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The man with no eyes
fixed his vacant gaze
hard upon me and said,
You don't look so well
today, my friend.
Well, I replied,
I do feel a bit blank.
You need to concentrate
on being an atom, he said,
being particles
is just too difficult.
Taking up his observation,
suddenly I felt solid.
Only the sightless
see clearly.

  ~mce
If i could, i would,
Disassemble your malfunctioning thought processes
And rewire them back together again,
With a spanner, in the manner,
That meant you were not
Classed as insane.
I'd unfold and rearrange,
The chemical imbalances
Within your brain
So that the years of disdain,
And self blame,
Where a thing of the past,
I'd put you back together,
In a way, that showed you,
You were meant to last.
And excerpt of one of my poems, for all those who are suffering or who know someone that is suffering. There is always hope.
She must have hated me from birth,
Casted her eyes upon my small frame and felt nothing for me,
Although I was nothing but a new born,
She must have hated me all the same,
Unable to fathom why she treated me this way,
Thought me to be a curse upon this Earth,
Distorted my worth,
Treated me like dirt,
She treated the others better,
Never understood what I had done wrong,
She claimed I was evil,
Lucifer's most precious offspring,
"You've been this way ever since you were a child",
"Constantly going around and spreading lies",
She called me a *****,
Looked at me in disgust,
Defended the other one even though I was the victim,
"So what?"
Turned her head away and walked off,
She's never loved me...
She never will despite how hard I try,
Have tried all my life..
I sought to earn her affection overtime,
To succeed in school,
Help out,
And never play the fool,
But her distorted form of love,
Only served as momentary affection,
It never mattered for I was always ranked number 2..
Then came another,
After that I was ranked number 3..
Then came the rest,
And later Number 5 is who I was to be...
This is my rank...
The lowest of the low...
I can never Ascend...
"Mummy why didn't you love me?"
Why must I always descend.
Mistakes are easy and usually one-sided
Selfish acts
Dominantly casted upon another who is
Blinded by what they
Believe in
Or whom.
Defiant behavior resumes in their mind
Knowing the path is righteous
And not backing
Down
Level headed becomes only true for the
One *******
Up
And for the one who is struck
Well, they become the
Pawn
The root of all to be demonized for proper behavior
Love doesn't win
It
Loses
You fall like a piano being lifted outside
An apartment
Window
As it lies on the ground
In disbelief
No one takes
Blame
But who cares
Right
The rope was old
Sun shines so brightly.
Head is feeling so lighty.
Blue sky is filled with songs.
They sing and laugh all day long.
Beautiful soft winters day.
Dogs are running on green grass
and see the children play.
Take a deep breath along the way.
Making big steps as I walk today.
Loving nature so pure I wonder.
Life is such a gift.
Don't let it slumber.
Sweet morning kiss.
Taste like sweet coated lips.
Hanging Ropes

                     Mine heart
                   A solitary room
But of shadows and redundant dust

                      Mine heart
       You've set on a play Judas dart

           The forbidden walls
       Your hanging cute portrait
Every glimpse of you,is a vision doom

               You're killing me
          But the deeps inside me
    Of where sorrowful blood flows
            You pause my pulse

      You leave me with hanging ropes
          You're an aeronaut
You make me fly but with froozen feet

              I'm comfortless
You've brimmed my soul with tormenting maggots
But I shall lie in peace on these ropes,a piece.


Hanging ropes
©Historian E.Lexano(P.h.D)
its a suicidal poem
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