Health Teenage Poems

She turns sixteen one cold December clime
He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed
The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime
The core is sore, this shriveled...

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You wanna kill yourself
I think I know why,
You just can't take it anymore, the voices in your head are getting too high,
They like it when...

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To have dodged a bullet is heard by me as a clear soft symphony, it reminds me that all is a dramatized sigh of relief...

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Naked

I want to see you naked
But please keep your clothes on
I want to see you emotionally naked
I want to know all your secrets
I want to...

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I used to be alone,
nobody to talk to. 
Kept everything to myself.
Had a lot to work through.

then I got some friends,
they helped me for a...

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Live love laugh
Three comon words you know
But if you look more clearly
They mean nothing at all

This life is a labyrinth
And we all get lost in...

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Overbearing obsessions drown all rational thoughts 
Each shutter of my camera brings a high that cannot be bought 
My fragile façade flourishes with every snap...

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The human being
(also referred throughout history
as 'long pig' and 'hairless goat'
in the case of younger specimens)
Observing the anatomy and skeleton,
one can see that the human...

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My mind seems mess,
more worse than a match of chess.
Felling everyday the same,
like every video is roasted by
Khaby Lame.

Finding out something to do
hoping for something...

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Sometimes my heart floats along the clouds
drowning in rains and frightened by thunderstorms.
Like wet spells of storm strewn over a youthful summer,
it dwells in a...

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My lil lady is sorrowful thinking of what she's done
She calls me whimpering wanting to come home
The psychiatric hospital full of its treatments
Still can never...

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Remember
you as a young adolescent
dancing with all seven or eight,
whatever,
chakras
hoping you were soulful?

Until your WinLose mother
handed you a book
proclaiming you as sinful,
a spiritual salvation Loser
and...

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A Can of Coke with Juan
(Well, Diet Coke, because I care about my health, I guess)

One day in July as I attended the thrift store...

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Anorexic Girl

Sometimes she whispers in my ear,
a tapestry of pain and fear
whose warp and weft weave haunted days
and nightmare dreams through woeful sobs
and blooded screams,...

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Upon entering Methacton Junior High School as rookie Warrior, 
   (the sturm un drang sports team mascot) 
   no doubt this...

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