyright © jamal Abboud

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What lies beneath 
The flooding drains
A spiders web
Spawned of rustic chains
If you ask me how I am 
I'll reply that I'm ok
Hiding behind this mask
As I resume to face this day
Then theres the sights
A synonym of what I cannot find in you
But I have found
Sometimes hunger is the only kind of food
Have I lost my Faith?
Its something that I could never see
Then theres your eyes
Still falling away from me
But if I was a better man
Would your rivers run deep into outer space
While all along your insisting
That we are both two worlds away 
Behold this longer list of denials
And uncertain hope
Reflecting fears of affection
And you still keep your eyes closed 
Then by my own admissions
My heart has grown from cold to colder
And by my own submissions
Losing your love has bled me sober

Copyright © Jesse James Forster

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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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Forget Me Not

By Robielynn Collins
 I'll never forget, 
the look in your eyes, 
the way you smiled, 
the way you cried, 
the way it felt, 
when you touched my skin, 
knowing that you ,may never win, 
the way that you held me, 
the way you cared, 
the way you got nervous, 
when you were scared, 
not of anything, 
that could give you strife, 
but scared of losing,who you called your life, 
I know it's to late, 
but now I know, 
you loved me more, 
then just words could show...

Copyright © RobieLynn Collins

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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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An Angel in Danger

Life's gifts is of all the good and 
the bad 
Never knowing what may arise 
An angel is everlasting hope we 
long to have and to hold 
We have watched you through 
just like a hawk 
We will never give up on you 
we know you are strong 
Who the angels will pull you 
through somehow 
Where there is a will there's a 
And with god looking over us 
well know we will be safe
Even tho this deadly danger of 
a disease took you over
We know in our hearts that 
steady burns yull be ok 
As a fighter like Athena (a 
warriors guide)you will grow 
Even now we see your alot 
Must be these guardians of 
heaven looking over you 
Feeling good with this is all you 
may need 
This danger none should live 
But as long as there is Angels 
up above its all you will ever 
need to pull through 
A tragic time. 
- by Brian O'Toole 
Caregiver of a cancer patient 
and friend 

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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You deserve better my friend

You stood by me when I was alone;
But now it’s me who has left you alone..!!
You think this is fair, coz I don’t..;
You my friend deserve better..
Better than I can ever be..!!
All I have done is left your dreams shattered..;
Now you’re in trouble, and who caused it was me..!!
You my friend deserve better..
Better than I can ever be..!!   
Every single tear, that falls from your eye..;
I blame it on me..!!
You stood by me when I was alone;
But now it’s me who has left you alone..!!
You think this is fair, coz I don’t..;
You my friend deserve better..
Better than I can ever be..!!
When you were being hurt..;
All I could do was stand and watch..!!
Like a spectator, as if my hands were tied..!!
 Who needs this recognition?
When I can’t even take care of my friend..
When she needed me the most..!!
Remembering all that you have done for me..;
I feel so heavy and sick of myself..!!
As, when you were being hurt..;
All I could do was stand and watch..!!
Like a spectator, as if my hands were tied..!!
Even though, you stood by me when I was alone;
But now it’s me who has left you alone..!!
You think this is fair, coz I don’t..;
You my friend deserve better..
Better than I can ever be..!!

Copyright © argho chakraborty

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Never in a million years

Never in a million years would i have thought 
this to be,
my bestfriend, companion, and so special
to me.
if i wouldnt have opened my eyes,
she could have just passed by and walked right 
outta my life.
but in Gods weird since of loving humor way,
today he brought Brittany Back to stay,
a life from my past that i had lost,
never knowing what would be Gods cost.
Now i sit hear always waiting to see,
her simple smile brighten up for me.
The friendship, hugs, smiles and the tug at my heart,
now i know it was just the start.
I may not always be the best,
but yet she still chooses me above all the rest.
all i ask is please let this be I love you Brittany,
and God please bring her home to Me...

By:Devin Frost

Copyright © Devin frost

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The Biker Chic

I have always been on the rough side
I even look butch enough to pass for a man when I ride,

I want to be a biker chic and ride a Harley
So I can look bad to the bone when I am really sorry,

You see my dream came true one July when I received a check
It should of been for my kids but I decided it was for me instead,

In 2006 I bought a black Harley perfect for me
I didn't care that I used my kids money because I wanted to be free,

I got paid back by the lord above
When I tried to pull the bike off the truck it fell on my arm and wrapped it like a glove,

You see it was wrong for me to be so selfish
As it turned I never have ridden the bike I thought was so lavish,

I paid a price for what I have done
The lesson here is your kids come first before having fun,

I still have the black bike I always dreamed of
I guess it will stay in the garage until I am forgiven from above.

Written By: Unique Poetry 2006: This was inspired by someone I knew that this really happened to and is very sad.

