Round and opulent
Turns and turns
The sphere of death
That only dies
And in its death
It must steal life
From those inside
To preserve itself
Take my breath away
And feed yourself
From my tears
Disintegrate my pride
For your pleasure
This torture is not worth living anyway
Just take it all away
You who judge and hurt and discriminate
Just take it and go
Go away...
You have what you want
You took my joy
And my music
And my friends
And my strength
And my tears
And my God
Leave me alone...
My sobs don't push you away though
It's as if they're a call for you
A beacon for your treacherous raid
On peace
I'm over it
I can't believe I let you win
I still cry over death
When it's always been beside me
Just devour me whole
Or leave me alone
This game of cat and mouse
Has become known
Is there no one to rescue me?
Is there none that can see
The beacon and come out of pity
And with a pure remedy?
I can't write anymore
I feel too alone
In my solitude
There is nothingness
There is nothing to write
You took it all away
Leave me alone...
I'm at the shore,
Feeling the wave
Of gust and gore
Stay at bay
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This is one of my spontaneous poems. I think that makes three, rite? Well whatever. This was in those days when I was just crying for no reason. It's the second time that that's happened to me, actually. But I was just posting something about what I was feeling and how I felt isolated and like no one understands me... everything just piled up and I wrote this.
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HAHAHA i almsot asked Wat theivery Was. HAHAHA
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