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InvincibleYou are not weak
For not being able to do it
You are STRONG
For stopping before it became a hazard
For quitting while you were ahead
You are STRONG
To admit you were weak
You are STRONG
Because you are not defined by this act
You are STRONG
And will continue to be so
And we will always be there
To catch you
To mend you
To dry your tears
To fight of the foes
And scatter the blues
We will be here
You are STRONG
And together we will be INVINCIBLE
What Have I DoneSat
Proud and vile
In your snakeskin silk
Vehemently in denial
Crawl on your belly
Press your fingers
In the embers
Writhe through the cinders
Bury yourself in the skin
Don't come near
Far from placid
You toil and struggle
Drowning in your shame
Can you feel their pain?
Ignorant to uphold your claim
What have you done?
For what you've done
Swing in the sunset
Broken neck and pride
On your ego
It swells beyond the noose
A mouthful of hungry flies
As the crows peck out your eyes
What have you done?
Hot Cross BakeryEvery spring, the equinox does bring
that sweet hot scent
Of doughnuts, pastries and hot-cross-buns
wafting from those old blue vents
They do it best, enlightening the dreary street
with their sweet fresh produce
Every spring that odour warm and sweet,
rides the air, busy minds suddenly enticed
A short stretch of pavement, ridden with promises
'Hungry tummies! Do not fret,
for you are soon to be fed!'
IncarnationThe only thing that moves is me, the slow rise and fall of my bones, lifted and lowered by the lazy bellows within their ivory cage.
Life, red and sweet races around the pipes of my structure, feeding strength to my motion-less joints.
A slow thought rises to the surface of my mind amid an elevator of pearly bubbles, rings of ripples exude outwards, as the thought dives once more, out of reach and out of hope.
It's glorious hide eludes me constantly. I cannot snare it. It teases me, rising enough to flash it's royal scales, before vanishing into the misty depths to a silent, gloomy grave.
Dreams like graceful herons wade to and fro, beaks dipping slowly to dabble and probe my conscience for my deepest, most warped thoughts.
A black shadow-drenched raven rides the air-currents of my psyche, the evil embodiment of my hatred, it's hooked sharp beak slick and sleek to snap at any soul.
In a vast riven recess slumbers a dragon, his sleep only disturbed to belch his scorching flames borne of
Dot Dot Dash!'I gotcha now, little bastard!'
It will never know what hit it.
I went tense as the creature twitched itself. My paws were ready, and my muscles were tightened to hold me down.
Any second now...
One more twitch, go on. Do it... Yes!
I catapaulted myself at the being, claws out and toes wide to catch it. Digging my hooked talons into the curly ground I carefully raised a paw to make sure I hadn't missed.
It was gone! I cast my eyes around desperately, where had my prey gone?
There, on the wall!
I was suddenly aware of my pets staring at me. They all burst out into strange laughter at my antics. Had I been able to, I would have blushed.
So I did what any foiled hunter does;
I bent backwards to preen my coat, casually as if it was my intended task anyway.
It only made them chuckle more.
I glared hatefully at the red spot that now rested gloatingly on the far wall. Stupid jumpy dot.
I rose to my feet and prowled out, I would not be humiliated by a bloody speck.
Just onceI once felt the hatred,
I once heard the lies,
I once felt the burden,
Of my character's demise,
I once sat there stunned,
I once sat there cold,
I once sat there watching,
My very life become old,
I once saw the world,
I once opened my eyes,
I once told myself,
That it'd be alright,
I once was wrong,
I once came home,
I once again had a world,
That wouldn't leave me alone,
And then in retrospect...
I once was happy,
I once truly smiled,
I once heard my laughter,
Now it's been a while,
I once felt sadness,
I once had trauma within,
I once found a fear which,
Traumatised my very skin,
I once went online,
I once found some friends,
I once had proper friendships,
Severed only at our ends,
I once found people,
I once had a will,
I once had friends,
For me to protect... until...
I once met my end,
I once fell asleep,
I once lived it fully,
Before sleeping so deep,
Just once will I feel this,
Just once from above,
Wandering HeistsOnce upon a tranquil lore, whispering upon trepid serenity,
billows winds that sweep by, past the starry sky.
