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Starr Trapp Poem
Writing a haiku
Is quite troublesome to do -
Must count syllables.
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Blood drips from the kinfe,
The crimson red holds deep pain,
No one knows my fear
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Ti amo,
Je t'aime,
I love you,
Davvero, lo faccio,
Vraiment, je ne,
Really I do,
Non so come,
Je ne sais pas comment,
I don't know how,
Non so quando,
Je ne sais pas quand,
I don't know when,
Ma io sai che ti amo,
Mais je sais que je t'aime,
But I know I love you,
E ho paura di dirti,
Et j'ai peur de vous dire,
And I'm scared to tell you,
Perché non credo,
Parce que je ne pense pas,
Because I don't think,
Avresti mai mi ami,
Que vous ne m'a jamais l'amour,
You'd ever love me,
Come ti amo.
Comme Je t'aime.
Like I love you
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Ti amo,
Je t'aime,
I love you,
Davvero, lo faccio,
Vraiment, je ne,
Really I do,
Non so come,
Je ne sais pas comment,
I don't know how,
Non so quando,
Je ne sais pas quand,
I don't know when,
Ma io sai che ti amo,
Mais je sais que je t'aime,
But I know I love you,
E ho paura di dirti,
Et j'ai peur de vous dire,
And I'm scared to tell you,
Perché non credo,
Parce que je ne pense pas,
Because I don't think,
Avresti mai mi ami,
Que vous ne m'a jamais l'amour,
You'd ever love me,
Come ti amo.
Comme Je t'aime.
Like I love you
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Nooses and pistols,
Bruises and bullets,
This is my suicidal promise,
I'll follow you if you do it.
Blood mixed with water,
Hold me under a little longer,
After this suicidal mission,
I swear I'll be stronger.
Endurance of suffering,
Excessive pain,
The voices are back,
Now I'm insane.
With trembling hands,
And aching limbs,
I'll carry out their final mission,
If i don't; no one will win.
After another incision,
Deep to look at,
Rains down on the floor,
As I hang above the front door,
Blood words on the wall scream:
"I can't take this anymore!"
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I hate my family
I hate my life
I hate my friends
I hate this knife
As it kisses my wrist
I refuse to shed any tears
I scream and scream
But no one hears
The wound begins to open
I press my lips to the cut
Blood begins to fill my mouth
A taste that brings so much pain to my gut
I ended my life alone
Such a sad and miserable tale
But I'm afraid I must admit
It's a tale we all know too well
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You were on my mind
When I woke up this morning...
...and I've been thinking about you
All day long.
Remembering your smile, your voice,
The sound of your laughter...
Remembering the little things
we've shared
And wondering how long it will be
before we're together again
With time to share even more.
I can't think of anything
or anyone but you
Today...
I guess that means
I'm missing you
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R.I.P Devin Brian Prince and Misty Elizabeth Ann McWhorter.. 11-26-10. This is for
you guys. My best friends.
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E c h o e s
...of screams,
that fill these prison walls,
break into my mind.
Screaming all around.
Evil thoughts bleeding,
dying, surviving, thriving
on the fears and pain.
The SCREAMS.
They’re EvErYwHeRe!!
Monsters in my sleep,
my nightmares make me weep.
R e v e r b e r a t i n g echoes
filling the air with pain.
SHRIEKING with the searing touch
of phobias on my brain!
All of this pounding in my mind makes
a torture chamber inside..
.....me.
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The sun goes down
And the moon comes up
With the moon
Rises the goons
So I hide in my room
A knife in my hand
Call me crazy
Go ahead
But you’ll be sorry
When they’ve come for you
No believed me
They called me a liar
The psycho girl who called monster
But I’ll show you
I’ll show them all
I keep a knife
By my bedside
I keep it there
Because I’m convinced
There are monsters under the bed
I keep a noose
In my closet
In case plan A doesn’t go too well
There are monsters under the bed
(I’m secretly crazy)
I’m not kidding they’re there I promise you
(The monsters are in my head)
They’ll kill you!
(Not if they kill me first!)
I’m not crazy!
(I know I am)
This isn’t a sick joke
If this was a sick joke I’d be laughing hysterically
(But I’m always laughing hysterically)
“Lock her away! Lock her away!”
No! Don’t lock me away!
(Give me the jacket)
I kick and I claw as they drag me away
(I’m secretly thrilled to see the rubber room)
“Give me the chair! Give me the chair!”
I’d rather die than stay here!
(No I honestly wouldn’t.)
Locked away in my cell
My personal little hell
I can’t move my arms
They’re glued to my side
(Give me back my sanity!)
The monsters took my sanity
“Guard! Guard! They’re monsters in the cell!”
(Now I know they’re really real.)
“Poor kid,” Says the guard as he shakes his head
(The monsters are real you poor fool)
I said it all along and no one believed me
Now they’re all gonna die
(They’re trapped with me in the cell)
I can’t move my arms
They’re glued to my side
But now my brain and I agree
The monsters are real!
They’re just all trapped inside
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The pain I speak of is not from the skin
Its something worse, it comes from within
Its absolute torture, I shall now tell
In description, my personal Hell.
My lungs are without any air
My heart swells, and feels like it tears
My stomach is hollow, feels like stone
I feel empty, I feel like I am alone
My ribs, crushed by an unseen weight
This pain caused by my very own fate
My muscles weak, I am without a soul
I find myself buried in my own hole
I am rotting away from inside out
I will be an empty shell without a doubt
Someone please save me from my distress
Look at me, I’m obviously a mess
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