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A Beginnings End

Eat bitter, taste sweet
Do this, rewards you will reap.
Fight, savour, repeat.

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A Poets Escape

Not a word unspoken,
You’ve seen it all.
My heart tore open,
I pour to you
Instead of alcohol.

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Breathe

Heavily breathing
My heart struggling to hold on
When will the hurt stop?

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Acknowledgement

Someone once told me,
Crying is acknowledging the dead.
Normally I’d agree, but
as I lie on my bedspread,
Thinking about who knows what,
I realize I’m not dead.
I cry all the while being alive.
I’m here but filled with dread.
So,
Am I soon to be dead?

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I Can'T

I must be perfect.
Nothing compares to the feeling of success,
especially when that's what everyone expects.
I cannot fail.
Failing is realizing that I'm not good enough.
The judgment from others would make me feel frail.
Living a life like mine is rough.
I'm not a jock.
I'm not tough.
I'm not a popular kid,
who makes life seem like I've run out of luck.
A burnt-out gifted kid,
is what I am.
Yet,
No one believes me when I say,
I can't.

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3 Words

“I am fine,” I say.
3 words,
1 lie.

“Do not worry.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I have eaten.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I’ll live.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I’m sorry for your loss.”
6 words,
1 li[e]fe gone.

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Stale Mate

Queen's gambit, denied
Life is like a game of chess
Waiting for a mate

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It's Nothing

“It’s summer, why the long sleeves?”
“Fashion, it’s nothing.”

Don’t let them see.
Don’t let them know.

“What are those marks?”
“The dog scratched me, it’s nothing.”

I can’t let them see.
I can’t let them know.

“Why does your hand itch?”
“Insects, it’s nothing.”

I won’t let them see.
I won’t let them know.

“Nothing,” they ask.
“Nothing.”

Yet why does nothing feel like the biggest something.
When nothing is the equivalent of fine,
Why does my nothing seem like my only something. 
My “nothing” consumes me like everything crashing down.
All at once.
It’s always “nothing.”
Until I am another something gone.

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Out of Options

No,
I won't.
I
cannot
fail this time.
Countless
times
I've failed
to achieve
perfection. What
if someone
takes my
place?
Who am
I, if not
the best?
I
cannot
fail.

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Struggles of a Teen

"You have it easy," 
is what they always say.
"Are you starving and not breathing,"
they ask.
"You have no right to complain,"
they mock.
Then why does my life feel like I've been living in vain?
Sure, 
I'm not homeless, hungry, or poor,
but I'm not happy.
They don't understand the way I stand by the mirror.
Looking at myself,
wishing I was thinner.
They'll never know how I strive for perfection.
But with every failed attempt,
I get a lack of affection. 
They won't understand the pressure I've been through.
Perfection, or you've failed,
but they haven't got a clue.
So sure, 
I'm not thirsty or in poverty.
I'm not dying or terminally ill,
but you don't know what it takes for my shoes to be filled.