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I'm the shell
rocking in place
suspended in the surf
as the waves come and go
-- and trust me, they always go --
weathered by the sea's
rhythmic betrayal
with the wave's triumphant
and lustful crash
followed by its
sorrowful retreat  
-- a song as old
as the tides themselves
-- heartbreak
From daydream to daydream
My thoughts skip on the surface
of consciousness
the key that opens also locks - choose your actions carefully
It pants, tugs, strains, yearns
Wrestles with its collar
Tags clink and chime
Songs of persistence
They shut down
the world
around me
but I’m still sublime
because I exist entirely
inside of my mind
i wish i could ask
you what you think of me now
that you are gone, Mom
Gray Dawson Mar 2020
The rage bubbles

Like lave trapped in a cage

The pain troubles

my poor little page.




I write about madness 

my poor little brain 

it feels me going mad

As I write my last refrain




The happiness seeping in 

as the voices try to win 

They aren't doing a very good job 

cause they soon turn into a blob




The happiness lets me know I won 

the war of surviving a day more

I let the sadness go

As I reach for the light

to let the good dreams come

after another day won
Sara Feb 2020
Thoughts wash over the mind
like torrential, self-inflicted rain.
But I'm hooked on stormy seas
and allergic to plain sailing,
- drunk on self-stimulated danger.
Like a **** show on the TV
you can turn it off when you please,
but the white noise occupies your mind,
so you turn it up and press repeat.
solving the problem that never was
Meruem Feb 2020
There is no place like home;
Its exact meaning is unknown.
How about I write a poem,
In search of meaning I'll roam.

At first, let's go into a place
Where we ought to seek for space.
It's where all troubles are erased,
And where your peace of mind awaits.

Then, let's pursue this person
Who just taught you a valuable lesson.
Nonetheless, one thing is for certain;
With her, you'll yet to know your purpose.

There is no place like home;
It's where you'll get these feelings.
And to put things into perspective,
Home is where I am with you.
February 1, 2020 - 21:25

"I'll write a thousand poems before I leave this world, and you will be the happiness in every single one of them."
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