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THE LAST BREATH

I'm so depressed
Falling in the abyss
Stuck in the latter
Of life's hit or miss
And it's all my fault
No one else to blame
Which only adds
To my endless shame
I'm totally broken
Yes, beyond repair
There's no help coming
From anywhere
My dreams like bubbles
They all have popped
Hope's rescue train
Crashed and stopped
People pass me by
None of them can see
Tonight I'm gonna take
The last breath from me

Copyright © Lyric Man

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NOTHING SEEMS ENOUGH

You have the ink
But he has your heart
Your muse is there
But it's torn apart
The room feels empty
When it's full of stuff
Cause when he's gone
Nothing seems enough 
A thousand thoughts
Can't speak one word
Clean sheets mock you
It feels so absurd
There's no hungry eyes
Oh, it makes you thirst
For dreams gone by
Before this worst
You pray for Hell
In hopes of light
Plunged from a cliff
To hold high the knife
To cut out this pain
Or to take your life

*One of my break up poems

4-7-15

Copyright © Lyric Man

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Put a bullet in my brain

Put a bullet in my brain
as the rain sweeps her out of my arms
and places her into another's.
Put a bullet in my brain
for I don't want to see love slip away
please end my suffering,
for I don't want to dare see her in the arms of another man.

I fear the tear that slips away from my soul
and touches the ground with a splash
as she is washed away by the lashed memories of the rain,
please, someone put a bullet in my brain.

I can't bear to see her with another man
laying in his arms
as he charishes her beauty
just like I did to her.
As she smiles and laughs at his jokes
my heart would not bare the sorrow and pain
that would tare my heart apart into pieces of tainted love.
Please tell the rain to stop,
as the pain grows when rain comes down,
please someone end my suffering,
put a bullet in my brain
and stop the rain
that washes away every memory of her.

Stop saying you miss me
and just kiss me
for I can't take the pain
of the rain that takes you away.
Kiss me and stop saying you miss me
for those are useless words to me.
Love is where it's at, so show me.
Don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong.
Love and laugh with me till the break of dawn
as we yawn the long night away.

Kiss me and don't say you miss me.
For if you go away from me,
I couldn't bare to take a tear and waste it away.
Tears, sweet tears crying for you,
doesn't that mean anything to you?
I ask you, stop the rain,
stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain.

Let the red blood flow from my temples.
Let the plow dig my grave,
for I can't bare to see you with another
in his arms, him kissing you, where I kissed you.
I can't take it, I have to make it,
make that pain go away.
Prayer didn't help, God turned a blind eye
when I came up and said why!
Put that bullet in my dome
and when I lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church
you come and kiss me, and then you can really say
that you'll miss me.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski

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Special

To capture the attention everyone else gets but you
You do whatever you can to get it
Even if its bad
You continue to do it
To get the attention you never had
And the attention you will never get
You want the perfect body and soul that everyone else has
You want to feel important... special
So you seek for a better
Much higher thing
What you need
You dont quite know
But you decide that
You will do whatever it takes to make you happy
And sometimes
That means..
suicide
Sometimes it means
Shooting someone
Because the hole inside your heart needs filled
And thats the only thing you ever had
The only thing you see
The only thing that someone gave to you
The thing that got everyone talking about you
The thing that got everyone to even look at you
So if you decide to kill someone
You kill yourself afterwards
Because you felt lonely again
You felt that no one was watching you
That no one even cared 
Then you think about all the things that 
Bugged you
And you pull the trigger
Then theres no more you
Next time someone sees you
You will be on the news
Where now you are special
And important

Copyright © Orlin Collier

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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 



Copyright © Wyatt Loethen

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Lacerated Wings

They are bound to the Earth like trees
Suffocating under the weight of an icy grave 
Reaching to be free, but only their limbs are seen
Hoping that one day someone will see:
They can't escape with lacerated wings

The ocean surrounds me, covering everything
Nothing will be clearly seen; confusion overwhelming
No-one can save you, you're on your own, left to die
Manipulating every bleeding heart you can find
I can't escape with lacerated wings.

