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How will I know when I’m not here anymore?

July 29th, 2015by Tristeza

You can’t take anything with you, the drunk surmised.
Not even consciousness, I replied.
When my brain is dead, where will my knowledge go?
Will it evaporate into thin air
Or lie forever dormant in its earthenware?
Memories of my belongings are hardly a concern —
I only want to know whether I can know I am gone.
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J

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Forgotten By Tomorrow

July 29th, 2015by andromeda16

I do not own this poem,Forgotten by Tomorrow was written by Kelly Deschler

She stands at the edge of the precipice,
looking down towards her future.
The last tears that she will ever cry,
falling from her eyes,
then falling into oblivion.
She watches them drop
as they disappear forever.
Yet, she laughs in the face of death.
Would it really matter if she took the leap?
She has been forgotten by tomorrow.

The wind blowing at her back,
pushes her to the edge.
Almost agreeing with her final decision,
and encouraging her to jump.

A thousand thoughts and memories
racing through her mind.

Her first day of school.
Her tenth birthday party.
The lonely, awkward days of her teenage years.
The day …

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17 poem

July 28th, 2015by alonelybird

I miss you
So pretty, your smile
It feels like forever
But it’s only been a while
Just a bit more till I die
I wish I got to know you
You bring a tear to my sad eye
It’s true, I love you
I love the way you dance, I love the way you are

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Disillusion

July 27th, 2015by Myragestatic

This place is mine, the feeling none.
Who are you to force your way in.
I ask not of what you bring, only of what you have left.
This is my platform, my disillusion.

And yet you take that which you did not sow.

Can I identify that which causes me grief.
What is there to scrutinise but the reality of this thing.
And yet I am here, while others are not.
I cannot take what is not mine to give.

When did I stray?

Was it convoluted, a misplaced thought?
How long can I occupy with such disdain.
I usher all around me to speak.
Such words have never been so plain.

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Weird

July 25th, 2015by XxNameGoesHerexX

It’s weird.

Thinking is weird.

It brings you to thoughts

you could never imagine you thought.

Yet you know that somewhere

that thought came

from inside

the soul

known as you.

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Not quite what you Imagined

July 25th, 2015by XxNameGoesHerexX

Your pain is truly tragic.
You hoped and dreamed.
However the world just
isn’t they way you planned.
It isn’t what you imagined.
Yet you sit here and say
“I will kill myself,
and make the pain go away.”
But it’s just a hope,
that something is better.
That leaving is going to be grand.

But what if,
it’s not quite,
what you hoped,
and dreamed,
it would be.
It’s not what you
Imagined,
not what you wanted.
Well doll,
there’s no going back.

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Itching

July 25th, 2015by XxNameGoesHerexX

A Poem Written by Myself.

The Itch

 

I have this itch.

It lives inside me

and I don’t know

why it stays.

 

I have this itch.

It burns my skin,

and I don’t know

how it stops.

 
I have this itch.

It sheds my blood,

and I don’t know

why  I’m doing this.

 

I have this itch.

It’s around my neck,

and I know exactly

how I got here.

~XxNameGoesHerexX

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I don’t belong in this world

July 25th, 2015by lumosme

Sometimes I just want to disappear into thin air,

make myself come none into existence,

forgotten by the crowds,

and erased by time,

I never felt that I will ever fit in this fallacy

My soul, my breath, and my blood

They are just deceiving illusion

I don’t belong here

Something tickling my mind

And tell me to run

Tell me to believe in something unknown

Somewhere I should belong

Out of grasp of the Fake

It actually not a poetry, it just some random words that stumble upon my mind. Something like this bothering me for years.  Somehow, I believe there’s a place for people like me out there, or maybe I just being delusional?

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I wish i was good enough

July 25th, 2015by disgusting

I wish being good to him was enough. I wish giving everything I have to give was enough. I wish loving and adoring him were enough. I wish it wasnt all about looks and money. I wish I could be the one to worship him. I wish I counted. I wish he believed my love was real instead of desperation as he thinks it is. I wish he weren’t superficial at all. I wish I didn’t have to be without him. He thinks it’s unhealthy to love just one person… and I don’t think it’s anything close to love to want a dozen or more …

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July 15, 2015, 1:51 AM

July 23rd, 2015by allisnotwell

I’m empty, but deep down I feel a very distinct emotion of hate, and sorrow. My mind is very confusing, to say the least. There are trap doors that hide behind old memories collecting dust, and I don’t have a flash light to rummage through broken dreams without being cut. Too bad my scars are not able to completely fade away, I can not hide everything from everyone and I seem to do a shit job at it anyway. But what I find is that the people who notice are the people who really care. I mean, if you “care”, that’s fine, but don’t hang …

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The Night Holds My Demons

July 20th, 2015by -M-

Night is basically my very own poison of the mind time. It is where all my demons like to hide and plan all the ways they are going to attack me. It is the time when my mind likes to remind me that I am worthless, pointless, useless, hopeless, and unwanted. It is also the time I make all my suicide plans.

