Where are you going, little man?
The blood is dead read in your hand.
And your candor has worn quite thin.
There's no need to be tense.
We're all agreeable gents.
Fine then.
Boys, plant a solid one on his chin.
i find myself swimming
In air polluted,
Polluted with persons
So devious, destructive.
They themselves
Struggling for air
The only cause of suffocation.
Face to face
And Separate;
Separate from love,
Beauty, candor.
Immersed in darkness,
Loneliness.
Longing to breathe
A sweet clean breath
Only suffocated by the pollution,
They themselves have caused
You hold my hand and say
I’m sorry, I won’t do it again
I believe you
Two kids now, grown and parents of their own
You are on your knees for the second time this year
Begging for one more chance
Scared to be alone
I say I believe you
The pressure is to much to bare I can breath
help, what is that
help, huh I can hear you
your ok just do as your told
ok let me put on my fake smile
With a side of '' I'm ok''
its not like you care ill just keep it inside
My silent scream...
I lay on this dumb floating rock
Wishing the clocks stopped
Wishing my life was plain
Simple and dumb
Wishing I had a plane
To fly far away
From this misery and pain
That eats my will to stay
This poem is not anonymously written. Will Allen Drumgoole is the hostess. She was born in Murfreesboro, Tennessee before the Civil War to the town's mayor and his wife. She was a prolific writer. The poem is about her father and a footbridge he built.
I can't dance.
I hear the rhythm, I tap my feet.
I feel the music but I am still.
I am nothing.
I laugh, I write, I feel nothing.
I am counterfeit.
I have not known suffering or loss.
I have never had less than everything.
I am happy.
I am empty.
The need to speak, but your lips lock. You can't breathe. Suffocating in your dark dreams, both night and day.
How to speak again? How to open the lock when the key sunk to the bottom of your ocean of tears.
In this hurt you stand lonely and ashamed. Ashamed for that what the monster did, while the beast is running free.
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