Swarms of nets, waves of screams 
Entangle: your captive illusions and dreams
The mask has be seared - The truth now they see
The Liar - Vampiric Fiend; lowly thief
And now they know you can't escape with Lacerated Wings

There's reasons for your rejections:
Your Heavy heart's transferred oppression
The scars are too deep to pass the trials
But you can find peace in your cage of empty spirals
You Cannot Escape With Lacerated Wings

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen

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Hanging Around

We are the suicide boys
One day we fly
The next we die
We are the dreams than never get seen
We are the dead end traps
Wrap your mind around the ideas
Of too much contemplations
With no destinations
No place to belong
No place where we can sing lullaby songs
Other than our suicidal dreams

No place to scream
So we hang around
Headless dancing bastards
Mindless souls tell no tales
The forests stand majestically tall
As we hang from limbs
Of ancient trees
Raindrops fall
As we are left hanging around
The suicide boys

The train stations sit silent
Paris streets sit empty
The forests echo our screams
White laced angels dance overhead
Yoga moves save not our hanging heads
We all had sad hearts when we were young
We all had suicidal dreams 
Fantasies that kill you, if one dares

Never ask
Never tell
Suicide boys hanging from the trees
Musical killings drifting in the breeze
Our songs will echo long after
As we are left hanging around
We can’t breathe so set us free
From hanging trees
The suicide boys
Of 1983

Inspired while listening to this video
Magic Man - Paris
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yteXdnQQSUc

Copyright © arthur vaso

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Dribble A Drop

Let it trickle
Dribble a drop
From the Tip
Of the Top
Till it sits
on the rocks
a little sip
then it flops
another is sick
Hit up Doc
here's another hit
Hear it pop
Pills will slit
Big willed thoughts
Like a wrist
Do not watch
the skin split
Like gymnasts' crotch 
Sorry a bit
Going for shock
Not even wit
Just mental block

Copyright © Mike Conway

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Welcome 2013

Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome. 
this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome. 
I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :)
What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.

Copyright © Roman Chebukin

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Interview With The Commander Of A Western Suicide Bomber

We gave thanks
He was blessed from above,
After all, he died doing something he loved..

He flew in, just like they did:
But they invaded, he defended.
They cluster bomb, we behead.
He was good, he was disciplined;
He was no tearaway, he was a good kid.
He was funny, loved his playstation he did.
Oh, what was his name again..? 
You know, it was two weeks' ago,
And as you know
a lot has happened since then..

Copyright © Suki Spangles

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I Know -Poem about Depression-

I can see through you
I can tell your past was blue
And I hope you still don't feel the same
It's the silent killer to blame

I know you've had those days
Where it seemed that life was a maze
And it was so hard to talk to anyone
The attention they payed to you was none

I understand the pain you've felt
You wanted to tie your neck with a belt
They'd get angry when you'd vent
So then you were back in your depression tent

Nobody but you and me understand
But you and I have a plan
No more faking your smiles
And to a happy future, you'd go many miles

Trust me, it has an end
And it will end with a friend
And it will not end with a grave
Come on, you are brave

We'll beat this together
No matter how stormy the weather
And no matter how fast the winds will blow
I know.

Copyright © NaTivia Esson

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Death by Beauty

A smile moves across her lips
She gazes at her crime
A scar across her flesh and soul
To haunt her for all time
She’ll waste away for all she cares
Never stops to use her brain
Doesn’t care about the ones who are close
All she cares about is pain

She wants to be what the others expect of her
Doesn’t care about the self-respect for her
A rose can’t be a forget-me-not
Can’t she see what all she has got
Already?

Never to go back again
She feels the world is at an end
She will never show her grief
Although she’ll cry in empty streetS

She’d sooner live like a desolate mole
Living in fear in an empty hole
Screaming silent wails alone
Content to live in her mental home

A final tear falls from her eye
It hits the ground, it’s followed by
A beautiful body, mutated by hate
A kind word could have stopped it, but it is too late
One two many bricks in the wall in her mind
Molding her demise because her heart was blind
This self conscious being could never have won
For she was destroyed by the beautiful ones

She wouldn’t fight back, wouldn’t respect herself
In the end, she managed only to wreck herself
A rose can’t be a forget-me-not
Little did she know, she had all she had sought
Already

Copyright © Jacob Dufour

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Isolation

How can I tell you?
I can't stay with you.

Neither I can give up on you.
Fear of losing you is losing me.
It feels like slow death every night.

But we are just stuck in our spaces!
Unable to connect from two feet distance.

Copyright © shadab shaikh

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Save Me

Save Me
By: IzaDonna

Look in the mirror
Do you recognize her
Do you see the coldness in her eyes
Do you see where the darkness lies
Hidden secrets of the past
To late, the spells been cast
And as the stars arise
My own self will be my demise

Chorus:
So you think you can save me
Finally set my retched soul free
Be my ultimate savior
You thinking ur doing me a favor
But just let me alone
My fate is only my own

I get u try and u care
But thru it all u weren't there
I cant move on from my past
The agony I feel will always last
The knife is in way to deep
So let me shut my eyes and sleep
Cause u can't fix whats already broken
The pain I feel is better left unspoken

Chorus

So as the darkness creeps in
I feel I'm paying for my sins
No way to escape
My soul is yours to take
Just let me bleed these tears
Just let me lay here
Looking up at the sky
I ask God why

Chorus

Cause you can't fix what isn't broken
The pain is better left unspoken

Copyright © Jamie Yost

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Broken Glass

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?

