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A Thin LineWalk the line, thin and sharpA Thin Line by pinksomsom
You mustn't fall, lest we hear the truth
Your melodious lies sound as lovely as a harp
But the pain they'll cause is like that of a rotten tooth
The longer you walk, the thinner the blade
You mustn't get cut, lest you spill your filthy blood
Your lies come with a price that must be paid
And trust, fluid as water, becomes thickened with mud
Will You Be There?Lost somewhere between reality and dreamsWill You Be There? by pinksomsom
I fall and fall but no one hears my screams
I find on my left a world filled with light
And one of darkness on my right
I find myself in the middle and can't seem to stray
I am dammed to remain in this world of grey
To move from this path would require a choice
To one side or the other I must lend my voice
But I am content here for its a rather large range of hues
I see everything from both sides, such a great spectrum of views
And though a day may come where I have to choose,
I hope by my side I'll still have you
I Am AliveMy eyes seem dead,I Am Alive by pinksomsom
and I suppose the rest of me too,
at least, it may seem that way to you,
but I'm still fighting, still trying,
and though it may be slowly dying,
a fire within me still burns hot as hell,
even when the rest of me appears as an empty shell.
So I make this promise, sober and true,
no matter what it may seem to you,
I am at peace,
I am free,
I am the best version of me.
I. Am. Alive.
TiredTired of trying,Tired by pinksomsom
So why am I crying?
Tired of fighting,
So now I'm writing.
Tired of crashing and burning,
tired of all these thoughts churning.
It all makes me so sick, so weary,
Life simply feels oh so dreary.
Tired of being flooded with rage,
I feel trapped, locked away in its cage.
So why do I even bother with people like you?
Hell, my friends all abandoned me too.
So now I'm alone and no body cares.
Whatever happens to me, it's my fault not theirs.
(And maybe it shouldn't bother me so much. I isolated myself after all. But no one tried to stop me, no one was there at the end of the fall.)
The Broken ChainGrabbing on with all my might,The Broken Chain by SingingEms7
My arms are large and strong.
But when I try to grab ahold,
I know something is wrong.
The chain in which I clutched
Broke away in two.
The lower half fell deep within
The sea of perfect blue.
The upper half soars away,
Easily out of reach within seconds.
But yet it also seems to taunt me,
And with its copper it beckons.
I try to grasp the escaping chain
One last, final time,
But it's gone without a trace
Right when I thought it was mine.
The bottom half is gone,
Far beneath my trembling feet.
I sure hate to admit it-
But that part of the chain is beat.
So now I'm just stuck,
Suspended in midair.
Trying to keep myself up
When nothing else is fair.
Slowly but surely I drop to the ground.
Or maybe I'm falling.
Or maybe I'm nowhere
And I'm simply stalling.
I don't know where I am.
I only know that I'm no longer there,
Just alone right here.
And I can't bring myself to care.
PerfectionFlaws is all I seePerfection by ebony403
Staring straight back at me
Imperfection from head to toe
I am just not perfect
Niether is the world nor anyone else at that
But the world is so beautiful
Life has it own rythem
Frome the big industrious cities
To the most serene oasis
Life is beautiful
Everyone is unique and special
Even if they have flaws
True beauty come from how you live life
Not how cool or flawless you are
Open your eyes
Life is beautiful
Don't dwell on the imperctions
But rejoice on the few things
That go right in your life
ForgottenForgotten by kingjellybelly
A congregation convenes to
confront a cold corpse's casket.
Bringing before it tears, emotions,
memories, and trembling limbs.
Not a single word is mustered,
yet a realm of regret clouds the scene.
Tears graze the soil that will become
an eternal resting place six feet under.
Naïve mortals mourn the hollow flesh,
ignoring the omnipresence of the dead.
An icy breeze turns vertebrae into glaciers,
chilling any soul whose eyes encounter the casket.
Words would only interrupt the ceremony.
Tears only salt the earth, which awaits flesh.
We must cherish the memories nearest our hearts,
lest the casket, the corpse, and all else be forgotten.
Black-HeartOh look at her with ivory eyes,Black-Heart by NemoX7
Striking the velvet veil of starless skies.
Is she a draconian demon ready to bring ruin,
Upon those that ripped her life apart,
With every pulsating beat of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with crimson claws,
Maiming the satin skin of monstrous maws.
Is she a bedlam beast desiring to grant devastation,
Upon those who mocked her for a start,
With all the wild begging of her black-heart?
Oh look at her with ebony breath,
Purging the flaxen flesh of devilish death.
Is she a cruel creature who wields her earthly wrath
Upon all who took to hurt with such art,
With the aching echoes of her black-heart?
