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A thousand loves.
A lonely sea.
Swamped by herself,
A lonely me.
Morn after morn,
My burden weighs.
Despite all
My affectionate displays.
During the day,
I'll try and try.
Throughout the night,
These blue eyes just cry.
Despite my hints.
Despite my words.
Offenses and shortcomings
Is all that I have heard.
My luck is not changing,
I've been lost at sea.
My ocean is lonliness,
Please come find me.
A lonely sea.
Swamped by herself,
A lonely me.
Morn after morn,
My burden weighs.
Despite all
My affectionate displays.
During the day,
I'll try and try.
Throughout the night,
These blue eyes just cry.
Despite my hints.
Despite my words.
Offenses and shortcomings
Is all that I have heard.
My luck is not changing,
I've been lost at sea.
My ocean is lonliness,
Please come find me.
Literature
Lonely
Cold on the outside; Empty on the inside
This feeling is something that cannot be beaten
In all my attempts at overcoming it I have fallen
Its power is too overwhelming for one to conquer
Lost in this darkness; Overcome with fear and pain
My only wish is to have someone here to rid me of it
Someone here to hold me tightly and whisper in my ear
"Everything will be ok, I'm here now"
Only they aren’t here, nor are they coming
Oh how I long to be rid of this feeling
But onward I must tread with its weight upon my back
Unable to be rid of this hurt and pain
For loneliness knows no company...
Literature
Anger
You call me weak,
I might be,
You call me names,
I take them,
I stood up to you,
You pushed me down,
My body feels hot,
My knuckles turn white,
I close my eyes,
When I open them you lay on the floor,
Broken,
Bleeding,
You get up and swing at me,
I swing back harder than ever before,
As you fall I see tears of blood,
Istill feel rage,
I still feel hate,
Everyone stares as they pull me away,
Still swinging,
Covered in blood that is not mine,
You called me weak,
But my hate for you made me strong.
Literature
ALONE
No one can see the pain that we hide,
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
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I just found and love this poem! I it okay if I share it on my profile if I tag you in it? <3 It truly is a masterpiece