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Therese G Nov 2014
You are caught in this jail of which
I have built for one such as you;
spiked handcuffs made of solid lines,
iron bars wrought with poetry.

You shall never elude me as
you are caught in this jail of which
that binds you to a sheet of white
with only barbwire, words, and prose.
Stages and Ages Nov 2014
Every day I tally my days in this jail cell
Counting the days I’ve been in this solitude
Counting the days ‘til I’ll be set free
I’ve been seeing angels on the walls and devils in my brains

Counting the days I’ve been in this solitude
I’ve counted my fingers so many times it’s no longer ten
I’ve been seeing devils on the walls and angels in my brains
And the flowers I’ve planted grow from this concrete flooring

I’ve counted my fingers so many times it’s no longer eleven
But the guards lost my key; and the only escape
Are the flowers that grow from this concrete flooring
So I drown them in the thoughts I see.

The guards lost my key, and my only escape
Is lost in my insanity.
And I drown myself in the thoughts I see
Still wondering when I’ll be set free

I’m lost in this insanity
Counting the days I’ve been in this solitude
Still wondering when I’ll be set free
And tallying my days I’ve spent in this jail cell.
axr Oct 2014
Creams to reduce eye puffiness
Give it a few hours, she'll be a mess.
She does her make up with dexterity
Her tears will smudge them soon.
But she's gotta maintain her popularity
She puts that neon pink lipstick on
Gives the customer want they want
She is beautiful without being ******
They say her name is of that if a flower
I observe her closely
She takes out a cigarette and places on her lips
The same one in which I always wanted to kiss
Her face I can never forget
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes

I follow her in the alley
She notices me and laughs half-heartedly
I shuffle past the drunken men
I want to know her
We have never met.
She runs away from me and laughs
"Go home, handsome!  You'll get lost in this boulevard."
She offers me a cigarette
"Doesn't taste that bad, helps me forget"
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes.

"Hey, hey, hey it's going to be just one shot."
I give her a smug smile.
"Tonight, you will be my boss."
I feel the drugs permeating my system
She ends up crying
She wants someone to listen.
Goes on rambling about her problems
and an ex called Wilson.
Influenced by drugs
I tell her to do the wrong thing.
"If you think drugs are the solution,  you should do it!"
Traces of her eyeliner on her lower eye lashes.
"That *****'s outfit hardly matches!"
She gives me one last hug
and places a cigarette on her lips.
I master the courage to give her a little kiss.
Her alcohol breath isn't the best.
Pretty girl is going to die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes.

Her lipstick on the outer edges of her mouth.
Her laughter a little bit too loud
All the curves in the right places
Her love of alcohol and cigarettes
Drunk in our own promises
Letting the drugs take over what ever is left
She just woke up
and lighted a cigarette to her lips
Sound of sirens that dips
It's been 12 hours since we've met.
Her face I can never forget.
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes
Kids, don't do drugs.
Most of you
are trying so hard
to be more complex than life,
that's why
it is so difficult for you to be
Happy.
This came to me while I was sitting in jail, and I just thought it was pretty funny when I wrote it down.
Anna Vigue Oct 2013
No Money
No Toys
No Books
No Boys
No Fun
On the Run
Catch me if you can!

Door Open
Fly Out
Cops Chasing
All About
In the Car
Driving Far
Catch me if you can!

Turn Corner
Wheels Screeching
Heat On
Freedom Teasing
Made It Round
The Corner Bend
Let's do it again!
All of the work, none of the reward
Leaders are surrendering under pressure,
Opposition is going to die slowly,
This is a straight line formula of a dictator

@ Musfiq us shaleheen
this is a common formula of dictator, he always imposed jail who are always oppose him
Johanne Jul 2014
my body is a jail
and I'm hitting and screaming
from the inside
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