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I fell in love with a boy
Who never loved me
And I knew that
But I did not leave
Time it would take
For a heart to love
When it never had loved before
I fell in love with a boy
The trance gesture to the forestI only look into my night sky mirror.
Once had you mystified in the white snow.And there's no more than a witchwho envies people for their love.
I stare into my bedroom mirror,
A man is staring back
His stare pounds my brain
Leaving me with nothing but pain
His skin calloused and wrinkled
Eyes tear filled
A man who was once thrilled
Hello, can you see me?
I'm right here
The child full of tears
Waiting to be set free.
Yet no one seems to care
It is as if I am a banshee
Except I'm predicting my own death.
Behind you can find a shadow,
Continuing to grow.
We play follow the leader
I wear the crown
Yet, soon I will become the pleader
Black patches lay on my skin
Something, I need something to hold
arms reaching, hands grasping
for something... anything
to hold on to, keep me here
care.... what does that mean
I don't care about anything
My Depression and my Anxiety are in an epic love affair.
They do majestic flamenco dances filled with passion,
as they run into the other, with the intention of killing,
SLEEP COMPLETELY CHALLENGING MY EVERY EFFORT TO STAY AWAKE-
I OPEN MY EYES TO REALIZE-
SLEEP SWIFTLY CREPT IN ON ME LEAVING ME PARALYZED -
HYPNOTIZED-
DON’T CRITICIZE-
Life is no fun when you're counting it by the hours
Life is worth living when you’re gazing at this flower
Of what has become and what’s going to be
It stands bright and strong after stung by honeybees
Stuck in the Dark
By Maya Thames
Never would I have thought that I’d be here today,
On my knees crying,
Do you wanna know what I absolutely hate about you? Not dislike, nor envy, but hate about you? When you have bumps in life like a car that hits a pot hole, you shutdown, but why?
Why so sad?
They ask as I walk by.
Confusion spread across their face.
I can see it in their eyes.
They are judging me,
And they don't even know me.
I hear what they say,
Atten seeker.
My life:
Wake up
Fight with mom to take me to school
Math- can we stop now?
Lunch- alone, content, Youtube
Euro. History- like a soap opera, i love it
Come home, fight more, homework, shower
I am not the only one
who is afraid to feel this way
I am not the only one
who can't make people stay
I am not the only one
who fears life after dusk
I am not the only one
Smoke lingers, leaving a path you can trace
I see the ghost of my past wander through this place
Ashes shift, moving with the wind
I’d do anything to see this house whole again
Pre-mature Insomniac; a resting heart rate of 87 beats per minute, breath after breath, she abruptly wakes up because she knows that sleep won’t make it better.
In the wonderland of life
There should only be one use for a knife
For it would be a choice you cannot undo
Your life won’t be brand new
At day she’s a
Heart stopper
Eye opener
Heart breaker
Breath taking
Beautiful disaster
As I close my eyes every night, I dream of better days.
No more pain or hurt, no more crying everyday.
Sometimes when I pray to God, Im scared he doesnt hear me.