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Serenity over melancholy

July 20th, 2015by lilodian4ever

(re-post)

Waiting so long proved to be a folly
But, I now choose serenity over melancholy
The battle is over, and I need to rest
For me, He knows, that’s what’s best

The conflict left me high and dry
Yet, there are no tears left to cry
There isn’t a question left to ask
In eternal serenity, I wish to bask

His laws demand that this spirit be set free
What it has missed, all along, it must see
A world away from any and all harm
I’ll soon be immersed in an ocean of calm

As I wait for Him to reach His arms out
I feel my mind devoid of all doubt
I ask Him to take me …

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Wrath

July 20th, 2015by lilodian4ever

With Him, I’ve spent my whole life
My bones know the meaning of suffering
What’s certain is no end to this strife
as long as He dwells within

For decades, everlasting, I knew not what to do,
but be the puppet He enjoyed watching me be
while, within me, He thrived and grew
savoring knowing that I’d never be free

They say that knowledge is power
and, in my world, I’ve proved it true
No longer, I’ve resolved, will I cower
‘Tis abundantly clear, what I must do

My nourishment is what he needs
to deny me a life that means something
Upon my food and water, He feeds
Deny Him that, and He equates to nothing

Starve Him, I shall, …

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If I leave tomorrow, …

July 20th, 2015by lilodian4ever

“If I die tomorrow”
doesn’t apply to me
because I died a long time ago
longer ago than I can recall
so, leaving is all that’s left

If I leave tomorrow
it will be simply for the best
I will know not of my past
, not of people who hated me
, nor of the many who just didn’t care

If I leave tomorrow
no one will really know
for no one knows I’m here now
so why would it matter where I go
replacing no one with nothingness

If I leave tomorrow
not a grain of dust will stir
the forest where I lay, one last time
will, forever, continue in its serenity
blissfully ignorant of what once was

If I leave tomorrow
I …

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Deprive me

July 20th, 2015by lilodian4ever

Deprive me of childhood
and I will find the devil

Deprive me of normalcy
and I will find creativity

Deprive me of your company
and I will find independence

Deprive me of expression
and I will find a knife

Deprive me of love
and I will find strength

Deprive me of hope
and I will find peace

Deprive me of life
and I will find God

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But I Can’t

July 19th, 2015by -M-

“I am hungry but I can’t eat.

I am tired but I can’t sleep.

I am depressed but I can’t cry.

I am suicidal but I can’t die.”

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16 poem

July 19th, 2015by alonelybird

How much longer can I pretend?
Not much longer, I have no friends
Surrounded, I explode
They’re closing in on me
The walls are falling in
Within my abode
What do I need to be?
To make you happy
Something imposssible
It means sadness
But only for eternity
That’s okay
I deserve it anyway

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One Small Crack

July 18th, 2015by IamHuman

I want this ceiling to crash and fall before I do

I want the pipes to break and flood the floor before my blood does

I want to see this building demolished before my life ends

One small crack

One small cut

Is only the beginning of destruction

I want to see this ceiling crash and fall

I want to see the pipes break and flood the floor with water

I want to see this building demolished

I don’t want my life to crash and fall

I don’t want my blood to flood the floor

I don’t want my life to end

It’s only one small crack easily mended

It’s only one small cut easily covered with a …

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July 16th, 2015by Dorothy Gale

I liked to dream that I would wake inside my self ten years younger
with eyes that would blink hope towards the morning sun
without cinder blocks of fatigue or the fine lines of age
I wished against rationality that my decade of torrent and
grievous joyous decadent nothing and destruction and debt and
discovery and growth
could be whisked away for a swift return
to be hugged again by a shell of ignorance
I don’t even remember shedding.

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a poem that helps me

July 15th, 2015by Dorothy Gale

The slam poetry scene in my state has been a veritable haven when I can actually get myself to attend an open mic/slam feature night. I hope this poem can help at least one person like it did for me.

Kait Rokowski – “A Good Day”
http://youtu.be/TjjaIwVxfTw (to see her recite it)

Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries,
took the bus home,
carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment
and cooked myself dinner.
You and I may have different definitions of a good day.
This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill,
worked 60 hours between my two jobs,
only saw the sun on …

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