Past, Present, FutureMy future is planned I don’t want to miss out on it But I don’t want to stick with the present My past is just as bad I don’t want to wait for the future I don’t want to stay in the present I want to make my future impossible My present … a funeral My past …. a suicide commitmentPast, Present, Future
LullabyShe is good at hiding things So good That not even she knew None of her friends knew But it was bound to be noticed When it was She was surprised She hadn't realized This was news to her The pain wasn't there The chaos was gone The confusion was lost The storm had settled And she was calm She felt peaceful ...at ease... ...relaxed With a wistful smile A sparkle in her eye And a rope necklace She took a step... The chair clamored A beautiful lullaby was playingLullaby
As she fell... asleep...
The SecretYou said “I’m leaving” I couldn’t speak I wished so hard For this nightmare to stop I said goodbye And you were gone You walked out of my life Without looking back Now, only one thing remains Between your lips And you and IThe Secret
Locked inside A secret lies Of all the pain u know I hide A lie locked so deep inside Of you and me and why I cried You see the silent tears But you don’t care You see me dying
But you don’t care It’s a secret Locked inside
That not even you know of So here I stay Waiting to die
ListI wrote a list Of all the good and bad Just the gistList
All the happy and sad A list of my life What has gone right And things that have not Things out of sight That everyone’s got Personal anguish Dreams forgotten A secret wish Why we’re rotten People we hate Those we love Those that can relate Those that are above Jealousy and envy Pain and torment Alone and unhappy Dead and dying Already dead or soon to be Or gone and flying Where does that leave me?
confusion
Regretful
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"If I knew where poems came from, I'd go there."
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you wouldn't even notice......
.... if i just disappeared
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Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one. - Stella Adler
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you wouldn't even notice......
.... if i just disappeared
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"If I knew where poems came from, I'd go there."
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Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one. - Stella Adler
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you wouldn't even notice......
.... if i just disappeared
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Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one. - Stella Adler
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