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Self Harm

It calls me closer, its calls me near
'Just once and it'll be over'
Death whispers in my ear
Irresistible is its sweet entice
Staring down, which one to slice, 
I observe my previous tries
My unseen hurt and earlier cries
No peace in my mind, no peace in my head
The quiet intelligent me, long since fled
Anger and rage consumes me
My minds demons bursting to be free
The walls of my cage finally cave
'Just be still, just be brave'
I slash down with an improvised knife
'Forget this world, forget my life'
Blood oozes and drips down the drain
A slight tingle but no real pain
A Calmness comes over me
My last attempt please, it's got to be
'Sc*w everyone, that's made me into this'
The very same people who I'm going to miss
Tears stream down my cheek, 
My head feels heavy, I get dizzy and legs go weak
Darkness surrounds me, I get a glimpse of the abyss
I embrace the darkness, then hear a shriek.

Then nothing. Blankness, no sound
I feel my body drifting
I hear scraping, something's stirring around
Surrounding me, I can here creatures shifting
I hear a scream, I hear a moan
I want my family, I'm all alone
I hear cry, I hear a sob
And realize it's my own
I know I have sinned, still I pray to god
'Please get me out of this hell'
I start to yell
No sound out my mouth, only in my mind
No one to help me, no one for me to find
I've never felt so scared
My soul finally screamed and despaired
'I give up.

A light? ? ? 
My consciousness returns
As it starts to get bright
I feel myself falling
A faint faraway voice, I hear someone calling
Brighter now, getting brighter still
I feel myself escaping from this hell
Has it been months or has it been years? 
Since I was stuck in that prison, 
Trapped with my fears

I open my eyes, and look around
I'm lying in a bed in a hospital gown
The worried looks on their faces makes me ashamed
Sitting and staring no one makes a sound
'Sorry' is all I say
Mother start crying, my farther is sad
Finding me like that must have been bad...
I get a kiss and a cuddle, 
A pat from my father, 
My minds in a muddle
I still manage a small smile, 
And close my eyes for a while, 
I promise myself, from this day on and till I die
I'm going to be the best person I can
Or at least try
Like a old cliché
'Live everyday like it's the last'
Forget all the bad days, I'm leaving them in the past
The sun is shining, my dark clouds have vanished
My demons have gone, finally banished
Life is good, life is great, 
Forget wallowing in self pity
I tell you, straight.

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Storm At Sea

CRASHING waves... SMASHING seas...
Bringing sailors to their knees.
As they struggle to save their lives
Hoping and praying, help arrives.

The stormy seas as dark as coal,
Preventing the sailors from reaching their goal.
Battered and bruised, but still they fight...
Staring ahead, into the dead of night.
Rocking and rolling as they try to stand...
Hoping against hope, that they soon reach land.

Bleary eyed from lack of sleep.
Down in their cabins, huddled like sheep.
As they're rocking and rolling down beneath
Weary sailors above, resist with gritted teeth.

hours later, as the storm starts to dissipate,
It leaves a calm tranquil sea in it wake.
The veteran sailors know the battle is over, and they have won...
As they contemplate, other storms yet to come...

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A Donkey's Tale

I see your stare, I see you care 
I see your pity I see that you almost dare… 
Tears fill my eyes, sadness is etched on my face 
Look upon me and see deaths embrace 
I feel it in my aged bones, one day soon, I'll be free 
Death will be my escape, hopefully… 
Still I have many pain filled days to bear 
The weight of the world upon my shoulders 
Scraping and scuffing are the burdens holders 
Sun pounds down, I'm weary beyond belief 
I crave some water, some shade… anything for some relief 
Instead I'm rewarded with another pack on my back 
As my aged blisters begin to crunch and crack 
Knee's about to give, I try not to tumble 
I hear my master's irritation, I hear him grumble 
His angers building up as usual, I hear him rage n roar 
I try to set off, but I just can't move no more 
I see his anger, he raises his whip, 
It stings, it hurts as it's brought down on my injured hip 
I wait for the next, it never comes. I see him frown 
As I struggle… thrash… bumble… and fall 
Seems to take forever until I hit the ground 
This time I know it's over, once and for all 
After what seems like forever, the dust settles around… 
Eyes barely open, I see him run as he gets me a drink 
Water tastes nice, but it's not enough this time… 
A look of sadness crosses my master's face, also regret I think 
I feel it's too late, I'm just too tired and weary 
At last the rest I desired has finally come and I can sleep 
I feel myself going my eyes are getting bleary 
I feel for my brothers, who suffer and who have yet to endure 
For this hatred, anger, abuse and cruelty, I pray for a cure

