Qwerty Poems Poems

A helpless man is sitting on the side of the road.
He's ragged, beaten up, his chances at life look slim.
He hates himself for what he is.
He's a begger but people just look and offer no help to him.
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I find comfort in the night.
Particularly a clear one with the moon to guide my eye.
And wind to sway my thoughts aside.
For I am tired of my mind.
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Innocence never lasts.
Joy always flees.
Hope eventually dies.
Life always subsides.
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People come and people go,
You lose a friend, what a foe.
As life goes on you find yourself alone.
You realize friendship and love is a hoax.
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They say I'm a creep
And with this I can agree.
For I'm not normal, you see?
But truly I tell you I would sure like to be.
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It's tempting to put on a persona
That will cause you to fall for me,
A persona for you to see and be fooled to believe
Because I desire you, and want you to desire me
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My favorite thing is sleep
Where nothing is real is me
I'm not at peace or feeling anxiety
I feel nothing because nothing is real is me
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I think I want to dream
For a dream one must sleep
In anguish not a possibility
So l settle for a begotten daydream
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You force us out into the night
Much to your delight
It's what you had in mind
The entire time
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You judge me by my cover
Without a glimpse inside
You can't understand me nor no one
Without a pry
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