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Maxwell Collier Poem
Broken Heart
How to fix a broken heart, listen to music, do some art, race a kart. They crushed your heart, so you pick up a part and put it back together, they never loved you from the start. Don’t sulk around or lie on the ground, even if they made your heart pound. I’ve been through this, so many times, that all I have to show are my hateful rhymes. You’re lying around while they’re laughing in your face, they think they put you in your place, they think they played you like a game, put your name to shame, but show them they’re wrong, life isn’t that long, trust me, it’ll hit them like a gong. Sing a song, but don’t act like a Kong, your feelings will go back and forth like Pong. Don’t frown and let them treat you like a clown, you can’t get through them? Go around. Don’t let them see you sad, make them mad and completely forget about the times you had, all this is true, ask your dad. Whatever happens, you’re not done, until that other person knows you’ve won, yeah, sure, it hurts to be one, but as long as you try, you’ll find your Hun, but while you’re waiting, have some fun. But the other person, you may have to shun, it’s not that bad, do not run, there’s someone for you, who will love you a ton, make a pun, eat a bun, draw the sun, life doesn’t suck, so don’t get a gun. Don’t kill yourself, it’s not worth it, there are others out there, so don’t have a fit, even if you’re falling down a bottomless pit. Life gets better towards the end, it may twist and bend, but you will find someone with a heart to lend.
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Barefoot
I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the sand, I will think about my past, while I’m staring at my hands, after swimming for miles, I am finally on land, I am always by myself, I am just a lonely man. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the rain, yes my life is getting better, watch my hate go down the drain, I have all these secret thoughts, I have all this hidden pain, even though I have these thoughts, nothing’s wrong inside my brain. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot on the floor, give myself a pedicure, I am happy to the core, getting sandals and flip flops, I am always wanting more, I will have to wait and see, what the future has in store. I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the grass, I am wiggling my toes, when I think about my past, rub my tootsies on my own, it is not an easy task, when I was a happy boy, childhood went by too fast.
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Broken Rainbow
I have to go, because my patience is low, I don’t play tic tac, I got three in a row, you won’t understand, that the things that I know, can go on forever, my knowledge is snow. This world is corrupted, corrupted by blow, I’ve been through so much, but have nothing to show, you may ask if its now, but the answer is no, I have a freezer, but nothing to stow. I’m on such a roll, no you can’t stop my flow, I’m as dark as a dove, but as white as a crow, I do want to live; I hope life goes by slow, now no one can fix, my broken rainbow.
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Broken Mind
Yes I am going insane, my mind is shattering like glass, my voices fight like every day and my thoughts are racing fast, I’m not real I am a myth, I’m a legend just like Bast, I’ll take off my shoes and socks, and walk barefoot in the grass. Digging deeper in my mind, I am tearing it in two, wish I knew what’s going on, but I haven’t got a clue, there is no way I can stop this, there is nothing I can do, I do not know what is false, I do not know what is true. I’m playing the game of Saw, yes my mind’s a giant trap, going crazy over here, yes I really need a slap, I am tired of these thoughts, so I get in bed and nap, I shall navigate my mind, but first I will need a map. Yes the layers of my mind, they begin to start to peel, yes my mind is made of copper, but my heart is made of steel, what is going on inside? I do not know what to feel, I do not know what is fake, I do not know what is real.
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I was robbed of my years, I was robbed of my days, I was robbed of hello's I was robbed of the hey's, I only saw black and white, I was robbed of the grey's, I was robbed of the fun, I was robbed of the phase. I was robbed of romance, I was robbed of high school, yes my time there was short, what I got was uncool, everyone strayed from me, yes I felt like a ghoul, I was robbed of events, I was robbed of the pool. I was robbed of the test, I never had a sweetheart, I was robbed of the stage, I was robbed of the cart, I was robbed of projects, I was robbed of the part, I was robbed of music, I was robbed of the art. I was robbed of the cap, I was robbed of the gown, every time I think about it I want to cry I want to frown, I was robbed of my queen, I was robbed of my crown, I was robbed of the up, I was robbed of the down. I was robbed of P.E, I was robbed of the track, I was robbed of the girls, even though that I lack, I was robbed of the sports, I was robbed of my pack, didn't like what I had, I’d just skip class and slack. I was robbed of the lunch, I was robbed of the meals, I was robbed of nature, I was robbed of the feels, I was robbed of my friends, I was robbed of the deals, I was robbed of my prom, I was robbed of the wheels. I was robbed of spiked punch, I was robbed of a date, I was robbed of prom sex, graduation was great, (cough cough sarcasm) I was robbed of the choice, I was robbed of soul mate, what I got was instead, more abuse on my plate. I was robbed of the joy, I was robbed of the tears, I was robbed of balloons, I was robbed of careers, I was robbed of the song, I was robbed of my peers, I was robbed of my life, and it still grinds my gears.
