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SAVE ME II

I never care to venture away from home
thoughts of doom frequently roam
Despondent because life's so f*cking unfair
my reality is emptiness and despair

On occasions I must get out
interacting I'm fearful about
I wish I could just be invisible
whats out there defines why I'm miserable

Pain inside blanketed by joke
optimism forever broke
What I want don't mean shit
decisions always split

Don't know what or how to feel
what can I do to help me heal
I'm afraid about losing touch
Save me from my demons clutch
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
The initial write was 5+ years ago,
did some tweaking since...
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lookn2share

TRUTH

TV, Music, and destructive video games are poisoning the human mind
evil tools conducive to the escalating demoralization of mankind
Media chose to be even more sinister by overly dispensing fabrication
boosting ratings and personal desire for fame the obvious motivation

That Rap crap epitomizes degradation that negatively scares our youth
believing it's positive entertainment screams you're blind to truth
It's Ludacris how millions are made by nonsense not worth Fifty Cent
this junk induces thug like manner proving it's impact is pertinent

Who can deny that every generation seems to have less and less sense
this illiterate noise doesn't depict music but it's vile impact is immense
Like other so-called "artist" I too can be reckless when voicing what I feel
these days people are mostly FAKE but my belief is always keeping it real
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Just some observations stemming from what I witness.......
TRUTH...others will feel not so much!
Added verse 7/26/17


I referenced to Rap before, (Oh well)
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Unknown

Will it ever end!

Indian spirit that roams the hills of fate

Ghost of past, that roams the sky

Mighty warrior, stronger than I

Fights the winds of the air

Earthly spirits everywhere

Is there no place left to go

Lost in space in the air

Sailed the water of despair

Walked on fire till it burnt

Traveled lonely paths upon this earth

Can peaceful hunting grounds be found

Dismal Spirits of the mind

When will they be unbound

Do I forever roam this earth alone?

Disillusioned for a ghostly mate

I sleep by one’s self alone, upon the ground!

Poet, Tormented Roaming the lonely hills of my empty mind

JimEee
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Torn
Lost in the search for love!
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lookn2share

SAD TRUTH

Hopelessness that engulfed me long ago continues to take a toll
succumbing is imminent if I don't find the cure for my ailing soul
It's gotten more arduous keeping at bay the indignation I deeply feel
constant unwanted thoughts of dying have become scary real

I battle Demons like every person does in some capacity I'd surmise
you can't truly know others because all have something requiring disguise
For way too many years I have contemplated giving in to suicide
I'm still here because strength I've questioned is very alive inside

The will to keep on living was THE one thing I hoped to never lose
my life has been inundated with misery I didn't willingly choose
There are numerous reasons I can't ascend from the dark pit of grief
in my most desperate times I've called on a mythical god for relief

I have been unable to secure joy but thankfully it occasionally stops by
absolute detestation for our nefarious world tops all the reasons why
More often I find myself caring less about waking to another tomorrow
pain heightens knowing so many others are suffering even worse sorrow

To everyone like me struggling to endure this every day fight
'HOPE' we must somehow never allow to escape our sight
This utterly sinister life doesn't resemble a "Gift" at all
when you fall and feel you've reached to tired to stand...Crawl

Let the unconditional love of family be reason you stay
we can certainly wish all misery is going to end someday
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Posted: Feb 2017
About this poem:
Truth and Hope
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Ildebrando

Settiembre

September
how many memories you will carry to me
just while a fresh air envelops me
I get a flying tear in the wind
it will talk to me about young summers and springs gone by
You know I bear a pain inside
it will talk to me about young nights full of starry skies and broken hearts
September yes I can remember
it's a sad thought about going out stars so ending nites at the dawn of a new day
it will talk to me about a beginning of a new life
the leaves fall the air is colder
the incoming snow storm will not scare me September you will not stop me
you arrived right now.. but can't say how
you are already so far away from me, take away my pain
now I know I have not loved in vain
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Posted: Nov 14
About this poem:
Life is just a race, enjoy it
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EyeLook4U

That Old Home Time Feeling Is Gone

I find myself sitting all alone
And that old home time feeling is gone
There's an echo of yesterday with no way to reply
And time is quickly passing by

Time passed by quickly and stolen precious things
It seems all my friends flew away on invisible wings
And I'm tired of remembering
Cause that old home time feeling is gone

I try to sing but I can't keep the beat
It's a lonesome sound as I tap my feet
The view of my neighborhood is empty and bare
There's one hillside then another the two places where I stare

There's a place you are traveling to and you're almost there
And when you arrive you won't greet an empty chair
But when you get older you'll travel in the twilight zone
And you will find that old home time feeling is gone
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Posted: Jun 2020
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12qw34er56tyonline now!

I saw people

I saw people leaving who had justice

And whoever has no justice, people will come to him

I saw people lean towards those who have money

If someone has no money, people will stay away from him

I saw people going to the owner of the gold

Whoever does not have gold, people will leave him

I saw people gathered to see who had the silver

Whoever does not have silver, people will disperse from him
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Posted: Apr 22
About this poem:
The conditions we are in now
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EyeLook4U

When The Years Are Upon You

When the years are upon you
And your friends are all gone
Then you know the meaning of being alone

When the years are upon you
And you go through town
You get a feeling you don't live there that you're just hanging around

So in which direction should you really go
It seems complicated to make up your mind
When the years are upon you answers are hard to find
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Posted: Sep 2023
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godsprincessonline today!

911 - 22 Years Later

Twenty two years ago on September 11th
3,000 shining new stars dotted the Heavens
Did these 3,000 souls die in vain
Did their families hopelessly suffer the pain

To see our Nation now so divided
Why couldn’t we have stayed solidly United
We should take pause and remember everyday
The great sacrifice those who served have paid

So that we can continue to live our lives freely
From past, present and future oppression and tyranny
I was so proud of my Country that day
I wish we could be united the same way today

We are all Americans who united as one
Are invincible and indivisible with the help of God and His Son
We need to turn to Him and ask for His grace
To truly make us the United States!

We should remember our great loss 22 years ago today
And let us always continue to pray
That our great Nation will be united together
And God to Bless our Country’s future forever!

Embedded image from another site
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Posted: Sep 2023
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habib02

lost

_In my room looking at the ceiling...
_No willing to be cured. such a bad feeling...
_And the dreams in the tears are sailing...
_I miss something may complete my life's meaning...
_The sadness fill my heart completely...
_Maybe i'm not sad. Maybe i'm the sadness personally...
_What's wrong with me. I was wandring there happy like a bee...
_unfortunately, no body could listen or see...
_So, i write, and those words are the bandage...
_Of my heart when it was damaged...
_In that life i'm a tourist. They are my baggage...
_My source of hope and courage...
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Posted: Jul 2023
About this poem:
i wrot this one when was at class i was feeling down being a writer is something very helpful if you are sad
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