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Snow
Oh no, The snow. How I wish you'd melt away. In you, I don't play. For many years, in the warmth I've sat. Because at you I loathe to look at. On a cold winter day, lovers cuddle I sit near my chimney, with my emotions I struggle. And my loneliness I fight On this cold winter night When I am at home I am all alone For this I think of everything And wish I could just live in a dream Life would be better that way If everything would just go away And no I'm not trying to say In a grave I want my body to lay Mentally, I'm already dead Me, I have no death bed. Purgatory is where I'm at Not heaven, hell or anything like that. Snow, I see that you're still falling My anger is now crawling For I'm again thinking that life's unfair My rage is that of a black bear. Oh how the season of winter Makes my temper oh-so bitter I no longer want to be a quitter But I'm not exactly a "winner." Tonight my family I avoid at dinner And convince myself more how I'm a sinner. Oh Winter, why won't you die? To you I want to say "goodbye" I'm tired of being so mellow, To the spring I want to say "hello." Spring is when things live again Hopefully one won't be my pain Oh snow, it's now getting late The time right now is eleven twenty-eight. My attention I will avert from you I already don't enjoy the view. |
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In the year two-thousand-eight I learned my own life was at stake My entire self I began to hate And I prayed that it wasn't too late My depression had become morose And all of my heroes became ghosts My self-esteem I needed to boast Before my body was sent to roast If I were able I'd run coast-to-coast I'd try to be just like most And rise on my feet, and stand my post On my desk, my fist I pound I know I need to stand my ground My life needs to be turned around But I'm afraid to make a sound Afraid of being lost in the crowd I'm really not that loud..... I have lost for others my trust Like that of gears when they rust "It"'s gotten father than the crust It's time to run, or bust From my problems I've always run I'm not strong enough to take them on So from night to sun I run from where bells have rung Broken glass on my arms I've slashed I beg them to not heal so fast I want the feeling to last Feelings I hadn't in the past Feelings of warmth and comfort Warmer than the heat at a crowded concert My cuts I really need not hide Turns out I know how to lie Only one friend have I on my side And in her hands I shall not die Glass shard lost and pins put aside I'm nearing the middle of this ride |
Lay To Rest
There is something inside of me Something here that I can see Something that makes me want to flee Like a cat climbing up a tree Because it's not my cup of tea It's not what I want to be They say that love is eternal What if your love went through the inferno? What if the ring is a broken circle? Or something just impossible. That is what happened to this poet His love ended and did not know it This is what he must admit He subconsciously had to quit For when he and his lover split He found himself so unfit. What's inside me is a demon One that has me harm my skin This I know for certain I have lost my every fortune For when this bloody demon came I had but myself to blame So I went and changed my name And held on to future fame For when this beast I overcame Myself I had no shame But when this devil had come back Everything faded to black And at my skin I'd soon hack The devil's successful attack As I watched my past playback I was unable to pullback My hope I now lack My mind a wreck on a racetrack. Beelzebub still torments me I'm one below Dante's level three I can't help being so greedy But that's why I'm deemed unworthy In front of me I stare blindly Not noticing how this'll end awfully My coworkers think I'm really bitchy Well, I want them to work quickly There's no time to dilly-dally You might get fired by Sam B The workplace isn't how I want it to be I want it to be drama-free But I know with my personality I make the workplace more crummy I've been to the circle Lust To what has happened to my trust? Why I've watched it turn to rust Oh, have it how I must Now my hope has turned to dust And lost it in a gust I'm definitely not the strongest But that's the work of someone just As I lay this to a rest There's still more I could address But in time I don't invest In anything but my interests I really do much not jest I may seem a bit obsessed But I will make this my quest To put this demon straight to rest |
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