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I can see you lurking in the darkness, I can hear your voice in my head, I've felt the tear drops as they've fallen due to the horrible things
Athena stands on the front lines Forever battle ready Armed with words and a shield of silence She's going to break down the enemy.
LISTEN! Can you hear them The sounds of the war drums The cries for battle The thundering of Hundreds of horses Many willing to die with honor Many willing to sacrifice Many ready to die
Things swarm inside my head I can't breathe I can't think When will it stop? When things become calm They come back like soldiers I fight to get free Then things become unclear I am so exhausted I want to give up They back up and give space It i
The world is dry and I wish to find an oasis, I am delirious with thirst and the scorpion's poison looks like lemonade I am trying not to turn to toxin but the things I feel are tragic I wish to have no part in them
I entered the cold and windy sea To see what I could see There was something I had in mind A treasure I couldn’t find I was searching for a crab To fit the habitat that I had
You want me to feel broken Alone, nowhere to go I’ve heard the blades you’ve spoken I have the scars to show But I won’t stand by complacent Won’t let you spread your hate
These heavy hearted warriors With medals on their wrists These sadness stricken gladiators The world can not resist. They fight their daily battles
Failure. It always going to be this bad. Grown so desolate, so indulged, so scared. Do what you want to do. Do what you can do. Do the best that you can to succeed.
Battle angel, battle angel, hear my cry to charge, I'm ready to have faith in you, don't leave me here alone, In perfect rhythm, marching out, they come for me at large,
Silence is my enemy A true and worthy foe. It reminds me of my pain, And throws away my hope. It enlists its deadly ally,
The sun Set on the King, His crown gleaming as he, Shrieked with hatred That the sun was commanding the attention Of the world.
I open my mind's lid like the drawer of a filing cabinet. It is the place where thoughts, dreams, and memories thrive. Letters of knowledge organized just like books in a library.
They are lost and scared But, nobody has cared We were wrong They thought they just didn't belong They put on a mask They try to act naturally
i am deep in a forest; disoriented. my vision blurs with tears, my legs buckle and I crawl hands and knees, through mud and thickets, my skin shredded by thorns, sweat running down my back.
I’m an ambitious man. A tool of destiny, a puppet of fate, transcending all of humanity. Cunning and charismatic, I seek
I am not saying I’m suicidal,I think I just get tired easily,It’s always a battle of survival,To fight to live a life successfully,
January 29, 2018 Dear all those who love me, It sits there menacingly, waiting It’s come back around, and it’s ready for a fight I’ve prepared my armor…my guns
No one is like me This is a blessing and a curse No one is as detail oriented as I am No one thinks like me
Dear Death, We are Strong! Yes, broken, but Strong. We have seen you near and far And getting closer, so it seems. Yet this time our encounter Won't be more than just a banter.
Dear You, This is my least favorite part of my day. I can never escape her eyes. And my body can never escape her judgments. "Bent, broken, barbed" That's all she seems to say as her nails
The horn calls The sky falls The wind blows With the sun aglow The soldiers toiled in their plight The bird on the trees took head and took flight Violence for ages, sun up till sundown
A little girl, princess of Troy Was never one that had much joy Her tale is of great tragedy Her life has inspired much study Apollo gave the gift to know But cursed her all those years ago
I used to look watch and judge those who didn't think like me I used to criticize make fun of and put down those who didn't act like me But of course life has a way of turning
Suck a M.C. in the place to be mixing dope rhymes living out my fantasy. Going down breaking you need someone to take your hand Snake pit lions den you need someone to be your friend, Rolling down the street in my Benz
Why? Why do we hope for peace when people die and people bleed? Why? Why even mention the word when people continue to let this more forward? Why let this happen? Why let them die? Why start a war with guy against guy?
The sad part is how easy it would be to just give it all up. To forget the work to forget the dream the sweat the blood the tears. It is a matter of will they say
You must kill the beast, That's what I've been told, Bring your blade 'tween its eyes, Like in the days of old.
War is hell. People die, gasping for breath, Struggling to survive, The things they carried on their backs weigh them down like chains, Drowning them. They drown in regret, They drown in sorrow,
The overwhelming exhale as I awake from a nightmare, those endless encounters with the fear of isolation, only drives me to become a more compelling individual who's mind is yet to be freed from torment and confusion. 'Expect the unexpected' the c
My battles are not won through soldiers. I, rather, battle what cannot be seen. The war is ugly, brutal.
The sea is mighty and great With tides threatening to consume everything The air is misty with the ocean spray And loud with the wave's roar The sight is a beautiful one indeed
So long ago In the snow The row of faces The cheerful row The stamping horses My calvary Brought the forces To foe's fallacy With judgement's reign Our arrows aflame
Let me tell you where I'm at Here at night supposedly alone, Listening to songs that make me feel whole. However there is Disappointment, Self hate and his sister Anxiety, All of them sleeping over.
"Don't you dare forget the sun, love" That's what the song said. Then the question remains of why? Why do those words mean so much to me? Why do they haunt my mind? The answer is the sunshine.
