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lins Mar 2018
the road stretched out in front of me
not quite sure where it will lead
my hair blowing around my face
the horizon and I are in a race

the sun is setting to my right
I could drive all night
I'm escaping all the hurt
as my tires kick up dirt

my music drowns everything out
the lyrics come out as a shout
I'm all alone except for
the gliding hawk that leads me to more

I crave the freedom
of creating my own kingdom
far away from people
find a place that's peaceful
sometimes this is the only thing that can clear my mind and make me feel sane again
julianna Feb 2018
I am bothered when others are
confident and proud
because their mouths speak way too loud
they have a good relationship with their brain
while I am struggling to be sane
do you think you could quiet down?
everything is so out-loud!
You speak so much
that you don't hear
the constant ringing in my ears.
Ellie Canty Feb 2018
I have spent hours upon hours,
looking for the moment where I went wrong.
Did it start with my birth?
Like the first note of a song.

Or maybe I made a choice
Somewhere down the line.
Pushing me down this path
Could I have been fine?

I don’t know when I realized
That I was hurting, in so much pain -
But now I’m constantly aware
That I’m nowhere near sane.

My heart is rotting from the outside in.
Turning black like an apple, straight to the core.
So please cut me open, get it out of my chest.
Get it out! Get it out! I don’t care what it’s for.
Maria Jan 2018
̶N̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶̶n̶u̶m̶b ̶m̶y̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶.

Or maybe I don’t need someone
Maybe I just need myself
to keep my head above water
to keep my healthy mind.
I write clichés
But that’s how I feel
Does this happen to many people?
Why then do I feel so alone?
Maybe I’m as equal to all
Thinking that my problems are greater than all.
I am a dramatic girl.
Yes, I am.
Maybe I need help
But I do not want help
Maybe I am depressed
but I do not want to be depressive
maybe my sanity has gone
before I finish this poem
Yes, she’s gone
yes, in the second line.
Posted on Tumblr OneMudBlood  in 2016.10.26
Star BG Jan 2018
insanely
filled
with
poetic
words
that
I
scribe
to
make
me
sane.
inspired by victoria keen thanks
Tia Dec 2017
Tik tok, tik tok, clock is ticking like a rewind
Eyes going from left to right I wanna do what's on my mind
I am busy playing the blade on my hand
But yet I still need strength which I cannot find

Red drops, black dots
I only have stupid thoughts
I know things will only end in one way
Either I reach my end or I end this mind game

Oooops, the shiny metal slipped
It fell, fell out of my grip
Like how my mind fell out of sanity
But nope, I'm not going to be forever crazy

Tada mama! You see I'm smiling like the old times?
It was hard to create this but I manage to put this mask
Isn't it beautiful?
I put too much effort to make it wonderful, make it colorful

Now no one is gonna discover
That deep inside I wanna cut and go for a lifetime slumber
That I almost tried to end it the other way
That I almost gave in to lose my own game
Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
Mad
The chaos keeps me       sane
It's the                                       Silence
That's really starting to                     Scare me
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Star BG Nov 2017
If I wrote about dragons
on distant lands being rode by fairies
and spoke of them coming to earth
to rondevu with mankind,
would you think me insane or sane?

If I told you I sat on the back of
a purple grasshopper
to move in rainbow skies
singing songs joyfully through fluffy clouds,
would you think me sane or insane?

If I told you I took a vacation on Mars
and had a grand time
celebrating with my alien neighbors
as we circled the universe,
would you think me sane or insane?

If I told you we were really one
part of a living planet ever
evolving on a playground
guided by our higher selves,
would you think me sane or insane?

No matter for I am an avatar
and I can do and say anything
in the world of my sane insane-like mind.
Saw the words sand and insane and hence this poem was born.
Eve Oct 2017
Sanity lurks within the insane
Feeling sunshine in the rain
Lost, but in the right place
Each raindrop echoes your face
Dreaming, but wide awake
Will go breathless in your sake

Soaring in the depts of madness
They say I'm in love
What is this happiness?
It's an alien feeling, it's mauve
An uncertain colour, beautifully pale
Like the death your eyes prevail.

Your words make me fly
In this weary ****** up sky.
Your 49 shades of blue  
I gracefully try to woo.
Your eyes, I crazily admire
Baby, you're everything I desire.

Come to my depths soon
Touch my soul, make me bloom

-fir.m
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