Mission 93

I am writing this just to keep sane
Stop switching lanes and deal with the pain
I'm going to stay same and never give in to shame
I don't see this as a game, what I'm saying is real
That's why you feel every line that I spill
Every emotion comes from the notion
That we are the panacea for the poison
Explosion of our hearts started with the sparks
That ignited our greed amidst the dark
So now we find ourselves led by the misled
Bred like a hoard of cattle waiting to be shred
We focus on materials and ignore the cries
'Cause it's easier to watch from an iPad, as a baby dies
We work, struggle, and beg for a promotion
Instead of pouring our hearts into a positive devotion
Every person fueled by their own ambition
And integrity is at loss on our way to this mission

Coping 23

I write words on this paper with hopes to make 'em sell
But what good does that do if I'm still going to hell
Come home high but ma can't tell
I am slowly falling into a bottomless well
Going down down and down
And never coming up
Maybe I should just say "fuck my life"
I'm too fed up
Tired of being shitted on
And never the "shitee"
Maybe that's why I smoke 'till I'm gone
And even if it's wrong, I'm still going strong
But I'm mentally weak
Got a lonely tear running down this cheek
Got no friends, no weed
I won't make it through the week
Life would be easier if I was a natural loner
Instead of trying to be a social stoner
And these are my real problems no one cares to know
cause ya'll are busy beating me down, 'till I'm down so low
Below the ground so far my head won't even show

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Book

I feel as if

I am a

Hindrance

Rather than

An aid

When it comes

To the minds

Of others.

I feel as if

I should give

The words of

Others instead

Of my own.

For they require

Less time to construct,

And hold

More meaning.

By Laura Jenkins

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Blame 26

Blame it all on me
If your blind, I'm the reason you can't see
If you got a STD, I'm the reason it hurts to pee
If you're losing, I'm the reason you're not in the lead
Blame it all on me

I'm the fault you lost your job
I'm the fault you got robbed
I'm the fault your job is to mop
Getting paid minimum wage
Still by yourself, at your age
I guess I'm the source of all your rage
Blame it all on me

'Cause I'll just sit here and take it
I don't give a fuck, no need to fake it
And if I'm the reason you didn't make it
Blame it all on me

Even if I'm half way cross the world
It's still my fault
That you're broken and missing a bolt
Or that you're lovely relationship came to a holt
Blame it all on me

But while I'm steady being the blame
I stare at your life, head down in shame
'Cause while you're blaming me for losing the game
I take responsibility for what I do
If I fuck up, I'll be the last one to blame you

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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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Daily Haiku #17

my little haiku,
whispering your secrets,
- and desires

By anonymous

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Daily haiku #16

my Odysseus,
among the lotus-eaters,
- grey seas awaiting

By anonymous
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Daily Haiku #15

 my little haiku,
i have no reflection for you,
- nor laughter

By anonymous
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Plastic Room

Lying,

Backing up

Against the wall

Because the world

No longer

Makes sense.

I loathe

These four walls,

Whether it is

I or them

Who are fighting

And hindering.

Smashing windows,

Crawling through

The broken glass

To escape,

Just to be

Blocked by bars.

I want out!

Out of this world,

That seems to

Only care for

The beautiful

And charming.

Considering flying,

To see if the grass

Is really greener

On the other side,

But I lack the wings

To even try.

People preach

About what I

Should be

To please them,

To get far

In a plastic world.

Telling me that

I think too much,

That I should

Walk and talk

Like them

And fade away.

I cannot do

As they say,

Whether it is fear

Or something

Instinctive

Preventing me from

Turning to plastic.

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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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Notes 16

Why does life have to be so hard?
Why can't I just take a knife to the heart?
Rise above this earth and depart
Everyday I'm getting pierced with darts
I don't like this shit, it's not how I wanna live
I'm tired of being the sweat on your sleeve
I wanna get away from this shit so I can breathe
Thinking too much, can't free my mind
It's like depressing thoughts got me in a bind
I try to not mind but it's hard when you're on the grind
Always against the flow, and never on your mind
Never on your team cause I'm not meant to gleam
Or maybe life's about the need to feel wanted
To be in the lead and always be complemented
But how am I to do that when I'm not even noted
People always eat at me until they are bloated
And in the end I'm just the sheep being hoarded
No choice, no sense of direction
No point of pursuing perfection
Because I will always get the door, too used to rejection
I will never be your knight in shining armor
or your superhero with a cape
But don't worry about me, eventually I'll make my escape
If I get enough balls to leave the states
To finally embrace a life where I can't be traced
Where my shoes do not have to be laced
And I don't have to come face to face with myself, the disgrace.

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Dialy Haiku #14

take your places men !
smote the grey sea with your oars !
- there is no more

By anonymous
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Exhausted, I lie in bed at the end of the day

knowing that I have achieved nothing

but miss you more than I did yesterday.

Is it lonely there in my dreams?

I should only hope

that the memories in my mind

are enough to keep you company –

heaven knows they aren’t for me.

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Daily Haiku #13

 no delusions here,
no flowers, no moonlit ponds,
- the city bus stop

By anonymous
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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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The End

I don’t know

Whether I should be

Amused or scared.

To give in

To the inching paranoia

Or to laugh in its face.

To deem each new step

As a sign of something

Sinister,

Or to be delighted

By the thought of

Moving forward.

But I do know

That it is more pleasurable

To take on what comes,

Than to hide from it all:

Being dull

And cowardly.

Besides the past

Has always

Cried wolf.

It is foolish,

To stay constant,

To fear a change.

I’d rather howl

Of laughter than fear,

At the thought of

The End.

By Laura Jenkins

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Daily Haiku #12

like stray cats, loitering,
in front of vacant storefronts,
- skid row

by anonymous
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Untitled User Submission by D.M.C.B

It’s a shame now that it’s warm outside; we used to sit in the sun

smiling, joking about how happy we were.

My curtains have been drawn for a week

and when we said it couldn’t possibly last,

that it can’t be this good forever,

we were so sadly right.

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Daily Haiku #11

her tight jeans, new wig,
the ghetto street,
- her home

By anonymous
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