Submissions by vermillion (nobody272)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
sick
I am tired of:
This place
The world's corruption
Letting people down
Violent mood swings
Empty relationships
Feeling helpless
Being hopeless
Having no friends
Always broke
Going nowhere
Contemplating suicide daily
No answers or solutions
I'm just tired of being tired
This place
The world's corruption
Letting people down
Violent mood swings
Empty relationships
Feeling helpless
Being hopeless
Having no friends
Always broke
Going nowhere
Contemplating suicide daily
No answers or solutions
I'm just tired of being tired
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stolen thoughts
i know nobody knows were it stops and were it goes learn from fools learn from loves keep the past the past be better then rest of the scum you see every day never give in to lust take control of fear dont let fear control you so think to yourself do you know yourself enough to help others do you know others enough to help so just for the ones who think i need help or feel they need to help me please reconsider the only tools you have to help me are the ones i guve you so pay attention to the power of words
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gray
I am the emptiness
dont belong here
dont belong there
the gray splinter
black and white
cant get rid of
the nothing that
is forced to be
I am just as sad
as the wall
thats been written on
dont belong here
dont belong there
the gray splinter
black and white
cant get rid of
the nothing that
is forced to be
I am just as sad
as the wall
thats been written on
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tea
stale as the caffeine thats
sat in its cup for weeks
think I need a drink
or just some sleep
but neither seem to be
its gone to a waste
much like my mental state
tell you the truth this poem
wont make as much sense to me
as what it does to you
sat in its cup for weeks
think I need a drink
or just some sleep
but neither seem to be
its gone to a waste
much like my mental state
tell you the truth this poem
wont make as much sense to me
as what it does to you
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fallen
I cut myself to shreds
though nothing was there to shed
but you bleed in and stained me red
made me a soul which I could mend
you ripped your skin and patched
the holes that showed my bones
you said you hated yourself
so I picked your shattered hallow
made a mirror so you
could see your self in new light
I took some old raven feathers
sewed your tattered wings
said you couldnt love
so I gave you my heart of glass
but you were more restless then the dead
and flew on and now im alone again
though nothing was there to shed
but you bleed in and stained me red
made me a soul which I could mend
you ripped your skin and patched
the holes that showed my bones
you said you hated yourself
so I picked your shattered hallow
made a mirror so you
could see your self in new light
I took some old raven feathers
sewed your tattered wings
said you couldnt love
so I gave you my heart of glass
but you were more restless then the dead
and flew on and now im alone again
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