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The Day I Met Anxiety

Frozen
In time
Stuck
In a rut
Trying 
To figure it out
Crazed
With panic
Drenched 
In the sweat
Of anxiety
Was the way
I would live
From then on

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I Love the Color Red

I love the color red-
It represents bloody death
I love the color blue-
I just love what it could do
When I am feeling mad
Wondering who I am
Walking through the town
With a crown
And a big ol' frown
Learning how to find myself
All from Satan
(Although, he is a man with patience)

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'the Voice In My Head'

I could not tell what it was
From a distance, it looked to be some sort of bug
As it inched towards me
It magnified in size
Thinking I was high,
I went to rub my eyes
And it got bigger than a ship
This was unusual and quite terrifying
I knew I had to get moving
This would start the wild chase
Between myself and this extraterrestrial being-
Or perhaps he is of the supernatural spirits
I think I figured it out
This was the voice in my head-
The one that started out innocently;
As my imaginary friend
Who watched me transcend into the man that I am
I have drowned in a neurotic ocean of fear and anxiety
And let me guess, you have arrived to make things worse, haven't you?
You are only here to stomp on me when I am down
You know I am vulnerable,
But tonight I am running
I do not know who you are
Maybe, you are here to physically guide me
As you did not do enough from inside of me
Regardless, I am making an escape
And never coming back
I do not need you
To keep me on track
Or to watch over me in class
Those days are over
And your presence should be no more

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Somber Nights, Strange Tales'

Somber nights
Sorrowful words
Written with a pen
When it really hurts
Different stories
About different things
Writing scenes
Based on all my dreams,
Trying to escape
This bleak misery:
The witches down the street
The man who lost his feet
The cat who went to sea on a sail,
The kid who fainted,
Then woke up reading braille
And you know, all those other tales
I like to write
On my 
Somber nights

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Writer's Blues

Writer's blues
Up in the sky
With a pen of bliss
As you sit and write
A wonderful day
Turns to gray
While you write your little heart away

They all read your dread
On that tiny, yellow notepad
You always bleed on
When you feel confined
In your own fragile body
And tragically chaotic mind

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Stuck

Stuck
Help me
I cannot move
I have forgotten your name

Stuck
With no escape
Only this abjectness
And the entirety of my pain

Stuck
But I have a plan
I will overwhelm my body with oxys
Then barf the life right out

Stuck
Now; in the confinements
Of a failed institution
Nowhere to go-
My only choice
Was to travel adventurously 
Down to
The furthest extent of
My viciously evolving thoughts

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My Notebook

Grab my notebook
Tell me what it says
I do not remember what I wrote
I was in the abyss
When you read it to me
I will laugh it off-
Tell you it was not me
It was 
And always will be
I will never escape
The plague in my mind
I will always be happy
On the outside
Yet buried deep down
Should always be
That
Rotten
Misery

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Howard

I watched Howard 
Lose control
As the rest of the students stared in awe
They had never seen such anger; such passion
Coming from the sockets 
Of a young man's eyes
He was quiet every day
He got poor grades
But he sure did love to write
And talk
So he would pen down
Whatever he wanted to say
One day, his lightbulb turned on
So he clicked the bottom
Of his pen
To jot down some words
Mrs. Jameson;
Demonized and angered
As she was-
Took notice of Howard's 
Self-distracting activity
And asked him to read aloud
He closed the notebook,
Staying silent
Avoiding that look
Into her vexed eyes
Until she said it
She called him a loser
Who knows why he snapped that day-
This had definitely not been the first time 
He was humiliated
In fact, he knew inside
He was just not liked;
Yet for some reason,
She had detonated
The bomb
Of his silence
And he had to scream
He had to cry
And curse
Telling her she was
The most despicable specimen
That has ever crossed his path
She asked him why
And that is what made Howard cry-
Not caused simply by a heavy heart;
But because he had no explanation,
Other than she has ruined his life
With that one word
That would soon
Be the cause of his self-demise

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No Title

My own tragic train of thought
Was traveling rapidly
And I had a one way ticket aboard
There is a
Very
Indifferent feature
About my personal train
Compared to other commuters
And such-
You see; it has no destination
It gets to the very end
Of civilization
Only to go charging off the edge

I tried to help the conductor
We attempted to slow it down 
That is when he spoke his final manifesto
Then, admitting this was a ruthless battle
And it was time for the towel
To be thrown;
He let go of everything
I was petrified
However, he stated
This was our destiny-
That our lives were simply
Never meant to be

It was reckless
To say the least
I remember every 
Last sensation
On every single centimeter
Of my body
And bones
I remember the movies, as well-
The ones that played calmly
In my head
Of my whole life
Before this death;
As we plummeted
Into the bottom of the earth

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I Love You

I love you
For reducing the pain
And comforting me
When I was unhappy

I love you
Because you were there
When I lost myself
And I thank you for that

I love you
Even when I scream
Seeing you with him
And you just laugh

I love you
That will never change
Although my life is futile
So I must end it soon
(Do not worry, 
I will do it when you are unaware; when the sun goes down, and you are making love with him under the moon)