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A Secret

 I’ve got a secret,
Wanna hear?
It’s eager to break through
I’ll tell you once
If you can swear
It’s just for me and you.

I’ve got a secret,
Deep inside
Where others cannot reach
I’ll let you in
Behind my eyes
Listen to what’s beneath

I’ve got a secret,
Tell me now
That you will not give in
I’ll give my trust
Just don’t pour out
The truth that lies within

I’ve got a secret,
Listen here
I’m giving you my all
I’ll tell you twice,
As again you swear
Never to let this fall

I’ve got a secret,
Now you know
Keep it close to you
I’ll leave you now
Don’t ever show
The lies behind this truth.

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If We Could Change the World

What if we could change the world?
Would it make this life worth while?
Change fears, into braver thoughts,
And sorrows into smiles?
Hate, and nasty words,
To compliments and love?
Would sadness start to fall,
And joys would rise above.
It'd make this world a happy place,
With happy memories.
To the entire, human race,
Simple souls, like you and me.
Negative, judgmental fights,
That start our every war
Turn over, into equal rights.
Let battles, be no more.
Change all the selfish greed,
To giving, to the poor.
If it were all to be,
Our happiness would soar.
What if we learned acceptance?
To those, who aren't the same.
Sexuality, religion, looks and race,
Would be a similar name.
If lies all turned to truth,
Then trust would run about.
All of the pain to lose,
Throwing it all out.
If we could change the world like so,
For every woman; every man.
There's still one thing, that you should know,
The secret is,  we can.

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Troubles

Silent footprints linger on
Angry souls are all but gone
Wishes made to ease the mind
Hopes that freedom they will find

A simple song that's out of tune
A pretty flower rests in gloom
Rose petals dance through symphonies
Loving children reach for needs

A grateful heart must realize
That joy falls not from the skies
We've gotta take our lives and run
The troubles here have just begun

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The Time Until I Die


How much longer will it last?
How much farther will I go
I know I can do better
But what I will, I will not know
It used to be so little
The mess that I had made
But now I feel it deeper
First the pain and now the blade.
Still not as bad as others
How much longer can I say
They matter not, the marks I make
Now I hear them screaming
Both my mind and mass of fears
But now it's growing smaller
And larger are the tears
I'm less afraid of dying
Though more this, I should be
This strong will to keep crying
It tears and pulls at me
How much longer will this be?
The sorrows kept inside of me
How much longer 'til the end?
The breaking point; my bitter friend
How much longer, still I ask
The situations pain at grasp
I grasp this blade, that final night
No more time to make it right
Now more time to win the fight that must be won
How much longer can I take?
Before I say goodbye
How much longer will I cry?
How much longer will it last?
 The time until I die.

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Happy Thoughts


1 2 3
Rest your head
Take a breath
Lay in bed
Close your eyes
Your work is done
Hold the trigger
And drop the gun
Wipe your tears
Dry your face
Leave this path
It’s not your place
Sit back up
Count to 4
Relive the pains
Re-fight the war
Look in the mirror
See your veins
Clench your fist
And drop the blade
Thing again
Count to 5
I know it hurts 
It’s not your time
Count to 6
See yourself
See the pain
See the hell
Run the water
Fill the tub
Up to 7
You've had enough
Let tears fall
8 9 10
 Think happy thoughts instead.

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Again and Again- a Poem About Ocd

Troubles
how do I explain
these thoughts intruding in my life
in my mind
through each day
every moment
every step
gotta do this
gotta do that
again and again
troubles
how do I find control
this constant toll
forced upon me
if I'm good or bad
this constant toll
gotta keep going
over and over
again and again
til finally I fall
fall into the trap
no
not a trap
a lifestyle
I cannot escape
it's consuming me
breaking me
pulling my arms in different directions
do I fight these urges?
to build anxiety
or do I follow through
just to land back at the start
gotta do this
gotta do that
again and again
it never stops
it never slows
I'm falling
with an urge to climb
the higher I climb
the less air I breath
the lower I fall
the more anxieties
gotta do this
gotta do that
again and again
troubles
how do I bare this burden
hidden in my mind
a monster, from behind
turn around
face to face
now it's at a faster pace
A river
swimming against the tide
arms fatigue
no longer I try
I'm drifting along
down with the waves
turning and falling again and again
Troubles
how do I explain
these thoughts intruding in my life
in my mind
through each day
every moment
every step
gotta do this
gotta do that
again and again.

