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Scarlet Tears

Fires ablaze within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.

Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to end this pain,
This silver blade, stays by my side,
Because all hope inside has died.

As each day ends, and darkness draws,
The devil toys, with all my flaws,
I'm helpless, alone, a worthless mess,
A broken child, he must address.

I'm tempted when he calls my name,
A way out, an escape, an end to shame,
To make it feel a lot less real,
A deal with the Devil, in blood must I seal.

They'll say I died of suicide,
But no one knows how much they've lied,
It wasn't a rope, a blade, or pills,
That broke my soul, and gave me chills.

I died inside so long before,
To live each day, an endless chore,
Pills could not kill what was already dead,
A twisted soul, an empty head.

In darkness I wait, in silence, alone,
Rose-tinted nostalgia, all around me has grown,
I beckon the devil, with the key of self-harm,
And I open the door for him, with the blood of my arm.

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Dementia

My dear children don’t bother coming to pray or mourn
Whether it’s the hottest sunset or frosted dawn
You were supposed to be my kids and help my struggle
Living with dementia made life a puzzle 

Throughout all my senior life you were never there
When inheritance was involved you seemed to care
You couldn’t shed a tear, not one to spare
For your own mother who raised you with love and care

What selfish sons you were 
Knowing my condition it didn’t occur
You just left me in a rocking chair 
To writher away and die in despair

Although you are still my only love
I’m a blessed angel who watches from above

I’m the milky clouds that blow
I’m the diamond glints in the snow
I’m in each drop of rain
And in every ounce of pain

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My Heart Is Dead

The night i changed is still so clear
I swallowed those tablets with no fear
It was to end, the crying cutting and blank stares

To end the pain of living in despair
To stop the questions that i do not know
The question whether I want to go

The answer is yes
So leave me be
The answer is yes
So let me be free

What’s the point I am useless
What’s the point I am hideous
What’s the point I am ever so numb
What’s the point, i can’t feel no more

My senses are vanished
My heart is dead
All my happiness has completely fled

I’m gone already, just let me go
It will be over before you know

Hear I hold the knife of terror
The one who will be sure I’m gone forever
The one who seen me through such dark days
The one who’s relieved all my pain

Goodbye x

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Have You Had Enough

Have you had enough?
Have you ever thought you’d had enough?
When days grow dark and life gets tough

Took some tablets, and a few more?
Treating life like a closed door

Have you ever thought about help when you struggle?
Have you ever thought your life’s a puzzle?

You may build this vast fake shadow
At your lowest hiding in the hallows

You’ve had enough can’t bare to scream
Wishing this was all a bad dream

You down and chug neat, sharp vodka
To numb the pain and feel no more
You look for someone just to care

But you awake with even more violent pain
You awake with nothing but wind and dismal rain

Have you ever asked yourself why?
Maybe you were born just to die.

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Slave To Love

I never thought I’d keep a record of my pain
or happiness
like candles lighting the entire soft lace
of the air
around the full length of your hair/a shower
organized by God
in brown and auburn
undulations luminous like particles
of flame
 
But now I do
retrieve an afternoon of apricots
and water interspersed with cigarettes
and sand and rocks
we walked across:
                        How easily you held
my hand
beside the low tide
of the world
 
Now I do
relive an evening of retreat
a bridge I left behind
where all the solid heat
of lust and tender trembling
lay as cruel and as kind
as passion spins its infinite
tergiversations in between the bitter
and the sweet
 
Alone and longing for you
now I do

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Tidal Waves

In our darkest nights and our brightest days, 
emotions fill us like tidal waves. 

They can drag us down and pull us in, 
trying to drown us from within. 

They can raise us up or let us down, 
but if you don't know how to swim, you'll simply drown. 

There are storms across my seven seas, 
lightning strikes, sharks circling me. 

My legs are tired, my chest is tight.
I'm not sure how much longer I can fight. 

I gasp for air, I scream and shout,
But these tidal waves drown me out

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Lost Innocence

Wind whistling,
Snow glistening,
We try not to,
But we're all listening.

Loud screams,
Bad dreams,
It's very far,
But close it seems.

Sad day,
Lost our way,
All we can do,
Is simply pray.

Innocence gone,
Life no longer long,
We may not know, 
But we're all doing wrong.

Joy lost, 
The Holocaust,
We look to see,
Hearts covered in frost.

Wars fought,
Sins taught,
Making mistakes,
Hoping not to be caught.

Not taking blame, 
Pushing for fame,
As advanced as we are,
We're still all untamed.

Too much pride,
Needing a guide,
We will deny it, 
But behind lies we hide.

Hurting others, 
Betraying brothers,
Many forgetting,
To appreciate mothers.

Lies are fed,
Filling heart and head,
Through all of these years,
Innocent blood has been shed.

Children abandoned,
Lonely and stranded,
We're all wasting the life
That we have been handed.

Taking from the poor,
We're loving no more,
Fight to be free, 
End up starting a war.

People starting fights,
No longer enjoying the sights,
While mere mortals are taking
Our God given rights.

Soldiers killed,
Void can't be filled,
Pay close attention,
For pure souls have been tilled.

Need to find peace,
Work together like geese,
But greatest of all,
The hate needs to cease.

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Thankyou To All Poets Here

I appreciate everything that you do, 
Very helpful and thoughtful too. 
From the beginning, you've been there for me, 
When I was down, you were strong like a tree.

You offer so much, a heart that is kind, 
Thinking to help others, in your beautiful mind. 
Your qualities combined, are extremely rare, 
You wake up each morning, with a smile and care.

Everything you do, I respect and praise, 
You're a wonderful person, you always amaze. 
Wish to say thank you, deep in my heart, 
For so many lives, you're a big part.

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Nanny Don'T Be Scared

Awaiting the news, we feared the worst and hoped for the best.
Life was about to put my family through an unforgettable test
Mom came in, evidence on her face, that nanny wasn't okay
"nanny has cancer" mom cried "we won't see her for a couple of days"

I didn't sleep that night, that night was one of the worst
I have never been to a funeral before, and I feared nannys would be my first
I cried myself to sleep, and little did I get
I wasn't ready too lose my only great nana yet

After the hospice , I visited nanny, and I don't mean to be rude
But seeing her like this scared me, she looked like a skeleton decorated in tubes
It was exceptionally difficult not to cry, but I tried oh so hard
I walked over, hugged nanny tight, and handed her my home-made card

It said: nanny I hope you get well soon, I know you'll be okay
It's okay to be scared, we'll visit you everyday.
And when you get home, things will change, we won't ever fight, it's true.
nanny never give up, keep on fighting...
I never want to lose you.

As her eyes scanned across the page, tears welled up in her eyes.
That was the first day I've ever seen my nanny cry.
We hugged for forever, cried together, and quickly did time pass.
I never wanted to stop saying "I love you" for fear it would be the last.

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Beauty Within

I didn’t understand my beauty inside
so I cried such fountains from my eyes
nobody knows about my thoughts
And the scars on my body 
from the people who taunt

I could only cope with the relief 
With all my surrounding grief
It’s hard to stop once I’d begun
Although it hurts more knowing what I’d done

Nobody understands so they just shout
That makes me feel worthless, about myself with doubt
What will make them listen?
Without a fight
After all it saves me another malicious bloody night

So this poem is ending 
 I need to find an alternative
From the sharp tools across my skin
And hopefully I will find my beauty within