It's hard to see how close we are to the edge. We'd be dead with just one step. Just one move--we'd lose our way. Every day, on the brink of insane A fragile line to separate the sides
She's drowning It's heavy Weighing her down Realizing Long ago That she can't Swim Feeling weightless But the bad kind That makes you Feel like a shadow Like air
the darkness consumes the heart and the battle with God begins, but with the power of the love is revealed through his amazing grace and now im free from the power of hell
I plant my feet slowly and reach out all around Fingertips brushing up against the thoughts in my head They seem to scream but my lips are bound Shushing them, I see my mind was mislead
When the raging battle seeks to steal my joy, My tears trickle down my face. That's when I like to employ, My unbeatable fighting Ace. I lay down the Truth, Let the lies flee.
Strength is about determinationthe power one has when things get toughFighting through the frustrationand remembering that life can be rough
The stirring of shadows The waking of dreams A last stand in battle No one hears you scream But you made it through Which is worse to you Pretending to be okay
I did not ask for struggle, I did not begin it. But when it is presented, I intend to win it. No matter the uphill battle, No matter the stricken tears. At the end of every struggle,
"Dancing shadows Deep and dark Flying arrows Met their mark Weary gallows Done their part No more follow Lost their heart Inside is hollow They lost their spark
" We cannot escape They are coming With poisoned words And glinting swords We cannot escape They are marching Towards us and towards the war We cannot escape
"Find yourself Your not from here Your fatal flaw Your fatal fear Find you friend Keep them near Into the depths Over the edge you peer
"A battle within a battle A heart within a heart I'd be lost without you I don't know where to start But as I look away My anger turns to shame To yell would not be right
all i need all i need is a reason. all i need is a wish. all i need is a goal. all i need is ambition. all i need is belief.
Soldier of Christ I tend to see too many people going through their relationship with Christ like it's a job. Being a part-time Christian, but expecting a full time God.
Gen’rally, as pirates go There’s something that you ought to know If you’re looking for some friendly sands, Don’t winter down at Ireland There’s a Scottish Scourge, by name MacCaddock
falling deeper, deeper and deeper
I have built myselfFrom the ashesOthers will not determine My fateTired of being the girlIn the shadowsI will Take your breath awayYour opinion No longer mattersIt is Dead to meI will riseTo the occasion And defeat My inner enemy
Cancer, I want answers Oh, Why did you hurt me so? Cancer, Like a tiny dancer, I have been weakened, Why do I feel mistreated? Cancer, I hear the banter,
Looking at the ground,
My Grandma’s Strength Your days span almost a century, Reaching back into misty foreign times Now only a few have seen that Which your eyes have witnessed Harder times, simpler times
Sometimes i feel like the lowest of the low. I feel like I am a plague and that's only me being vague.
Death is unproblematic, Life is arduous, Death is serene, Life is clamorous. Death is relaxed, Life is wild,
Come, Sit down and view my world Let me take you in They say my name As if it is I that should be ashamed. And yet, I win another battle
Breathe in, breathe out. You can take my hair, you can take my blood; take my happiness, but never my love. You can take my memories, you can take the good times; let me move on, let me close my eyes.
Sometimes love isn't enough to keep loved ones from breaking It's part of this game we're all playing, dark against light, Who will win?
Now it is March,And thus begins the feudWinter or Spring? Warm or cold?Will the earth be renewed?Sick and tired of bitter wind,Most are ready for Spring.Winter gathers her few supporters
I look at us today, Who we are, Who we were, And I remember What was before, How memories built us Into who we are today. How they will continue Building us up, Until we break,
Our past defines what struggles we've been through and what we learned and what we've failed to use as a lesson to our lives
I know you cannot promise me much right now, because your integrity is kind of low, but if you could tell me why you're here
Live for the Armistice
I am suffocating. The elephant in the room is breathing all the oxygen and my lungs have become too weak to function anymore. The tiles of my veins are cracked upon the impact
A deafening boom The earth trembles
Yet again the voices come They call to me Suffocating, destroying They hold all the power And I wonder Where has my strength gone? But then I remember It's been lost to them too
I pour my thoughts onto pages nobody will see My tears soak the pillow and dry on my sheets Any marks are left to fade or hidden from sight This battle is invisible for it's a lonely fight
We continue to wage this pointless war,
She sat down wonder blown and yet far from the clowns Their banter the last thing on her mind she reached for the clouds grass lay firm beneath her body the sky ocean blue with
It's bleeding time The lost soldier Burried in the midst of the fight Death among the living Damned when we are young Stung by what we hold so dear Where will you go when you die?
There is a crossroads up ahead.
I sit on the edge overlooking the hedge, Asking myself if this will be the last night; Dancing around the topic that's in everybody's mind We dance with death, We flirt with disaster
I heard the grass is greener on the other side Only if you abide By the rules they preach to sinners Only those who reach it are truly winners And the everlasting pulsing is gone I’m coming home
All these haters observin’ me. Colliding their trash, an attempt to murder me. But these niggas haven’t even heard of me. Ill kill you off verbally. Destroy your life emotionally. Disturb your soul mentally.
