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Pain and Loneliness

Loneliness and pain creates a void
 Dark shadows haunt, torment and torture
 only reflective thoughts of happiness
 
 Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
 It is futile to hope and dream

 Emptiness is overwhelming
 A deepening sea of nowhere consumes
 And eats away at every connecting thread

 Nothing considered worthy remains
 Destined to walk through life less ordinary
 Alone, exiled, different and disdained.

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A Gamers Adventure

I stood upon the precipice and looked down into the abyss below
 that final stretch of road, the ending to my long and arduous journey
 I awaited the eternal torment, 
 It was time to atone for my sins, and this I knew
 This I accepted gladly.

 My life had played out its sad tune
 The melody was bitter-sweet, the crescendos rose and fell too often
 The composer must have laughed when he wrote the score
 For too long had it rung endlessly in my ears
 The final note, now sat waiting to be played.

 I stared into the darkness as it stared right back up
 Into the very heart of my twisted soul
 Knowing me fully, embracing the good and the bad
 As it did so, images flew through my mind
 The people I'd killed, 
 The evil monsters and the good people alike.

 A chilling wind blew across me, the notes slowed
 Time all but stopped as my body lurched slowly forwards
 Eternity's hand had grasped me, the notes started to fade
 All the good, all the evil of my life, now meaningless
 A foot note on the pages of History.

 As the darkness engulfed me
 Small, final ponderings fluttered across my fading view
 I had left my mark upon the shattered world 
 But for Good, or for Ill?
 I would never know.

 I breathe my last
 Never ending blackness surrounds me
 No heat, no feeling, only emptiness remains
 The end has come
 And finally the music stops

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Reality

Bitterness sufficiently in my soul
Lack of tolerance for ignorance, and ineptitude
Self-centered in nature uncovers hidden ulterior motives
A sad reality for the world
Lack of trust
Lack of Honesty
Lack of Genuine kindness
How do we survive?
Should we have faith when deception and misrepresentation are everywhere?
Can we overcome doubt and disbelief in the human race?
Without a glimmer of hopefulness
Who knows what the future will bring?

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Disillusioned Dream

Disillusioned dreams never absent
 Empty echoes of my past
 Haunting  memories never disappear 

 Wandering continuously
 Lost in obscurity
 Misled and adrift

 Forever searching in darkness
 Emptiness corroding the
 Essence of my soul

 Lost in myself 
 No way to be found
 Drifting within the uncharted

 Invisible  in the shadows
 Heart afflicted with misery
 Anguish  follows
 no end in sight

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Prisoner of Myself

I’m a prisoner of my own soul & my own mind.
My soul must be blind to see only darkness.
I don’t know…
But I feel so alone.
Am I raged with fear? 
Or only in despair? 

No matter how I try, 
I just can’t seem to free myself from this hell.
No matter what I do, 
The shackles just won’t break!

No matter what I try, I find myself stuck in this lonely hole.
I find myself alone with this sound of silence. 

No matter how I try, I just can’t seem to breath again.
No matter what I do, I find myself inside this room, 
Where the world’s walls are closing in on me.

When will it end? Am I destined to never escape from this hell?

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Friendship Lost

I came to you the hour I was in pain
 Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain.

 I shared the many skeletons hiding in my heart,
 I knew then you'd be my friend,
 I knew it from the start.

 Troubles ran like rivers, flowing through my life,
 You picked the pieces up and help me through my strife.

 When home wasn't home to me no more,
 You opened up your heart, and opened up the door.
 
 As time flew, the air grew thick,
 I saw our friendship fading, and my heart grew sick.

 Now I sit alone,
 reminiscing the past I'd blown.

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Darkness

Darkness confines me
Loneliness envelops my heart                   
Nothingness pursues me 
From dawn to dusk


My soul is forsaken
Affliction fills my heart
In the mist of humanity
Recognized by no one


Overwhelmed by tears
Weeping in my heart
My soul is dying
Will I at any point truly exist?

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A Mask

"Anxiety, depression, sorrow, and darkness.
 Locked inside never to be released.
 Waves of overwhelming thoughts that drift 
 to pretend worlds and possibilities.
 Always having a mask on so no one can see the pain 
 Sometimes having control over your thoughts and sometimes not. 


 Waking up never knowing how you are going to feel.
 Anxiety? Depression? Or an actual ability
 to function as a normal human being?
 Sometimes it is a total rush. 
 Thoughts racing, thinking of all these great ideas and plans.
 Feeling great but impossible to think rationally.


 Eventually the mask is removed and the truth is revealed.
 With the mask I appeared strong on the outside
 but it was all an act.
 I was so blinded by pain and numb to the world.
 I thought I had control of it.


 Soon people began to notice it in my eyes and in my voice.
 I was no longer myself. It was like watching someone 
 I didn't know pretend to be me.
 Making me do things i would not normally do.
 I remember all of it from the beginning to end. 
 Every tear, person, all of it."

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Disillusioned

Life Corrupted
Innocence vanished
Deceit, Dishonesty, and distrust arise
Perception altered from hardships and struggles
No understanding of how to rise above
Condescension and arrogance all around
Judgement from everywhere
How can there be change without compassion and mercy?

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Secret

Obscured secrets
 hidden deep within my mind and soul
 Controlled by fear
 Suspicion perpetually acknowledged 
 Senses dominated by containment

 A house of deceit from lies which deception is built
 Burying the imperfections not to be shown

 My mind always playing tricks on me
 Never knowing if I will be found out
 Fear always in the back of my mind

 Will the entanglement of my deception become to much to bear?