Health Anger Poems

Where art thou unknown spellcaster?

If in fact such a female and/or male exists
an insufferable existence clamors for surcease
against riptide of ineradicable anguish.

Living hand to mouth
for...

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In the mirror's cold embrace, a war of words ignite,
One soul fractured, battling self, beneath the pale moonlight.
The darkness snarls, a serpent's tongue, with venom...

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You say one thing 

Then change your mind once 

More to please yourself 

Or perhaps to play with yourself 

Twisting what you say 

Like pretzels...

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I'm praying that you make it I'm aware of what you facing,

Life can make you feel complacent but to me you're so amazing,

More to me...

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Fraught as an extremely socially anxious younger person...

hashtagged introvertedness trademark
silently exorcised, ostracized, and vilified
Impossible mission to resuscitate...
a forsaken promising
(even short lived) friendship
regardless of expressed gender
exhibited...

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I could fill a bottle with air,  
sunken by liquid depression.    
A matter so densely populated.     
by...

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I've Lost All Sense

I gave you everything I had
All of me
I held nothing back
I believed
You were a man of integrity
But you were less than honest
You...

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In the realm of existence, where time unfolds,
A tale of wonder, in verses untold.
A symphony of life, in hues of vast,
A saga of futures, present,...

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Doesn't it take boldness and strength
to purse visions with a constant beat,
and be thrilled when two people meet? 
Dreams have bright and dark colors,
and each...

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I can’t breathe it is killing me. It’s so I can see is this void happening below me I can’t wake up that’s a trap...

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Raw are these words that grace my pages,
I've learnt to live with my troubles through out the ages
My body's is free,
but my mind is locked...

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i remember your bedroom at your moms house,

Thin walls and black blankets.

A energy drink and my perfume resting on your side desk,

The journal you’d draw...

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I want  to crawl inside a crevice
Live behind the walls
Hide deep with the darkness
No sun or light at all
I want noone to see me
They...

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Get out of my head mister chatterbox!

Ransacking treasure trove 
of maximum headroom.

To remedy a fate worse than death
or orange hair oaf becoming 
forty seventh president
or...

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I'm concerned for the health of Common Sense,
She's notably missing when needed most.
And though Her absence comes at our expense,
no one can fill Her shoes,...

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