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Literature Text
Leak out emotion
soak it into page,
call me poet
praise my work.
Slay creativity,
give birth to the mundane.
Make shelter inside the box
for I fear to venture outside.
Endless words of tears and sadness
that the father only begets,
endless comments with claims of greatness,
harbor false satisfaction
Write with pain and dark,
heavy heart forcing the pen.
Originality forgotten in past lore
to no resurface amongst these works.
Call me poet
even deviant.
just not different
for I am not.
soak it into page,
call me poet
praise my work.
Slay creativity,
give birth to the mundane.
Make shelter inside the box
for I fear to venture outside.
Endless words of tears and sadness
that the father only begets,
endless comments with claims of greatness,
harbor false satisfaction
Write with pain and dark,
heavy heart forcing the pen.
Originality forgotten in past lore
to no resurface amongst these works.
Call me poet
even deviant.
just not different
for I am not.
Literature
Two Paths
Everyone always says that they have two paths from which to choose-
Well, what happens when you have more than two paths coming at you?
Where can you go? Can you turn to anyone?
Where can you hide? Are you afraid of everyone?
Do you wait for that special someone, always holding out?
Hoping that the longer you wait for them will mean the sooner they'll come around-
Do you go for an instant gratification on the primal level?
A random meeting, a rendezvous, just to feel a little bit better-
Do you to to school for some sort of higher learning?
Something that has become just a bit of everyone else's yearning-
Do you live on your own wit
Literature
Reflection Untrue
Look deep in the mirror, what do you see?
Is the person reflected who you long to be?
Something has changed, innocence has died
The scar covered body reveals the heart that lied
Stare into the eyes of the stranger unknown
Forever unloved, forever alone
Black lined eyes tell of nights unslept
So many helpless times of rivers wept
Steady wind blows out the candle of hope
She rubs the rageing burn made by the rope
She hangs a suicide note by a single nail
This time it'll work, I know I can't fail.
Looking out the window at the coldest mist
It is now time, the razors are guided to her wrist
They dance painfully until their work is d
Literature
Not Alone
I'll hold you as
your mind falls down
when the edges of
reality merge with
fantasies I can't see
Scream and I'll
scream with you
cry and I'll wash
your tears away
with my own
Rage and fight
tear down these walls
one splinter at a time
the blood from your hands
wont drown the voices
in you head
I know your heart
as yours knows mine
you could never lose me
nothing as small as
insanity
will tear us apart
Give me your hand
can you feel that beat
that's the only reality
we need
Hold me and I'll
hold you and
together we will
survive the night
I'm still here
Never fear my love
I'm still here
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Brilliant, just brilliant. I couldn't have written that better myself.
It expresses what a poets is when he/she writes, I think.
~Saje
It expresses what a poets is when he/she writes, I think.
~Saje