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Silence echoes through my mind
as rage consumes my heart
With self-control beyond my reach
I slowly fall apart

I fight the demons in my head
but darkness takes control
The searing heat of nothingness
burns deep within my soul

But nothing seems to remedy
all the pain I feel inside
So all that I can think of are
these thoughts of suicide

My life has faded far away
so far beyond my grasp
So deep is my despair I don't know
how long I can last

Oftentimes I've thought about
just who would mourn my death
If anyone would even care
that I've drawn my final breath

Would anyone remember me
or cry because I've passed
So deep is my despair I know
there's no way I can last
 Jul 2018 Dark n Beautiful
Annie
I'm not looking for love,
Not even one fanatic idea,
But somebody I could talk to,
About things most consider a trivia,

I want to celebrate small things,
Share the moon in the sky,
Find happiness in our old habits,
Silly ranting, overeating, being shy,

A place far away from this town,
Where the clouds are clear and white,
Weekends under the lights –in the city,
Laughing away the fuss everytime we fight,

Nights discussing the dark theories there have been,
And many more yet to come,
Cold feet –the sound of burning fire,
Face glowing with smiles until it goes numb
Mystical morning mist
Interrupting our Kiss
Sunshine on a horizon
Tumbling over waves



Mist!
I’ve been told many times
Poetry is dead
Why want to be a poet?
As honored and humbled as I am
I’m here to express
I’m  not a poet
I’m not a writer
I’m not a blogger
I’m not a columnist
Nor into journalism
I’m just simply
Undeniably
Expressively
Unapologetically
For better or worst
The
Messenger
Of
Love
My poetic life started through my struggles, my happiness and gratitude.... Poetry Is All Around Us , All You Have To Do , Is Take A Glimpse ;)
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What floats your boat babe,
Archimedes' Principle of Water Displacement?



© Pagan Paul (20/07/18)
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6th in my series Even Poets ***** Up ...
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Down in the field where the dandelions grow
I took off my knickers and away did flow
Up on the hillside with a swish of my hat
Caught Cabbage White butterflies doing that.

Love Mary x
We are only trying to help you
You are surrounded by darkness
Keep messing around with narcotics
And you will drown in sadness
Things will disappear bit by bit
The walls are caving in
That little child needs you in his life
Your situation appears to be acrid and grim
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