Who is fragile, who is of strength
How can one know another’s length?
Blind to the mask which hides her tears
Binding her to demons and fears
A fake light remains as she falls
Even while her broken heart stalls
Darkness commences in her soul
Blood loss spirals out of control
What an alluring crimson paint
Overworked artist starts to faint 

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?

Why do some dance falsely with death? 
Unable to force their last breath
Her unspoken words of pureness
Soaked deeply in her loneliness
The jagged line of her escape
Leaves the unsuspecting agape
Drawn up on the median vein 
Just a few more moments of pain
Eyes flutter and seconds pass
Then gently falls the broken glass

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?
Then gently falls the broken glass





Copyright © Jillian Veitenheimer

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Im Sorry

I hope you remember all of the bad things you have done so far
I hope you still have the chance to fix them 
Im sorry it took me forever to write this letter to you
Ive been meaning to save you from what your about to become
For some reason i cant get a grip on it
I dont know what i want to say
I dont know how to help you
Im about to tell you about some of the things you are about to do
Right now your 16
Right now you are sitting on your bed listening to music
Reading a book on your favorite band
Smoking that cigarette
That will soon get you into all the other things that causes more problems for you
Try to avoid the guy you are about to let into your life
Remember that your not allowed to talk to strangers
Remember your mom told you that when you were 7
Its about time you listen to her
You will meet a girl
And you will end up hurting her
Dont take her to that club 
Where your band is about to play
Your not good at singing
And your bass playing still needs some work
Dont embarass yourself
It lowers your self esteem
And you will try to committ suicide
Multiple times
But dont worry 
It doesnt work
So stop trying to 
Kill yourself
Remember the night when you ran away
And went to go live with your aunt
Yea...
Shes about to kick you out
Look under your bed
You will find 500 dollars
You put it there when you were young
You forgot 
Thats why im writing you
Remember it
Take it and use it wisely
Dont use it on the drugs 
Dont use it on the beer
Use it towards a better future
So then i dont have to write this letter again.

12-13-12

Copyright © Orlin Collier

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Farewell

I can't sleep at night
perhaps it is because of this fright.
I'm not scared of the things under my bed,
but of the things inside of my head.
My soul is dead
I wish I was too,
people ask why
I wish I knew.
All I want to do is cry
and I,
come back to the question why.
So why am I here?
To say goodbye
and wish you good cheer
so please don't cry
and don't ask why.

Copyright © Lauren Manning

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Pandora and the Circle Jerk

     PANDORA AND THE CIRCLE JERK
She made the rounds each night at nine
and he was there all of the time
but he knew trouble was her ploy
so passed her for another toy
then threw them both away.

His life was loose, a lib'ral crime
and he beat off most of the time
she'd be disaster and he knew
if he'd touch her, he'd fall into
a place where he would stay.

He breathed the weed for his sublime
between tequila and the lime
but love was longer than the dance
and peace of soul was circumstance
so he kissed her one day.

His passion flowed out from all time
into his life that didn't rhyme
and then he jerked so hard he broke
between his lime and second toke
and cried his life away.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa

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In Utero

I ****ing hate myself and want to die.
In Utero, I deem inspiration,
but not sarcasm or imitation.
My anguish is authentic and a cry
for help, but why would people waste their time?
Not like their so-called justification
for concern is any indication
that they care enough to bawl, weep and cry.
Nobody will even care when I’m gone,
much less the violated deity.
For that, I am ungrateful and alone.
I scorned her body with a written piece.
A conclusion which should have been forgone.
Forgone like death, which should put me at ease.

Copyright © Codie Johnson

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Junkie Heaven

Another day 
To waste away 
Drink some rum 
To feed the numb 
Vacant hollow 
Pills to swallow 
Feeling low
Ways to go 
Drink some more
On the floor
Music blaring 
I’m just staring 
Emotions cease 
Finally peace 
A little bliss 
Fleeting as it is

Then I crash down 
Into my world of sh*t 
Look around 
Try to give it up and quit 
I tell myself 
One last time and that’s it 
The same old lie 
So I won’t have to admit 

I’m addicted 

To being non-existent 

God’s in my heart 
Soon to depart 
Devil’s in my soul
Thinks I’m the fool
He don’t know 
How far south I go 
Being empty 
Isn’t easy
Little pot 
Hits the spot
Novocain
Cocaine
Eight ball 
Take it all
soak it in 
Make it spin 

