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eF Mar 2017
Not feeling myself.
    If depression equaled wealth.
   I'd be one rich man.
2nd haiku... when your feeling unmotivated haiku's can really help get those creative juices flowing. Felt unmotivated today. Felt like today was a waste. These haiku's helped me feel like I didn't waste the entire day atleast.
eF Mar 2017
Words don't flow today.
                   Sadness seems to overlay.
                       Smiles can't escape.
First haiku... today's gloomy.
blurcasewriter Mar 2017
"You're a goofball" she muttered
"And you're a typo queen" I smirked at her
"But you're my goofball" she smirked back
"Forever and always like you are my queen"
Yet now I'm reminiscing and a total wreck..
Base on a true story :(
George Stark Feb 2017
Whiskey in a tea cup
Porcelain and wild
Blonde and dark
She's running me amok

She swept through my life like a
tempest
Whirling and screaming and
Throwing dishes, crying, swearing -
All the things those storms do
to make you never forget

She'd destroy my home
And I'd take cover
Cursing her and that infernal
Wildness

When it stops
And the rain quits pouring
I'd look to the sky,
hoping it would all happen
Again.
A Alexander Jan 2017
Tenacity is called for in fighting the ominous battle with
melancholia.
Time goes by and I am well of aware of the imminent;
there is nothing to do but accept our destiny.
I feel like a stranger to myself, idling about waiting for nothing,
all the while busy in the day to day happenings.
I am patient for the day when the clouds lift and I am pulled from the depths and into the light.
Even so there is always that low level of despair that lingers...
©A. Harris 2017
Just Rachel Jan 2017
Desire-.....as of now? -Silent
Crushing this blue heart of mine....

Afraid,....without a dream
Lost,without a vision seem
      ........
Floods me...
The emptiness
Like my existence,an uninvited passing
Behind the cold ..
I only sink
Awake is the Affliction
Blah
Kasey Wheeler Jan 2017
One wisp of auburn hair
I know who I hold dear
Eyes of fire
That never cease
To amaze the ones
Who do not see
How is it?
You say
How do they ever see the fire
And the answer will be:
My dear
It is better to ask
How do they not?
m i a Dec 2016

to him;;


you used to be my muse,
who made me feel many different blues,
but now you're gone,
and I miss you,
i miss when it used to be blue,
I guess I'll just look for someone new,
a different muse
.
[inspired my samuel seo]
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Blossom Dec 2016
"Sorry I'm late sir... I ran into a strange man down my street who kept following me and asking to borrow my socks. At first I ignored him but realizing he was following me to school, I stopped to question him. When I asked him why he wanted my socks, he said he wanted to smell their musky scent. I flat out asked this man if he had a foot fettish, and he guffawed telling me he had a smell fettish. I quickly speedwalked away from the freaky man and because my nerves were so jumbled, I forgot to grab a pass in the office."

Finally notices its a female substitue, and looks at classmates to see their mouths hanging open ready to catch flies

"So... I will just sit down now"
Tony Luna Dec 2016
I can see the weight of the world on your shoulders;
And your eye lids crashing down like boulders.
I know it seems like you're never at rest,
But here we are trying our best.

To lift you up,
Through all the hiccups and the gossip.
In this tremendous sphere.
Where many people fear,

What tomorrow will bring
Just know there's nothing,
That your doing wrong
Approaching everyday headstrong.

Drop your anchors,
And pull out your feathers.
It's time for you to take flight,
And let us handle the fight.
We have each others back
No need to worry about your pack.
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