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Bubble

I'm trapped in a bubble
A fantasy world I created 
I'm afraid it's nothing but trouble
An illusion I can't escape
I'm trapped in a bubble 
A prisoner of some sort 
I'm numb I can't feel anything anymore
I feel it deep in my gut
Like vines wrapping themselves around me
Twisting and pulling my insides
It's devouring me
I can't feel anything anymore 
Not even sadness
I'm an empty shell 
A walking zombie
The numbness won't go away
It won't leave me
I think I'm getting used to its company
It nests in my brain
Killing me softly
Its hunger is too strong for me to tame
Too strong for me to control
I can't feel anything anymore
No one can help me
It's too late for that

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017



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I Am Not Worthless

I doubt my self-worth
But I am not worthless 
I’ve touched so many hearts
This is not where my life ends, it’s where it starts
My time is not done on this earth
I am not worthless
Without me, this world would be a little more gloomy 
My existence is and will always be important to those who know me
I love myself enough to know that I am talented
Maybe I can’t draw or sing or even play an instrument
But I am not worthless
Yes, sometimes I feel trapped and alone
But sometimes I feel as though I am sitting on a throne
There are still so many things I need to see and do
Through the pain and loathing, I have grown
I have too many friends to ever feel alone
The unhappiness that ruled me has been overthrown
I will not let depression reign again
I am my own ruler
I am the queen of my own life

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017

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Deal With The Devil

Empty souls walking together 
Ugly on the inside
Ugly on the outside
An army marching to the same beat
Tragedy is at its peak
They're not who they used to be
Dead minds
Dead bodies
Decaying corpses still on the move
They’re nobodies
Miserable creatures hiding in the dark
Lost to the feeling of sorrow
Waiting for something but there’s no tomorrow
Not for these empty souls anyways
Doomed to spend their lives in hiding
Can’t change a thing, there’s no use in trying
They sold their soul to the Devil
If you listen closely you can hear them crying
Once you make a deal with him, there’s no turning back
He’ll chop you off into pieces and burn you like wax

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017

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Young Love

Empty promises whispered to stars
Sitting on the porch while it rains
Midnight dancing to the sound of guitars
Road trips spent singing on trains
Smoke filled rooms that smell like cigars
Blindfolds and handcuffs playing games
Ecstasy high feeling like superstars
Sharing stories of sadness and pains 
Watching tail lights of speeding cars
Alcohol and drugs running through veins
Broken hearts and open scars
Blood stained sheets and bruised forearms
Speeding on highways and switching lanes
Drunk fist fights in closing bars
Morning after popping pills for migraines 
Experience altering young adult brains

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017

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Tick Tock

You’re forty and still alone
You sit there and wonder where this all went wrong
Living a lie and smiling through it
Cant hide the pain, you got used to it
Wearing a mask but honey nobody is fooled
Staring at the crumbled castle you once ruled
Oh how you wish the clock would turn
Oh how you wish you could set fire to the memories and watch them burn
Gave up seventeen years of your life for him
Now your view on life is so grim
Wishing and wishing upon a star
It’s too late your chance is gone
The clock still tick, ticks on

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017



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Trapped

Feeling claustrophobic in this cell
The walls are coming down on me
Retreating back into my shell
I’m not who I used to be
I’m suffocating 
Is it hard to tell?
These venom infused words are killing me
Chocking me out till I can’t breathe
Trying to change the very essence of me
Freedom is just a door away
But my cell doesn’t have any doors
Only a window sealed with bars 
Feeling trapped and alone
The darkness is enveloping me
Is this the end of me?

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2017

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Bonnie and Clyde

A happy ending was never written about two villains
They’ve dug two graves for us 
In the ground, we’ll rot until we disappear 
Life is too short to keep living in fear
Stop fighting this my dear
I already told you our end is near

Can’t you see that it’s us against the demons we fight?
Bonnie and Clyde with guns strapped to our thighs
Red and blue sirens are calling our names
We won’t stop until this world is in flames

We’re fighting for our sanity while saving each other
Our dreams used to be in color but even there we now suffer
Hell is the only place we can be with each other
I hope you’ve said your goodbyes to your brothers and mother

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2018

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SAD

Sad how I can’t even take my own life
Too scared of what might happen if I do
Too scared to cut my veins open with a sharpened knife
Do you feel like this too?

I don’t believe in a hell or heaven
Yet I can’t muster up the courage to do it
I’m stuck in this depression
I just can’t seem to commit to having my wrists slit

I’m sorry I wasn’t more cautious
Is this too graphic for you 
Are you feeling nauseous?
Sad that all I’m saying is true?

I’m sorry I wasn’t more insincere 
I should come with a sign
DO NOT GET NEAR
Maybe all I do is whine
Maybe I should just lie and say I’m fine

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2018

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Sad Eyes

I don’t recognize the image reflected in my mirror
Be gone I scream
She moves her lips but I can’t hear her
Please disappear
She can’t be me, I refuse to believe her
This must be a dream
I try to get away but she pulls me nearer 
I close my eyes, but her face is still in the mirror
Why won’t she leave me alone?

Her sad eyes are calling me 
Her sad eyes are haunting me
Her sad eyes are taunting me
Her sad eyes are killing me

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2019

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Words

Words have shaped me like a sculpture,
Like liquid poured into a mold,
Words have feasted on my soul crueler than a vulture,
Tearing me apart, splitting me open, leaving me exposed,
Words more painful than a pus-filled ulcer,
Left me trembling, huddled in a corner with my eyes closed.
Words have killed me, I was overexposed,
My mind slowly rotting, decomposed. 

Copyright © Laurice S. | Year Posted 2020

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