Then I crash down 
Into my world of sh*t 
Look around 
Try to give it up and quit 
I tell myself 
One last time and that’s it 
The same old lie 
So I won’t have to admit 

I’m addicted 

To being non-existent 

Still I stare 
At empty air 
Feeling nothing 
Being nothing 
Still I know 
Time will flow 
Wanting nothing
Finding nothing
Permanent fix 
Beyond the Styx 
Seeing nothing 
Needing nothing
Take it all away 
Skin and flay 
I am nothing 
I am nothing 

Then I crash down 
Into my world of sh*t 
Look around 
Try to give it up and quit 
I tell myself 
One last time and that’s it 
The same old lie 
So I won’t have to admit 

I’m addicted 

To being non-existent

Copyright © Nathan D.

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For Unfortunate Souls

Pour me some whiskey
Throw me a smile
Make me forget I'm alive for a while.

'Cause life just don't seem
like a blessing to me
I'd count myself blessed if I never did be.

Copyright © Michael Muzilla

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End It

End It
By: IzaDonna

My demons crouch real low
Seeping out of me real slow
The pain protectively covered
Darkening memories like no other
But I hide behind a smile
This life not seeming worth while
The blade I have is ready to go
Life already being at an all time low
So bring on the darkness
i no longer have a purpose

Chorus
I push you away to protect you
My sickness n pain being nothing new
So save yourself from my sorrow
Cause I won't live to see tomorrow
You deserve someone better
So let me be and go find her

Loneliness is my own choice
Feeling so lost with no voice
So I let each day slip by
Everyday just wanting to die
What have I become
Where did all this pain come from
Being left alone is my desire
The spark going out in my fire
My days I feel are at an end
Too far gone to possibly mend

Chorus

So bring on the darkness
I've lost my purpose

Copyright © Jamie Yost

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Bruise

bruise bruise bruise 
cut 
bruise bruise bruise 
cigarette burn 
bruise bruise bruise 
cut
bruise bruise bruise
broken heart 
bruise bruise bruise 
distracted mind.

Copyright © Orlin Collier

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In Another Light

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding it.

The boy opens the door and walks by his mom
his mom says "how was school"
He doesnt respond 
he walks silently to his room
His mom turns away in sadness
"its dinner time Ory" she yells up the stairs.
He walks slowly down the steps
Hiding something in his hand as he puts it in his pocket
His mother is setting the table
Putting meat on his plate 
He sits down unto the seat
not touching his food
"is there something wrong with it?" his mom asks
He doesnt look at her
"talk to me. why have you been ignoring me" she repeats.
He gets up off the chair and walks outside
Walking into the woods as his mom runs out
"get back here where are you going"

Every living thing dies alone." he writes in white on a tree in there back yard
He throws the rope over the toughest branch
He steps up unto a little chair
Tying the rope around his neck
The chair falls

His mom worries in panic
She cant find him anywhere
She waits up all night

The Next Morning"

She walks out to the garden
Looking up at a tree
She sees the fallen chair from behind a tall bush
She runs
Picking up the chair
Seeing the thing she never thought would have happened
She falls to her knees
A tear falls from her cheek
Not understanding 
Reading the words on the tree
Every living thing dies alone"
She wonders
Thinking
Crying

She untangles him from the tree and holds him
Talks gentle to him
Something she hasnt done in a while
Now grasping the meaning behind what he has done

The best thing you can do about a suicide is understanding the meaning behind it.

Copyright © Orlin Collier

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The Lost Are Never Found

All these people committing suicide
All because you always lied
Bringing this hurt and pain
Saying God’s name in vain

You say, you say
That you see the light of day
You hate, you hate
Sealing your own fate

Pushing religion on the lost
While your heart is cold as frost
You say they’ll burn in hell
Hiding how far you fell 

You say, you say
That you see the light of day
You hate, you hate 
Sealing your own fate

You take pride in all you do
You tell yourself that you are true
While you shove them to the ground
The lost are never found

How the hell can you say you’re right
While hell is shining bright
I assure you that the devil hears your prayers
Cause your heart’s no longer there

You say, you say
That you see the light of day
You hate, you hate
Sealing your own fate

These girls will cut with glass
Hoping it will kill them fast
Always broken by men’s lust
Never knowing how to trust

You are so full of lies
Using God as your disguise 
Say goodnight to this light of day
You’re gonna wish that you never prayed
We’ll have our stories to tell
You’ll see how far you fell 

You say, you say
That you see the light of day
You hate, you hate
Sealing your own fate

All these people committing suicide
All because you always lied
Bringing this hurt and pain
Saying God’s name in vain 

Copyright © Zach Mitchell

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God help the foolish

God help the foolish

Everywhere I go
The trees grow oh, so tall
The birds, they whistle cheerily
It’s all so wonderful
This world is filled with beauty
To feast the eyes upon
God help us all when all of this is gone.

