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Leave this WorldI will slit my wrists
to watch the blood fall to the floor
to end my life for good
and nobody cry a single tear
I will leave this world
pretend that I never existed
This life dont need me no more
I am better off gone from this world
I will slit my wrists
to ease the pain
I can't take the crying
I can't take this pain
There is no hope in this world
There is no reason to live
I will leave this world for good
Maybe someday I will be reborn
roadkillYou told me
I was November’s ambrosia
sweet on your tongue.
But now all I feel
is discord, sieging
the 3,000 year old tree
inside of me.-
Centuries to grow so tall
9 mere minutes to
You no longer smile anymore.
And I am here,
silent as stone-
the carcass of a dead...
hoping you don't leave me
on the side of the road.
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When I'm GoneI don’t want you to remember me.
I don’t want you to think of me.
I don’t want you to hurt over me.
I don’t want you to dream of me.
I don’t want you to cry for me.
I don’t want you to miss me.
I don’t want you to love me.
I don’t want you
Goodbye(again.)There is a part of me that clings to you
the part of me where my heartbeats stack up in piles
and needs you
I need you, constantly
like air or blood or anything vital, as real as metaphors and piles of
stacked-up heartbeats, breaths taken and
exhaled; I need you.
I need you and sometimes it overwhelms me.
The part of me that's still afraid and still a little hurt,
or maybe a lot hurt.
You hurt me so much and I love you more than anything else
And I'm happy. I love you like my hands soaring through the air outside a car window
wind through my hair and grinning smiles across our faces
But every now and then something slices through my joy and sends me reeling
in fear and pain and I can't let you leave me again
I'm 85% sure you won't.
The other 15% of me sits in the corner and clings to you in desperation
so utterly fucking terrified that you'll break my heart again.
I fear sometimes that I'm still missing a piece, that some part of me
has chipped off and can only be painted ove
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
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