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Little bird

by left_for_dead
written by left_for_dead

Hi everyone..this is a poem I created about last year..when depression hit it’s worst..well here it goes,

Trapped like a bird I sit in this cage
Never once to show a bit of rage
Empty, like a book without it’s page
All I know is now..I bleed
The one that watches me has no creed
All the thoughts..on MY mind
Never are they..ever kind
My eyes become dark..I think I am blind
My mind wishes to just rewind
To forget everything I had once done
But, my heart challenged my mind…and won
So know..I still am forced to know what I have done
I am no […]

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The dream

by left_for_dead
written by left_for_dead

Tonight as we sleep,
When we aren’t making a peep.
Let’s dream of all the little broken things,
Pretend we are butterflies with solid wings.
Wish for things to become right,
As we sleep in the night.

While most sleep without a sound,
I toss and turn ’round.
My mind is filled with a nightmare,
Though no one really seems to care

Please kill me I start to yell,
I know I am going straight to hell.
The man with horns sounds the alarm,
Here comes everyone that’s ever done harm.

I then wake up without a breath of air,
But then again no one will care.

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