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The Decisions of Youth

The decisions of youth define our lives
The actions we take effects us forever,
And keeps us living on this tight tether.

Through the actions of our youthful days
It will define how we live in our older days
And through the misty haze of life
We struggle and fight to find the light
That gives us strength when we need it most
But very few lights exist anymore
All alone,cold, with no where to go

It’s the best I can do, maintain my sanity
By keeping calm, defuse the bomb that is my life, catastrophe 
Youth is hardest time, the time to struggle, the time to die
As its the ever flowing course of life, that supplies us with this natural high

As the years pass us by we will start to wonder why, just why
That the decisions of youth are all just lies
It leaves me contemplating, engrossed in the fact
That my life is abstract, I wonder lost yet intact

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Fight Or Flight

What’s the point of fighting anymore
What’s the purpose of even trying any more
The lights now gone from my eyes
All I feel is self loathing and despise
My darkness drips, hangs around my feet
My face, my features they all look beat

I had the light once, a long time ago
Bathed in sunshine I did but glow
Lying in that meadow my heart grew weak
Surrounded yet alone, I wasn't able to speak

To speak up to speak out to offer my hand
With the hopes of someone who will understand
The pain of loosing your light, along with the fight
When no ones there to catch your fall
The pain burns though your body as your mind ignites
Yet all you can do is stand,weep and silently call

I stand upon a precipice of emotion
Either way takes all my devotion
For once I decide there’s no alterations
A leap or step, each will crumble my foundations

Its not the fear of an extinguished light
Its off facing the fact that you need to fight
To fight for your life and the will to survive
The power to pick yourself, to make yourself thrive

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Mental Doors

It follows you 
It haunts you
It hollows you
It taunts you
It’s a part of you that has no shape
It’s the part of you that lets you control your fate

Hidden behind mental doors
Slowly turning, showing your flaws
The word itself hold so much power
Yet to get to that point when your choose your final hour

Suicide is the savour and the mistake
it stops the anger and all that hate
yet it end the happiness of whats to come
the good time, the better times, all the fun
that life can hold if you manage to hold out
through a personal hell that no one can count-
the damage it can do to an individuals mental state
ripping you apart, desiring your ultimate date

Depression and sadness are often are mistaken
the difference between the two couldn't be greatened
 As one is temporary and leaves you un-harmed
while the other is deadly with a sometimes silent calm
As thoughts of death can be invoked
And then the smallest actions and words can provoke
An avalanche of despair from which one may not emerge
At least not unscathed, battered and burned

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The Fear

I’m learning now that the fears always grow
The idea of myself becoming so low
Relapsing into an older side of me
To which I have and hold the key

Yet life doesn’t always go as planned
As people leave, I become unmanned
Due to the anchor which held me here
I can’t help fear the fear which which pushed me so near
Near to brink of extinguishing my existence 

Holding ones life in the palm of your hand
Through different methods you eventually understand 
That your life is so fragile more so than yourself
As it only takes a few seconds to destroy oneself

To cease to exist and cease to be
The everlasting satisfaction of eternal peace
This is the prize of despair, the prize of letting go
The prize you have to deny while secretly wishing it to grow
Your hidden secret that nobody knows

The desire to die is always there
During the good and bad it needs to be handled with care
Otherwise i’ll slip and with it i’ll fall
Into a place where there is no more

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Somedays It's Good

Somedays it’s good
Somedays it’s bad
Somedays it’s bearable
Most days i’m sad

Thats how your brain works when you’re depressed
Trapped in your mind struggling alone. Depressed
It’s hard to tell you how I feel
When all I want is to bleed, I kneel

I hate how it separates myself from the rest
In a crowd yet alone, my minds not the best
I wish to not have this I despise it so much
The self-loathing self-hatred, breakdowns
I can’t take it it’s all too much

As it changes my mood and I cease to be me
Replaced by an irritable depressed confused version of me.

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Light

I sit and watch the sun come up, with its interplanetary dust
Through tired eyes i’m no longer just
The events that have recently passed 
Will leave their marks, I know will last

Once a pure soul with white light ahead
Now bound for darkness my soul’s nearly dead
I’m reminded of that day by every single light
There pulsing, pushing halogenated fright

The flash of blue and red, freedom they say
But that day, never forget the way they beat me as I lay
In that moment I swore to sanity, the light to keep me sane
Trapped yet free I survive through the pain

Who knows if the light will find me at the end
Have passage through the holy gates or be left to descend
Into a place that reminds me of my mind
I see through broken tired eyes 
What lies ahead of me, what I will find

For reason unknown even to me
I sometimes find myself upon my knees
Praying for the strength to carry on
As all I want is to be free with the power, simple to appease

It’s for these reasons that I look for the light
To help guide me and find the fight
Of redeeming myself so on that day
I will be pure, light hearted and so I can say
The light I prayed for
The light I hoped for
That brilliant light

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Crisis

Crisis what the word could mean
Hope what it could never mean
I sit here contemplating life’s inner meaning
Only to realise I have no meaning

All alone and no where to go
I mean…there is one way to go

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Perhaps

It’s been a while since I last wrote
With my demons at bay I’ve started to cope
Yet still there are times when the rays of hope
Fail to shine through the clouds I coax

This isn't bad nor is this the end 
But another passing of a passed done trend
Of mine I once owned but now I borrow
Of the sadness of others… I feel so hollow

To the point when remedies bring back the loop
Of times i’ve survived and didn't want to live through 

There is no message in the words you read
Just a sad young man wanting to be heard
Through an invisible audience I crave to need
With the acknowledgement of the unknown I make myself be heard

The battles we face against the mightiest of foe
Have left me damaged with feelings so low
The greatest of threat comes from within
When your mind turns against you it seems impossible to win
Yet win you must in order to live on
If i’d just given up i’d definitely be gone

I’d have to slit my wrists or O.D instead
To have all my struggles slain and put to rest
Sadly however I continue to fight 
To see the light of another day, takes all my might

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The Struggles

The struggles we see can be terrifying
A physical force for which all can see
Yet sometimes the struggles find their way in
In a different form that no one can see

When you’re young the monsters are under your bed 
As you get older you realise that they’ve moved to your head
Their hissing, whispering chanting too
Of a world which is devoid and doesn’t involve you

They control your mood even happiness too 
Or should I say what’s left of it once they’ve gone and passed through
And that’s relying on if you survive
If you manage to struggle to stay alive  

At points of lowest you start to embrace 
The idea of death due to intense self hate
For me I’ve been struggling for many years now
This past year was better but now i’ve started to bow

Thrown back into the world of depression I sit
Kicking and screaming some days all I want to do is slit
To start at the top and open all the way down 
Until my blood, my life force is all around

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When the Fog Is Thin

Today is a day when the fog has cleared
My death wishes, desires all but fears
I beg for the winds of hope to stay here with me
As hope is fragile it’s when I don’t want to flee

Even as I write this the fog seeps back in
My demon arising attacking from within
Yet I know I must struggle and put up a fight
As people have been helping me add power to my light

The people who help me they listen and want me to live
As much as its hard for me to comprehend this
I want to say thanks for sticking by me
Even through a simple thank you it will never do

Just know that I owe you far more than you know
For the thoughts of death, they easily sow
But you’re the flood that washes them away mid grow

You need anything i’m there, I love you so much
You make me want to stay with your loving soft touch
You’ve stood by me through the depressed dark nights
My guardian angel always helping me win these fights

Thank you