All Shall RecedeSand Castles will succumb
To the tides of tomorrow,
And the dandelion’s seeds
Are at mercy to the winds.
The sea ice is melting,
Meanwhile forests fall.
In an eventual anomaly,
The Moon will break adrift.
Somehow and someday,
All will fade away.
Children break off from parents
Just as chicks will leave the nest.
Development of independence
Breeds beginnings and ends.
We grow old and decompose
In a relative nanosecond
In contrast to space time;
However strongly we wish to deny;
Eventually all must bid goodbye.
Departure is unfortunate,
Regretful yet required.
Life is forged from greetings
Then propelled by farewells.
Despite this bitter truth
Live on, live long, and in the end
Take solace in that
It’s all meant to be.
No matter how strong the person
Or beautiful the sight,
It’s all destined to go
Like it originally began.
The outcome is certain;
In time, all shall recede.
EmbraceHow long can I bend until I break?
My heart goes numb as I start to shake.
All that lies with me is pain
You have nothing left to gain.
Depression spreads to all I touch
But I never thought I could be loved this much.
What you give I don't deserve
But my heart you still preserve.
I know that my actions are so wrong
And yet you have loved me all along.
But there's one thing I'll never see
How you could ever want someone like me.
My heart is weak, my mind is frail
And everything I try I fail.
I can't see an ounce of worth
But you still keep me on this earth.
I'll never understand why you don't run away
But no matter what I do you stay.
I'll never deserve to be with you
But I swear my love is true.
I'll keep trying until I get it right
I'll reach for your heart and hold it tight.
No more tears will run down your face
Every part of you I'll embrace.
I'll give you all of my love, forever more
Because you are the one that I am living for.
The Confused ClosetI used to think,
That all I'll love would be flowers.
But now I think,
I may love dirt too.
There was pretty eyes in my way,
So I shut myself down for a few days.
I banged on my chest repeatedly,
To knock this feeling out of me.
I understand now what it feels,
To be hiding with no place to go,
Since the rest of the world is unforgiving,
And the ones closest to you are unreadable.
"May I sink my teeth,
And suck thy beautiful frame?"
Are some thoughts.
If it's not on a deeper level, is it real?
If I am what I see,
Would you still love me as me?
I don't want to admit it,
But it may be true.
Or am I not.
I'm still figuring it out.
When I do, you'll be the first to know.
ObliviousSomeday I’ll write you a letter
You won’t know it’s addressed to you
You won’t notice the desperation
Won’t see there are tear stains
You won’t think twice because it’s not signed
Someday I’ll write you a song
You won’t even know it’s for you
You won’t notice the lyrics
Won’t hear all my rhymes
Beating in time with my heart
Someday I’ll paint you a picture
There’ll be colors swirling so bright
It might make you smile
It might warm your heart
But you won’t know it’s you who inspired it
Someday I’ll write you a poem
You won’t even notice I’ll bet
You’ll pass by or read it
And might say, “oh how cute”
And you won’t even question, “for who?”
Someday I’ll write you a poem
And someday has come close at hand
And I’ll hope that you see it
And hope that you won’t
Because I don’t know if you’ll understand
(And I'm not
I'm FINE!!! I guess....'I'm fine,' I said to myself
As I cracked am unwanted smile on my face
So beautiful cause I know it fits me
But why the glistening tears?
'I'm fine, ' I croaked to my friends
As they start to see some river flowing through my cheeks
They turn away again busy with their own works
But what is this painful feeling?
'I'm fine, ' I murmured to my family
As they started to lecture me about having friends
As I tried to shook all their theories I smile
But why bitter words fill my throats?
'I'm fine, ' I yelled to the whole world
As people passing by start to think I'm crazy
Seriously guys I said 'I'm fine, ', stop staring at me
But did I really think I'm fine?
Yes, 'I'm fine, ' I laughed at my stupid question
The laugh seem so off but it doesn't matter
The question tickled myself
But why in the annoying way?
"No you're not, stop saying 'I'm fine, '"
I glance to the mysterious stranger
As I hear a faint crack, my smile fade away
Aeneas LeavingRage is dew on thy lustrous skin
Dido, scented like my quintessence.
Pierced and burning--brightest horror,
Brightest image on the devout horizon;
Is the light of my crossing, now meant to shame me?
Why can't I turn the eyes?
Why won't you turn away? Oh Punic star!
Phoenicia, burning, burning,and Rome in dreams.
You will turn away, in that country
That last of meeting places,
Where death is love, and all those dreams
that once bled from our whimpering eupneas--they run.
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