Some folk worship money
They have no other view
Short sighted is the way they look
They never see what’s true
Destroying untold beauty
For the power of owning all
They are killing everything that’s beautiful

God help the foolish
They know not what they do
They bring down forests to the ground
God help those crazy few
Where will they get their oxygen
When all the trees are gone
God help them with their foolish carry on.

A world without the beauty
Of trees, and birds, and flowers
Would crush one’s soul so heavily
Why do they need this power?
Oh, what’s the good of money
If this is all there be?
This planet dies, as I watch helplessly.

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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Running Out

Written September 14, 2011


Is this how I should feel at times like these
Facing crossroads, not ease
RC running miles on plastic tires
And then batteries run dry

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign
Frozen in time like the watch you didn't wind
I'm bound by thoughts that bind

Am I the dusty classic
Getting shelved in the highest bin
Am I the friend whose forgotten time
Time and again

Is this the way a boy feels
When he's personified again
Is this the way I should feel
Full of regret and gin

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign?
Frozen in time like the watch you didn't wind
I'm bound by enemies that bind

The days they run on and on
They seem to have no end
I guess that's how it goes
When you're nervous and frozen

Maybe I should have fought the bout
Cause now its as if time is running out
Is this how time is meant to run
So sharp and so high strung

Here I lie on a bed of signal fires
Why didn't you stop before the sign
Stop before the sign
The sign the sign the sign

Copyright © Brandon Carter

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When Night Arrives

When night arrives my body shivers with pain 
My feet curl up with the cold that travels from my toes to my spinal cord 
My stomach makes weird noises that are cause by the emptiness 
Hungry for happiness. 

When night arrives 
I think of all the daylight glories 
How I brighten up with no glow on my face 
While on my shoulders I have a collection of cans, wills, should haves and could haves 
Which darken my blood living my heart split in half... 

When night arrives 
Day remembers me more 
The problems I avoid come back to fill in the void and take charge of my thinking 
Like taps leaking I can't stop my tears from falling while everyone is sleeping 

Am I stressing or seeking attention or maybe sickening? 
From 65kg down to 59kg within a week could it be that I'm weakening? 
When night arrives these are the questions that my mind keeps poppin' 

When night arrives 
My heart and mind start fighting 
My arms refuse to let go of my legs as I roll myself up like a snail under its shell but I still feel as though I'm unprotected. 

When night arrives 
My songs lose rythm while my poems have no rhyming scheme 
It gets colder under heated blankets 
My heart beats a bit slower 
I don't know whether its because of the darkness away from home which is closely related to evil 
The darkness which is filled with sharp thorns like an unwalked forest 
I don't know whether the darkness scares me because... 

When night arrives 
Fear travels from my toes to my thighs at high speed directly to my skull 
Causing my heart to beat slow 
Causing my weak points to show 

When night arrives 
The salty river starts to flow.

Copyright © Yolanda Nyembezi

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Death tempted

Could I have done something 
Was I not listening
You showed me the ropes
Made me the man I am 

Would things be different
If I didn't leave for home
Could you have stayed alive for me
Now I'm missing a piece of my soul

Didn't you know what this does
Leaving me broken 
Were we not enough
No I can't trust an old heart

I needed you to know
You were worth more
Then death tempted your beautiful soul

Its a sad thing to loose one of your own
I needed you to know
I would've given you my young 
And taken your sick and old 


Copyright © Zachary Ward

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Old Feelings

Here I am curled up on the floor.
Im crying so hard I cant take it anymore.
I get up wipe the tears from my eyes.
To find myself writing my last goodbyes.
Only one person comes to thought.
The pain over whelms me cause its me she forgot.
I didn't think this is what our future had in store.
Just thinking about it makes me cry even more.
Every minute that tics slowly by.
Makes me more sure ill be left to die.
9 razor blades lay across the table.
3 bottles of pills without there label.
Im gonna use those blades and swallow some pills.
To finally end the pain and forget how it feels.
Once I start there's no turning back.
To this kind of pain this is how I react.
I hope I cross your mind every now and then.
We both know this way it shouldn't of been.
I called up death he said hes coming my way.
I hope my hero will save me today.
Well its probably to late.
Guess this is what happens when you lose your soul mate.
For the ones still here and find my letter.
If your in love I pray that your story ends a little better.
bye bye my almost lover

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