poet-from-shadow

[poet-from-shadow]

Dying

The saddness takes me over,

Like the darkness that holds over the north.

In the glass,

The depression takes hold,

Like my hands griping it tighter.

Once again.

I ask.

Why am I alone,

Suicide,

Avoids me,

Can't drink,

To death.

Today.

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R u in love?

no

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End of the line.

As I sit falling. With every breath dying. I gaze to my past, thought my luck would forever last. All used up, And disasters greet me, Up ahead. My joints stiffen. And my muscles acing. I lift my body that gets heavier every move. Facing tomorrow. Worse than today was.

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Names

I forgot how painful happiness is, How much a lost love hurts. I met her today, A person I loved. She reminded me, how lonely I have become. And in my dreams, I still whisper her name, A blessing And a curse. It all, means nothing to me. Or so I wish. As the lights dim down.

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Soldier of Fortune

For a dime, We end their innocent lives, And the bullet flies by. Death is just a toll. Can you see how grim it is, To be a Soldier of Fortune.

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Once more my hands scribble these marks, they tell a story, a tale of million scars. Pulling in the smoke, that will kill me one day. Wisps escape from my cracked lips, taking away the life, distilled within me. as the heat dissipates, I fade away.

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Sailor

A Lonely wave 

Lost in the sea, 

No Land in sight, 

And having Nothing To Fear,

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what are you doing man

Work, and studying... What about you anon?

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Truth

I lean back, fall into sadness, let in the gray, bleed out the brightness. these thoughts cover into veil of darkness.

Solumn words, speaks the words of faithless, wise thoughts said in shadows, the truth in smoke and mirrors, as the light blinds your eyes from the lies.

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Suicide to help the world

Eyes Blacken, hands curl into Fists, trash against the Cage, mind constructs around the World.

hate Self, and let the Toxin in, breathe Heavily, to clear the Air.

and destroy Self.

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Its cold out there, take this.

broken man, crushed soul. bound to ground, into eternal sorrow, grief fashioned chains, cold like ice, frozen solid, under dead skies, vapor from my breath, glimmers into night, Crimson moon, dies tonight.

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Book of Lies

Solemn words, Between breaths of fire and smoke,   The shadows, griping your soul, Let it in, embrace the cold.

Trust in the night, let it guide you home.

Can you see it, form here, the lies of the day, that no one fears, leading them astray...

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Love is a drop in a ocean

Mind freezes, World blurs, Sounds fade, I stop to think, Did I ever love you. I close my mind, I stop caring, about the world around me. Eyes shut, I return to this world, I didn’t get an answer, To things I care not.

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Pointless Violence

My mind screams, but my mouth stays silent, I fight back, this wish for violence. Senseless, but I hear their whispers, I strike out, to correct your mistakes! I hit you down, Fall on this killing floor! This is a beat down, Drown in your blood! I open my eyes, the blood haze fades. It’s all dream now, I buried my rage

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Kendō

I used practice Kendō, I dropped out, I didn’t know why, Why it was not for me, that I didn’t know.

Now I know, Respect is the key, a sport build around respect, for a person who has not respect. that is no place for me.

you can’t teach stray dog to respect anything, when it does not even respect itself,

My eyes are glassy, endless feelings frozen behind.

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battle raps

When I start riming, your Legs start shaking, You know you should not had started this, My words burn you up to like Acid, Stand there. Take in this Malice, You can’t even Pronounce the words you wrote for me, So shut up, bow down, and listen this, Break down, the crowd will help you get over it. Get back up I haven’t stopped yet! I Snap your back, leave you boneless take this mic and sliver back to your mother

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Not all who wander are lost.

Not all who are beaten are broken, not all who are blind cannot see, and some who are deaf can hear, those mute they still scream, you just can't hear. the silence.

Tells more than you imagine.

And the death can teach more than you know.