WHAT WAS (POETRY)

POETRY;
Misspelling and not punctuating left and right,
Even books don’t give the freedom of a poet.

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Was a love I couldn’t control

Washed up tears, aggressively stole

Running through trees

Rose bushes and oceans abound

Lost in time that had such a beautiful sound

Leave me to dream

Denial hates to be  found

Playing between the sheets, blankets, pillows and all

Hearing the voices but never once answering to its call

Please wake me from this forbidden craft

That hides itself fully

Behind religious mask

The lust and betrayal

Well, it’s really hard to tame

And it could never be the same

Because sensations knows my name

From past games

I know there are many ways to avoid

Such gut wrenching pain

Love is really powerful

And can drive the strongest king insane

Pleasurable pain

Strong enough to awaken the most forbidden sin

Love will stir your heart up

Take it back

Strengthen it

Only to begin the madness again

Put me back together

Because I’ve…

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Suicidal Mind

SUICIDE
sound frightfully so lewd.
swift scheme hardly new,
for good cheats daring who?

EnigmA Jade Sky

you don’t know what it’s like, living inside my head
spending every moment just wishing I was dead
my father calling out to me, saying that he’s here
but nothing close enough to touch, and thats just what I fear

please, brain, shut up…..

each day i wonder if i have any worth at all
if i died right here right now, would you hear me fall
if i free the blood from deep within my veins
would you care more for me or about all the stains

please, brain, stop it…

I try so hard to not give up, to hold my head up high
but misery gets the best of me, and makes me want to die
reasoning why i am here, i can’t make any sense
am i too fucking smart, or am i just too dense

please, brain, give up…

words of pitty seem so kind…

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What Defines Me

Impressive!
We do need others’ opinion to define ours. Their thoughts to align ours and their feelings to distinguish ours. Just like we need to see our reflection at least once, to know what we look like.