I speak of orange and red, and yellow melancholy,
in the blistering breeze, that seems to bring freeze.
Many a time have my eyes gone weak,
many a time have I felt so bleak--
when mountains fell, and rivers reeked,
I sought for joy; happiness I seeked.
Oh, but bittersweet—November has come once more!
The graves seem brighter than ever before,
from underneath, was a sliver, but so,
through the coffin, nothing but a silver mist—a spirit tore.
I speak of a sky painted with the colour of blood,
a time of sorrows and horrid woes,
I speak of a time filled with salty tears, of knees that trod,
of a time when graves became rigid—standing still in rows.
Once upon a tranquil lore,
concealed by scorn and mourn,
the dead have come alive seeking nothing but remorse
drowned by the endless void, throughout their inner cores.
A painful mix of tears and longing,
came from the
.For all my friends, whether close or casual, just because.
One of the longest post I will ever do, and the most real too. Everyone will go through some hard times at some point.
Life isn't easy.
Just something to think about.
Did you know the people that are the strongest are usually the most sensitive?
Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated? Did you know the ones who take care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most?
Did you know the three hardest things to say are I love you, I'm sorry, and help me?
Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their smile to see how much pain they may be in.
To all my friends who are going through some issues right now--let's start an intention avalanche.
We all need positive intentions right now.
If I don't see your name, I'll understand.
May I ask my friends wherever you might be, to kindly copy and paste this for one hour to give a moment of support
I turn cold because of youHeartless woman I am
You claim I'm the one who left you
You did no wrong
You said you showed how much of a man you are
I didn't have the soul to see it in you
I made unclear decisions
I should be one who need to apologize
I need to keep my promises
But can't we set this drama aside and talk?
I'm sick of you not being able to hear my side
I'm tired of crying along to the broken hearted songs
I'm done begging for forgiveness
Hear my story
Listen to me
I did gave you everything I could
I loved you sincerely
I stayed strong for you
You only did the sweet talks
You flirt with a touch
You cockblock when I spoke with someone I'm not interested
You hardly showed the love
I can't help but wanting to blame you for turning me cold
You made me heartless
Before you walk out and continue to tell the world I'm heartless
Take a second
Cut out all these nonsense
Sit down and talk to me
BookmarkI've forgotten who I am,
Just like you have,
Did I ever matter to you?
I'm not sure now,
Maybe you used me,
Until you went away,
To make new friends.
I was nothing but,
A torn piece of paper,
That you used as a bookmark,
In the novel of your life,
Until you could find,
A real one.
EmptyI am constantly frozen
Burning from the cold
My heart feels like an icebox
As well as my soul
Everything I tell you
Pierces my kind heart
Rips me limb from limb
And stutters my first start
To say I feel pathetic
Is the lightest way to say
I wish that I could curl up
And sleep in bed all day
The darkness that I had lived in.This dark age to where I had lived
all my life I had been drowned in a black sea
to which I could not find the light to see.
Every day I dread
Knowing that I would always be alone
I had accepted this as my fate
to which I had only tooken the bate
to forever stay here
I let the dark grow in within me
letting it take my body and soul
to know that no one now will lend me a hand
as for I had became a killer to man
The blood that had stained I
only got cousumed by the darkness that I bore
it burnt me right down to the core
For the flame inside had went out and to be never lit again
Why did My life turn out to be this?
Why did I accept that this was alright?
I may not be dying
I only long for someone,
someone to just stay by my side.
Someone to be the light in my dark
with these feeling which I can not bark.
Though I did have one
one person to stay with me
if I liked it or not he was always there
To be continued:
The broken doll
What does it take?What does it take
to describe how I feel?
Pain or crying,
I'll go through it all,
Anything for you,
I'll go through the worst,
And thereafter hide,
All that I ask is that
I get to be by your side,
Because all of this,
Is nothing compared to,
How long I must spend here,
Living without you.
Tell me..Tell me what i ever did wrong?
Tell me everything i never tried?
Tell me why the world didn't want us?
Tell me something that will make me feel something..
Its ment to hurt.
I'm ment to feel something that makes me scream in pain.
I'm ment to fucking hate you, for not being the person i thought..
Wanted you to be.
Here's the thing..
I don't feel anything but relief..
Tell me why?
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