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The Feeling of Anxiety

Scared of what? I can't say 
I got to go, have to getaway 
Heart begins to thump, to race wild 
Feeling frightened, alike a child 
Breathing quickens, I want it to slow, get back in control 
But it is like I'm digging myself an unfathomable hole 
Deep inside, I begin to drown, I am sinking 
I going to die right here and now, I start thinking 
Begin to sweat and body goes weak 
A quiet place of calm solitude, is what I seek, 
The whole world, my brain, my existence, I need to escape 
Sometimes death seems a way out, frightening thoughts, take shape 
Then mysterious nature of life and death, keeps me feeling insane 
Unbidden Thoughts well up, disease my mind, my bane 
I try thinking of my family my kids, this does actually help a while 
But then weird thoughts spew up, like malevolent bile 
People ask am I alright? I hardly dare to speak 
Lest I mentally break down and totally freak 
Stop being a wimp, get over it, You have a good job and life… 
You should be thankful, you are not poor and living in strife… 
What is there to get anxiety about, they say… 
It is a shadow I cannot name it, There is physical demon to slay 
Popping pills seems the only method 
keeps the unknown phantoms at bay 
I need help, someone or something to take it way 
Hope I wake up one day and it is all gone away

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Oppressed and the Oppressor

You can see, yet you do not see
A hole, where a heart should be
You can hear, but do not heed
The screams and cries of those that bleed
Can speak, but are strangely quiet
Oblivious to the disquiet

You can clearly see the discrimination
But are programed by the oppressors narration
Your humanity has turned to stone
Your hatred of the oppressed way overblown
“They are a different faith. Their colour isn’t right.
They are the enemy we have to fight”
You’re taught they are evil, your side is always right
Is it right? That people are harmed? 
The child, the father, the mother, sister or brother
Who these tyrants say are bad, so they kill and smother

Beleaguered and desperate, they had arisen
Millions now sealed in an dilapidated prison
and still their homes and land being forcibly stolen
These unfortunate wretched people
The world has left alone and broken

Your logic, “the invaded should sit and take it,
We are justified to kill and maim as we see fit,
Slay all who oppose us, scare them straight,
How dare they fight for liberty,
They should just accept their fate,
If to the occupation they don’t submit,
Stamp them into the ground, defiance we can’t permit”
The women, the children, the men, and the old
All a viable target, a fictional tale can later be told”

What can be done? Pause. Let go of hate, Just a fraction
Give peace a chance, stop the territorial expansion
Split the land and each to his own
Let go of the loathing, leave each other alone
Just stop the killing, every life is dear
Better to live in peace than in fear

(just my thoughts, your free to disagree)

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Worklife

Day after day same monotonous routines
Work and more work is that all it means
From this moment onwards until I'm old,
Be walking to work, rain, snow and cold
Depressed and lifeless beyond belief
I'll be frail and old before I find relief
Tired and bleary and eyes like lead
Thinking, can it be any worse if I was dead
Where there are no more worries or heartache
But I have to struggle with life, for my family's sake
So similar are the days, they all seem hazy
Another  50 odd years left, I can see myself going crazy
I want to sleep for an eternity. And wake up refreshed
Ready to take on the years that are left
But that dream I'll have to wait for, for when I'm in my grave
Knowing my luck, it'll be my old dull life that I'll crave
But where there is a will ... I'll find a way
I will battle up life's hill. Day after day
Like many who have come and gone before me,
I will survive and succeed, just wait... you'll see