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Sorrow Or Sweet

I sing to you, my dear
This song so sweet it must be sorrow
This sorrow, too sweet to be so?
Do I even know
When sorrow hides behind the sweet
Hidden too, am I
Do I try?
Or do I put an effort
Just to feel alright
But how can sweet be sorrowful?
How can sharp be dull
How can light be dark
How do I part these feelings from each other?
Can I part these feelings from my mind?
Maybe they hold me secure
I love you, and that I’m sure
This sureness is what I crave
But how can sure be sure
If what taken can easily be gave?
What security do I want
What bond do I need
Do I see the sorrow?
Or do I need the sweet?
This I have
But can I keep?
Are you mine
Or am I yours
Where lies the floor, I cannot see
This love will never leave
Though like a lid upon a jar
The contents, might it pour?
Or sturdy does the table stay
Sturdily can I say
Do you love me too?
You know I’ll never leave you
I know you won’t leave me
But happy, can I be?
When still I cannot tell
The sorrow from the sweet.
It brings me back around
Down the stairs and on the ground
I have the question
It will stay
Any day, will I know?
What is it that I’m feeling
Do I need you so
Or do I love being with you?
Know you’ll never go
Is this the sweet I’m looking for?
The security I hold?
Or is this feeling stronger
Not of pleased, but need
Do I want, or love to keep?
These thoughts will linger on
I’ll never know what’s wrong
Or what is right
Are these thoughts of sorrow?
Wanting more
Or are these thoughts of sweetness
Having what I adore
But do I have you?
Or you have me?
Still can’t tell sorrow from sweet.
I’ll have to move on
The cycle stays
Every day I’m spinning
Thinking, to myself
Am I wanting Heaven?
Or do I run from Hell?
Sugar and spice
Sorrow and love
Which lies in front of me?
Which can I keep?
Though I love you so deeply
I’ll sing on, this lullaby
Sing my dear to sleep
Still cycling are these thoughts
Is it sorrow
Or is it sweet?
As you slumber on, my love
This love and thought, I still will keep.
But are these thoughts sorrow or sweet?

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Two Warmths

 Hush.....
it is here.
 What has been gone forever,
 has now reached my soul. 
Silence. 
It beholds every living thing,
 pulling it down, into it's warm arms. 
Warm, 
to be a soft blanket, 
shielding you from the cold winter's air.
 Warm,
 to be a fire,
 of which unstable sparks, unleash themselves, 
onto anything willing to burn. 
Keep your mind open,
 to see the difference, between the two. 
One,
 pulls you into it's comforting embrace,
 keeping you safe from all that is not. 
One, 
drags you down into the depths,
 of what can only be labeled, 
as pure misery. 
Be cautious 
of knowing the difference,
 between these two opposites. 
So similar,
 to fool the weary mind,
 taking one into it's grasp,
 never to find the real warmth. 
What may seem bright as day, 
could ruin the mind,
 destroy the soul within.
 Be careful, I say,
 as it takes a strong will to separate
 the two, similar feelings, 
of warmth. 
I take not more than a moment,
 to choose the vision of happiness.
 It pulls me down; 
it's warm. 
I feel all warm inside,
 though I am not. 
For what appears to be warmth,
 is flame.
 I find myself,
 standing
 in the center of the furnace.
 Warmth. 
The pain,
 unbearable,
 burning through my flesh. 
Warmth. 
As I had thought, 
warmth, is a good thing.
 Though, what I had had in mind at the time being, 
was just warmth. 
Not good 
Not bad, 
just warmth. 
I could not see the difference,
 though I had not taken the moment,
 to try and tell them apart.
 What I had thought I was getting into,
 was the warm blanket,
 holding me tight, 
against the wind. 
Without a second glance,
 I choose this warmth.
 All is good,
 until this heat, takes over. 
What is warmth, if overpowering?
 All that is able to see, 
can understand, the difference 
between warmth, 
and the chill of the night. 
To take that sight,
 and put it to use,
 is not but a simple task,
 as it may be misunderstood,
 by even the wisest of them all.
 One warmth
 lies in front of you.
 This being, the warmth of a bright flame,
 to consume all that will burn.
 Another warmth
 appears,
 being less than a hot spark,
 just enough,
 to protect your body,
 from the harsh night, outside.
 This one, is a blanket. 
That one, is a flame. 
The question that lies in front of us all; 
which one have we chosen?

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To My Best Friend

Holding on
They see me
Do they need me?

A best friend
Never any doubt
Never any lies
I know they are my all
But to them, who am I?
Through their eyes, what do they see?
Am I who they are to me?
Am I one that can't be lost
Do they see and love me
I cannot let go
But do they even know?
Do they know I love them
Do they love me too?
I need to know
What I am to you
What do you think, at thought of me?
Am I one so easily lost
Or can't you lose me?
As I sit and cry, day to day
Afraid this love will go away
Best friends forever, or just to me?
Or just friends will we always be
Do you share these worries?
These fears I know too well
Do you fear departure
From this friendship
Or is it but a simple though
A good friend, but not the best
Though I think of you so highly
Am I not the same?
Are we different characters
Playing a different game
I need to know
Do you think of me, as I do of you?
Am I over-thinking?
Or thinking too much of us
Is there an 'us', in your mind?
Or is it just of mine
I know you are my best friend
In my eyes, you shine
But am I just as bright?
Am I just your friend
Or a best one, to you as well?
This is what I need to know
Am I but another friend
For I am here until the end
But just a friend, am I?
I've have no reason, here to cry
For different people have different eyes
Different thoughts, different minds.
Two cannot be one
But the friendship, as I see
So mighty and supreme
Higher than the rest
You to me, are best
For this is what I see
But am I to you, as you are to me?

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Hidden Ecstasy

Looking around at the ecstasy
Color and wonder surrounding me
Soft footprints trailing on
Through the unknown galaxy

A whisper torn apart at youth
A shadow falls to see right through
Bitter ecstasies winding on
Through the unknown, we wish we knew

A world so bright it tastes like fire
Upon our longing and desire
Stepping stones beneath our feet
Aiding us for climbing higher

An unknown world that we've all known
Mysteries of joy wait to be shown
While we rest with bitter souls
Long for ecstasies to flow

To see the future is the prize
So take some time to realise
Time is all we need
For these joys to enter our lives