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Black Sun
The sky is red, the sun is black, I’m riding a rollercoaster but my mind is off track. There are lots of ups and downs, smiles and frowns, even kings placing crowns on the heads of clowns. But I really don’t care, life isn’t fair, God has given me a life I can hardly bear, but still to ruin my life, I do not dare. Everyday I ask him, why can’t you share? My life is going, I just don’t know where, because a life like mine is kind of rare. What do I do, while there’s love in the air? Other people kiss while I just sit and stare, I look to my left and there’s nobody there, I look to my right and there’s a pair, people look at me funny, like there’s sand in my hair. The clouds are red, the rain is black, I may have left but I’ll never be back, but what I can say is, there’s nothing I lack, my life already sucks, please cut me some slack. I look at the trees, I look at the sky, but what is the point when I just want to die? Why? Why do I try? When every time I fail all I do is cry. And how can I be calm when I’m jealous of every guy? My heart is grounded, while my mind wants to fly, you can guess by what I write that I’m also kind of shy, why do I need them? All they do is lie. I try to be nice, but they just punch me in the eye, and when I’m upset, all they do is pry, my mind is plain, but seasoned, like a French fry. The clouds are blue, the sky is white, my mind is racing faster than the speed of light, my life just gets worse, but I still have to fight, why am I like this? It’s just not right. Life is taller than me, I’m not its height, I fly through the sky, but still held to the ground, just like a kite, and why are people scared when they know I don’t bite? You can tell my whole life, just by what I write, I sleep during the day, and fly through the night, and I’m pushing a boulder, with all my might. But I’m getting nowhere, my hands are bare; I love the dark, so give me a scare, I lost my mind and my soul, they were a pair. Sometimes I just sit, just sit and think, think that I can’t end up in the brink, my mind is empty and cold, like a skating rink, I don’t care if people say I stink, because I already know that I’m their main link, I have a cup, but nothing to drink. I live in a shack, I peek through the crack, and when I look outside, all I see is black.
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I’m criminally insane, I’ve got a lot on my brain, my life's down the drain, and I’m riding a train. The ghost has been slain, I’m using a cane, to walk on this gravel and escape from the crane. The world is corrupt, and thrown into Bane, I’ve taken more walks, down memory lane, than I care to admit, it’s left such a stain, nothing to lose, and so much to gain. I jump from the plane, I’m wrapped in a chain, I wish I could train, but life is so plain. I walk between rain, I have so much pain, I’m so far from sane, my life is so small, as small as a grain. If I told you, that life was dark, I was born in the world, so I could leave a mark, I have soulless eyes, but not like a shark, I’ve been driving for years and still nowhere to park. What if I said, that life was scary? If fantasy is real, then it shows up rarely, I don't care about cheese, but I do love the dairy, there is no smooth ride, when life is so hairy. The end of the world, is coming near, I have to admit, that the future is clear, I reek of essence, the essence of fear, I’ve been driving so long, I forgot how to steer. I’ve been trapped, in this place, I can’t defend, my mental case, for years to come, a lonely face, it’s time to be done, and finish the race.
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Candlelight
No, no, it’s alright, please enjoy, my candlelight, I wish to serve, I wish to fight, toss my love, into the night.
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Better Life
I am happy for myself, life is better than the past, I want life to go by slow, but I grew up way too fast, I will always come in first, I will never come in last, I’m successful in my life, I won’t hide behind the mask. All the bad things in my past, I am doing better now, I have changed so very much, I am asking myself how? I’ve accomplished many things, making everybody proud, if you’ve seen how much I’ve changed, I just know you would be wowed. I am doing so much better, doing well and doing good, no more cutting on my arms, no more pulling up my hood, there’s a fire in my soul, but my heart is made of wood, everything is clearer now, everything is understood. I’m the king of my own world, I am living the good life, maybe one day in the future, maybe I will have a wife, I will never need a gun, but I’d love to use a knife, I don’t want to kill myself, I just want to end my strife.
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Black Shadows
I sit by myself, in these black shadows; I see a flash in my mind, of me hanging from the gallows. I’m by myself, all alone in the dark; my mind is a sea, with an all black shark. I’m in the dark, all alone, I’m on a field, but I’m not in the zone, my life was carved with a knife and set in stone, and now there's nothing left, but broken bone.
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