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The shadows cast by

The low winter sun define

The edge of the soul

Not the outline of

The object but its essence

Ink washed 'cross my sight

The low winter sun

Cast my shadow, blood spattered

'Cross the horizon

Figures rise standing

Tall in the distance, each a

Splinter in my eye

Each deserved better

From me, choices not made right

It is far too late

I see my future

Through the shadows of those I

Hurt, half blind from their

Pain, lest I forget

I bear them to remember

They regret knowing

Me.

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The shadows cast by

The low winter sun define

The edge of the soul

Not the outline of

The object but its essence

Ink washed 'cross my sight

The low winter sun

Cast my shadow, blood spattered

'Cross the horizon

Figures rise standing

Tall in the distance, each a

Splinter in my eye

Each deserved better

From me, choices not made right

It is far too late

I see my future

Through the shadows of those I

Hurt, half blind from their

Pain, lest I forget

I bear them to remember

They regret knowing

Me.

#Depression #Trauma #Suicide #PTSD #MentalHealth #Disability #MightyPoets

When you're talkin' to everyone

And they look through you

As if you aren't there

The shame burns, feeling like a fool

You should have known

That this place is a loaded gun

Blasting your issues into your brain

You know that you are better off shunned

Ancient wounds have me old before my time

But I'm too young to harden my heart

Young at heart as I turn to stone

Must keep my mind from flying apart

I don't know what you want from me

Or why you attack my thoughts and dreams

I stand before you all, my throat bared

This place compels me to share everything

Because my mind is bleeding

I wish I could keep it inside

Wish that no one was ever annoyed

By the words that wash an endless infection

From the hopes of a long gone little boy

Still talkin' to everyone

And I'm an echo or a ghost

I know what you want from me

Order to my thoughts and dreams

To stand before you all, my throat scarred

From abuse enforcing conformity

But sunshine doesn't bleed from me

I think of all the reasons

That I do not belong

Why do I stand here, neck deep in my own wounds?

What curse lies upon this place?

Maybe it had the scent of a safe glade

Where I could shed my skin.

Beneath my hide the monster hid

The scent was threatening, carnage in the air

The trap sprung as I spewed words unsafe, @everyone beware

The mods surrounded me with sharpened words

"This place is safe for us, not you, you who bears this curse."

I failed to fit

Too many times to ever return

Every try sees another bridge burn

I fled in the tatters of my skin

Bearing the weight of a grievous sin

I made others feel uncomfortable

While their attacks on me the mods ignored

The double standard a punishment I deserve

The wounded cannot be welcomed anywhere

When the lights are strange in haunted eyes

And the blood stains pages upon pages until we know why

I wander, on and on

Searching for a place beyond

The grind

The pitiless grind

Of people

I knew that I would not belong

Was it foolish to even try?

All I've ever known is rejection

As my hopes have slowly died.

Based on "Estranged," by Guns 'n' Roses. It describes my experiences at a Discord server.

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"She is the wind

But not the funky kind

Seriously, she is flatulent at all."

I am a poet and have most of my teeth. Why don't women like me?

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These lyrics were written by Ronnie James Dio. Whenever I hear him sing the passage that begins “Don’t smell the flowers,” my heart has always broken just a little, perhaps more as I have gotten older and understood how badly I was let down by people I should have been able to trust.

Don't talk to strangers

Cause they're only there

To do you harm

Don't write in starlight

Cause the words may come out real

Don't hide in doorways

You may find the key

That opens up your soul

Don't go to Heaven

Cause it's really only Hell

Don't smell the flowers

They're an evil drug

To make you lose your mind

Don't dream of women

Cause they'll only bring you down

Hey you, you know me

You've touched me, I'm real, I'm forever

The one that lets you look and see

And feel me

I'm danger, I'm the stranger

And I, I'm darkness, I'm anger, I'm pain

I, I'm master

The evil song you sing inside

Drive you insane, don't talk

Don't let them inside your mind, yeah

Run away, run away, go

No, no, don't let them in your mind

Protect your soul

Don't dance in darkness

You may stumble and you're sure to fall

Don't write in starlight

Cause the words may come out real

Don't talk to strangers

(Don't talk to strangers)

Cause they're only there

To make you sad

Don't dream of women

Cause they'll only bring you down

Run, run, run, run away

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Dragging the mower in the hot sun

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

Always mowing 'cause the city's fines cost a ton.

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

Started in the morn and I feel so stressed

The grass I cannot outrun

It grows like the horn of plenty's blessed

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

Tempted to use a flame throwing gun

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I miss colors that aren't green, I miss them tons!

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

Started in the morn and I feel so bereft

Now evening has come

Stranded in this Hell, this labyrinthine mess

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

I fought the lawn and the lawn won

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I love America

Like I love an abuser

Terrified

Confused

Bleeding

With the promise that she

Will stop hurting me tomorrow

Ringing hollowly in my ears.

America was sold as a shining dream

Beneath the gilt veneer of amber waves

Lurks a relentless and cruel game

Bloated with hatred, strained at the seams

A Frankenstein's monster of violence

Sprinkled with liberty, seasoned so sweet

That the players are being played

And believe they are winning.

I sit up nights with a gun in my lap

America loves me so much

I'm afraid she'll come back

Lips skinned back in a sneering curl

Axe handle in hand

Because it is time that I learned

I am not what I should be

By America's narrowed eyes

So any harm she dictates must by decree

Transform me into something she will not despise

A corpse or a monster, either will suffice.

I sit up nights with a gun under my chin

America hates me so much

Whether I die or live

Victory is hers in the end.

Did you know

Bullets look like the Liberty Bell

But pistols scream more than they sing

And a single one's ringing

Offers the hope

That if Americans go to Heaven

I'm going straight to Hell

Far from the Paradise where America dwells.

May I find peace on this blasted plain

Far from the promises peeling from the amber waves

Of dreams sown with the sorrow and pain

Of people learning that hatred is not enough

To survive the endless, relentless cuts

Inflicted by America's love.

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