The sultry cicadas sound the alarm, Warning with sweet nodding crescendos. Robins, ravens, and warblers leave their base- The forked pecan tree across the street- And head into enemy territory.
The pain of my unspoken mind The bitterness of my unspoken truth The chains of my exasperating fears The loss of my god forsaken youth My heart lies beneath my honest intentions
Confused I hate you I want to break you No I don’t What am I saying I love you
Light. Now it's dark. Knife. In my heart. Fight. In my head. Cry. In my bed. Shadows. Closer. Getting. Older. Falling. Crawling. Game.
Daylight stands apart from cold midnight. His warm smile—kind eyes—brilliance. The touch of his hand warms our insides— Keeps us safe—and– living right. Midnight shakes the bones of Children.
You’re afraid of what could happen So you constantly keep up a wall You are in a constant battle But aren’t we all?
" You little brat" I wouldn't believe you, I had no reason to. "That's what you are a brat!" It was just a little mess, just clothes on the floor. "you don't care about anything except your self."
You Hurt Me At An Extreme Level, I was silentYou Broke My Heart, I was silentYou Ignored Me At My Worst, I was silentYou Were Busy With Others and Didn't Even Care For Me, I was silentEvery Time I Text You and You Didn't Reply, I was silentBut whe
The lonely angel with a broken wing Knows all the pain that truely stings. He remembers ever face that's passed his eyes, He must keep living while everyone dies.
Vulnerability drips like water over your frantic orifice, Mindless mice in se ar ch of governing beings that display little attentiveness, In no performance will the oppressed cower at the back of worded bars,
Now all is through, the battle is over, The en’my retreated and gone. The faint bugle calls still heard from afar; In the distance the fifes and drums. Nearly all is still – deathly still,
As the tide starts coming in And everything you do is a sin The sun beats down on your skin. The waves crash against the shore And you do wrong once more You’re so vain it makes you sore
I'm just the girl in the back of the room. You look right through me, even thought I'm right in front of you. I'm just the girl in the back of the room. I have no friends, no family.
Understand, this is not right.Listen, hear me warn you.This is not a fair fight.You will fail, win, lose.
You were here just yesterday, But in a split second you were taken right before my eyes. Nothing has been the same.
Horror is an empty word Loss, Bereavement Terror, Desperation Torment all are such empty words There are no words not in English, Arabic Greek, or German to describe
Da Dom Da Dom Da Dom (heart beat)Before I knew of his mistake I’d already condemned himEven as he tried to explain I scolded him for action he never madeRazor held high I went in for the killHe’d never hurt another
How was I suspose to know I would be this strong ? How was I suspose to know my mom would choose crack over her kids? How was I suspose to know my grandmother cared more about the money then us?
From the darkest recesses Where dark englufs light Shades of grey and black seem to span on forever In the ugliest of places, beauty Can still be found. Death forever triumphs over life
No Chalk © Alexis Dykema If we could just tell you, it would be easy. If we could lay down these words like lines of chalk on the sidewalk Most of us would.
The woman stood in front of the table, her sad hands holding his flag. It's days like this that when she can't cope. She can't seem to forget the day they called, informing her of his death in battle.
Never leave my side and never let me go. And I promise I'll do the same for you, as long as your love shows. Yes, I believe I belong here. Yes I want to stay in your heart, if I may.
Fight through the pain now Don't give in to the night. Take your last breath while standing Let strength be your fight. (chorus) Lock-down 'cuz we're loesing ground
I love you So much That i care About you My love for You is Like the love I have For my family If anything Happens to you I will Cry so hard
Shells bursting is the only din. The dirt launched up from the moist ground. My vision is blinded by the light. I must withstand. Even despite The fact that I cannot be found.
Everyday is a battle, we wake up and arm ourselves with the fake smiles on our faces, true soldiers of love , our purple hearts sit on our sleeves, only to be broken, but trusting that our loved one won't, taking insult after insult ,hitting us li
(poems go here) Four thousand soldiers marched Exhaustedly, unceasingly Through blizzards and desert, Through thick and through thin. They starved. They froze. They perished of thirst.
Listen with your eyes closed, in the silence of the night. You'll hear the battle sounds of the inner organs fight. Logic's head comes out with gloves of steel, prepared to break and bruise.
My cannon is heavy with heat, Aimed steady, directly for your heartbeat. My dear, we’re slow dancing in a burning room, Only to be swallowed alone by the fumes.
The fighting is hard Go into battle everyday Fighting for country
A battle wages from within Between the good and the bad the right and the sin Fear Eats at you from the inside out 10,000 pincher bugs with deadly snouts each snacking on my intestines
For country and glory, It's the same old story. Fighting for a just cause. Into the trench, Shooting British and French. Artillery serves as applause.