Copyright © Michelle Born

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God knows i am sorry

The storm is coming, the wise say.....
I blink in moments of reminiscing the pleasure, but it came with pain.
Choices are never easy if making love wasn’t for the right reasons. 
I mean I didn’t love her I just lusted for her; big curvaceous thighs, apple type ass and her luscious breasts, simply cause she portrayed the image of the video vixens.
 I swear, my mother taught me be cautious but 
Put the vodka in the juice and mix it all up, and you 
Get one hell of a night, to remember. 
In which make the next day a blessing to wake up hung-over.
I mean I’m young and stupidity is the only definition to explain why we do, what we do as youth.
I could have stayed in doors and studied for my math test on Monday. 
But we live with Friday, being the day to chill the ice cube of stress, so I jumped in the car with the fellas, and headed to Tammy’s party.
I was drunk before I got there and I was out of my conscious mind while I was there....
So she was interested in me and I was interested in making another moment to remember.
So I write this letter to you, with deep remorse as I say..
I never loved your mother; and I wasn’t ready to be your father, if time then was now,
I swear I would have never agreed to kill you, 
I wish my actions don’t tell a tale of who I am. 
Cause I always dreamt to have a child... being there every moment, 
When its born, being the arms it cries in, arms which comfort it,  be the hand which hold the spoon to feed it, be there when it takes its first steps, clothed it, bath it, experience things like
Taking it to school, making lunch, have conversations, laughs, moments of enlightenments, moments of frustrations, moments of father to child talks, seeing all sporting games, or being at every award show, taking pictures, ice cream moments, walks in the park.
Do all the things with my child that my father never did.
But I’m fatherless plus I was young and stupid.... although that’s no excuse
I’m sorry again for agreeing to your murder. 
I’m imprisoned in guilt for life.

Lebron Spirits

Copyright © Lebron Spirits

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me (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

You know what?
i am here so unclearlry
i love you so fiercely
that's all that I know

i'll get in trouble
loven you, you loven me
I am unashambled naked
You'll take me, won't you?

like this

Copyright © janetta harrington

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The Shamrock

Away across the sea I found a Shamrock, 
She was as pretty as the golden sun in Kent. 
I knew I should not touch this lovely Shamrock,
 But I knew her charm would hunt me if I went. 
I reached out and held the little Shamrock, 
The wind kept tugging just as if to say 
Please don't take this flower out of England. 
Leave if you wish but let the Shamrock stay. 
The charm of Ireland seemed to glow and prosper, 
and everything was pure as pure could be. 
Happiness was ours and soon another, 
Just as long as we stayed near the Irish Sea. 
The Shamrock flourished fine in dear old Ireland, 
where sunrise drives the mist in Dingle Bay 
and Shamrocks get along beside the channel, 
on even by the Mersey so they say. 
To take a Shamrock far from home brings trouble, 
and lucky as this charm could ever be. 
It soon began to wilt and louse its luster, 
Soon after we had moved across the sea. 
The Shamrock flourished one more time then wilted, 
and nothing I could do even seemed right.
 I tried air, water, and even sparkling sunshine,
 and even kept the door open on it at night. 
I swear I'll never move another Shamrock, 
As this one's back again now with the breeze, 
Maybe some day she'll float on back to England 
and settle down around the lovely trees.

Copyright © cheryl lucenti

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Never hate your haters

                                             To hate your haters
                                  is never in your favor 
                                          just pray a prayer
                             and let your haters be your motivators 
                                 never look up but above
                        An don't hate your haters, save it for love
                         so stay strong and never give up
                      to let the haters know enough is enough 
                                 your more than different
                                      and that makes you tough 


Copyright © monica bradley

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For the Love of Will

For The Love Of Will

The pain is deeply rooted within.
They see but don't know the thoughts that constantly stir.
Fear, regret and remorse as I drift off to sleep.
Into a land of peace and tranquility.
Acceptance, reassurance and unconditional love awaits me.
Oh how he loves me for whom and what I am.
Can it be true?
Can it be real?
His loving eyes shine down upon me in admiration.
I never want to wake to a life of uncertainty.
Words softly spoken from his lips to my heart.
The promise reveals his sanctuary within the embrace of his arms.

Copyright © Laura Cole

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why do we have.................................

why  do  we   have  clouds?
why  do  we  have   sky?
why do  we   have   music?
why do  we    have   computers?
just  think  why why  why!!!

Copyright © doris lee

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No compassion for killers

I killed my feelings...
For you.
I killed my dreams... 
For you.
I killed my hope...
For you.

You killed your time... 
For me.
You killed your beauty... 
For me.
You killed your future... 
For me.
We killed our love.
We killed our marriage.
We killed our family.

We are Killers.
But we are still alive and out from the prison!

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved

Copyright © Constantinos Grigoriadis

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 I am so sorry I tend to whisper to my self while the wings on my back enfold me in my idiocy and bust in a furl of feathers and fire.
My authentic halo falling broken reinforcing my thoughts on transformations... 

My lush lies crept up into me whispering to you my secrecy and my merry go round patterns...
 I was adapted to serous sabotage and unconsidered volcanic eruptions... Having nothing to react to I made my own quake...
i deserve everything. 

But for you to say I can't feel is something that just shocked me at my core... 
But then again what should I expect? 
Secret boyfriends? 
are you kidding me...? 
But then again what should i expect... 
I gave you a reason to be suspicious a reason to say those things... 

With my viscosity on the subject I realize I have to be punished... and it has nothing to do with you...

Copyright © Jalisa Stock

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Help me im trapped in a sea of depression. 
This sea looks like it shall never end.
I kept swimming for a long time.
Then I saw you, You in the boat.

You picked me up and nutured me back to health.
You allowed me to live on your ship for as
long as i wanted.

That all changed.
You threw me back into the pit.
Even though i'm still swimming to get to you.
You are already gone.

But i will keep swimming until i find you.
Hopefully you will accept me into your life again.
For now though, I am swimming for you.
And I will keep swimming until my life comes
To a stop.

Copyright © Padraic Caroon