Innocence

When they start to see what's written between the lines
When they concern themselves with the opinions of others
When they become self-conscious
When they go with the crowd
When they watch someone die
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Say It

Should I say it?
Should I wait?
My feelings flow quite easily,
but these questions are much harder.

God knows it's a sin to dare say it first,
but I can't help and almost say it
every time we say goodbye.
I know that's probably really bad,
but I don't care
Because with you....
no one compares.
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Cracks

I walk along these cracked streets
Taking in every crevice, every patch
And cannot help but admire
its character throughout time.

By night, the rain fills in the openings between the asphalt
By day, the sun rises and the water fades away,
And I cannot help but understand
that this cracked street and I have a lot in common
as I look inward and consider
all of the cracks
in my own being.
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New York, New York

The harbor of New York
Was testing my faith…
So I waited…
And I waited…
The fame was not
Worth the wait.

Wall Street lied to me
Every chance it could take
So here I am,
In the financial district,
Crying outside a bank.

New York will shape you…
But then, can you escape it?
This place can be a prison,
But where isn’t,
If you make it?

You can love the Empire
Or you can loathe it.
The fortunate have robbed us,
And I will not choose
To ignore it.

You can fault the business man
As you can fault Lucifer…
So New York, New York,
Cry me a river…

Rather than a lake of fire.

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Another cut, to distract the pain,
Another pill, just to keep sane.
Alive but dead in a tormenting hell,
Knowing, you'll never fully get well.

Scaring away the few that stood by,
I scream to the heavens and ask God "why"?

Finally, someone sees I'm a monster,
They see the scars and the reasons they've conquered.

What they don't see is the pain that is hidden,
Deep within my heart it is written.

Living is now my hardest task,
Loneliness and depression carefully masked.

What they don't know from the nights I hate most,
In my top drawer, a crumpled suicide note.

Yes, it is true, I tried again to get out.
But I can't let them suffer for my cowardice and doubt.

So let the days keep trudging on, sooner or later,I'll sing death's song.

By Remy Mq
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A Masterful Robbery

Even though I knew it was finished before it began,
even though I knew that I never truly had you,
even though you told me I had a chance,
it was only almost, but not quite.

Even though you told me you loved me,
you turned right back around and held someone else dear.
Even though I thought I was content,
I wanted all of you.
Even though you brought me to tears,
I thought it was worth it.
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Gods and Creatures

Sometimes insecurity and doubt course through my veins like a paralysis leaving me unable to move like a vacuum they consume my insides until I am nothing but an abandoned whole truth or a beautiful shadow of Icarus who flew too close to the sun and melted his wings.Read more »

Starlet

The starlet sits
At the edge of her bed
Thinking back to simpler
And much less wealthy,
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Taking Back the Night

We soldiered on,in cropped tops and torn jeans,
wielding soggy cigarettes
and shooting thin wisps of smoke in the dark.
Exposed are the small of our backs,
the length of our arms,
the sides of our breasts
to the passionate lover that is the night.
The rain is kissing and biting,fast and hard
while the cold leave sweet painful lashes
on our bare pale skin.
They do not bother us anymore,
we are used to the endless list of lovers
who has made their mark on our skin
but are gone before they could even fade.
There is nothing to do except bow our heads
and shake them off hoping that our mascara won’t smear.

By crazycutlady

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Special Needs School Bus Driver Poem

I see your pain through your sadden eyes
Your disability I reconize

You cannot speak but i know what you say
Because I am with you everyday
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Avard31

This particular poem I wrote for the beginning of a movie script that I am writing for fun. It is based on my beautiful girlfriend of three years. I hope you enjoy it.

This love transcends all space and time
Our only purpose is to hear "you're mine."
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Shattered

My primitive mind seeks knowledge of the unknown

My selfish deeds seek condolence of thine heart

My weary thoughts know nothing of remorse.....

The unknown is something I have not found,

The feeling of selflessness, love, and happiness....

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My Mind is my enemy by Chouaib

My Mind is my enemy

                        My heart is full of misery

Born again through every truth I realize

                    I will never understand why you lied

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For You Afreen

these are sad days
life was taken and memories flood
the good times
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Loving Me

Loving me is like trying to venture into the deep, cavernous wasteland of the shattered pieces of my soul. I seriously don't know what will be left of you when you return...a hollow shell of a human being when someone like me has disposed of you.

Loving me is going to end with the essence stolen from your very being. Not a very charming proposition, but there it is.



By: Evelynn Hohenbrink

Go To Hell

I've never known love,
Never been taken care of,
Never been held tight,
Never been told it will be alright.

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Another Great User Submission

So many things are swimming through my mind right now.

So many thoughts, memories, emotions, and demons.

They float by like sheets of ice,

chilling me down to the deepest part of my broken soul,

making me numb.

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I Contemplate the Night

as the crickets make their music
the fog pirouettes across the fields
while moisture fights cohesion
and rolls over the edges of the clouds
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Harmonic Resonance

Have you looked
Into the eye of a butterfly?
I have...
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