Melissa Schlangen Poems

Absolute and pointlessly sunken in a mind full of dark memonies and distorted thoughts.
Gasping for air to breathe, I collapse to my knees.
Take the voices from my head, take all chaos and pain from my heart.
My sickened soul soaked with evil intentions of the world it stumbles around in.
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The madness that lives underneath the beautifully stitched together surfaces of one's being.
Masked in society's standard of necessary materialized possessions.
Minds manipulated by man made perceptions of reality.
Greed surrounds us causing corruption.
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Inside her head, the voices kept up a relentless murmur, like background noise you can't turn down. Silently screaming! Begging for answers to questions she did not ask. For she did not know what the question be. For the answer was not to all the same. One question that never dare leave her tongue was questions she did not realize she never wanted the answers to.
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