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Myself

Why can’t I just be me?
Why should I care what people see
Voices say wear this, act like that
So what if I don’t integrate, 
and not part of the pack
I have my own style and look
The cover, isn’t what’s always in the book
Sense of myself is mine to seek
Don’t think to back me into a corner
To categorise me, as if I’m weak
My method is my individuality
Don’t try and judge my mentality
I don’t need the fashions or trends to impress
It’s not up to you how I behave or dress
Uniqueness is what makes us grand
Why be part of the herd, dull and bland
We are the ones people will remember
Better to glow among coal like ember
Just accept me, instead of condemn
That being said, now, how do I tell them.

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To the Stars

Humanity spread across the expanse of space
Into the unknown, as if a race
Starship after starship spread the seed
After that first step, we were finally freed
From the cradle, the branches were spread
As if glass roof was lifted from overhead
Billions of people chose to escape the mundane
They flew willingly into unfamiliar terrain
Faster and bigger ships were constructed
Go forth and multiply they were instructed
So humanity spread out into the solar system
From there, the stars, like a living organism
Star after star, galaxy after galaxy
There where wars on the universes tapestry 
Wonders where seen, new life forms detected
Love and death and other human traits reflected
This was a dream I had one day
Humanity needs to go, for here we cannot stay
We have overpopulated the earth, we are now forsaken
It is guaranteed to happen, once that first step is taken
It’s our only choice in order for civilisation to survive
One small planet is too small for so many to thrive
Stop wasting money on wars and guns
Instead explore the universe, and its infinite suns

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Terrorist

Control and power that's its intention
Goodness is its mask, all a part of it deception
World domination its only desire
Its sweet alluring words, have never failed to inspire
Generations have heeded its false prayer
Confront it, or accuse it, no one would dare
They prey on the weak, and exploit the poor
Sweet talk their way in, Slam behind them the door
Instead of one step forward, they take 10 back
Any sign advancement they blindly attack
They say they protect the oppressed and meager 
When it comes to killing people, they are way too eager
They celebrate when they kill a single adversary
Even if his taken along with a hundred babies in a nursery
They have a warped sense of morality
All they comprehend is subjugation, and brutality
Why can't they be normal? Don't they have a sense of reality?
I'm also a Muslim its peace I believe
Can't understand how these people, the devil has deceived
I grasp that homeland needs to be defended
But not at the expense of my religion, it needs to be respected
One life taken, is as if all of humanity has been killed
There's no heaven for these murderous people, 
If even one innocents heart, they have stilled
It saddens me when I see, a mother cry, a child weep
All went shopping, their blood now flowing in the street
A grandfather's sadness, a husband's pain
Happiness and love, they'll never see again
They're bullies in a playground, blight on what's right
If ever I had the chance, I would shoot them on site
Against all that's good, these enemies of mankind, 
Not all Muslims are like them, wake up, and don’t be blind.
All faiths have the extremism cancer, Islam isn’t the only one…
The only way to beat them is if we RISE UP AS ONE!!!!

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Pushed Too Far

I tried to be strong, tried to be good
But staggering through hell
I’ve seen things that nobody should
I see the evil radiate and warm many souls 
I turned my heart to stone 
Thinking it was enough to keep me pure
But evil creeps, hunts me out, I’m sure

Happy and carefree I use to be
Love in my heart, overflowing for all to see
Hateful world, despair is all I now see
Putrefying piece of cold dead meat
Joy there was, now becoming obsolete

We should each keep to our own
I say to those, who turn on me
The pain and hurt you unleashed on me
Keep it afar do not further infect me
Or wrath unknown, you will set me free
You will experience fury like no other
The deepest depths of my inhumanity
Will drive you into infinite insanity
I will have nothing to lose 
Retribution to gain
Blackness will be my soul
I will let darkness rain...


(another dark one :-) ...)