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Twisted Nightmare
 

im awaken from my dream 
to an eardrum busting scream 
it hard to hear what they want to say 
because its so far away 
i run towards the noise 
to see what it could be  
i soon realize the person 
screaming is me 
im strapped to a table 
my mom comes into view 
she has this look in her eye 
and i know what she is gunna do 
i hear the metal sharpening 
the sparks begin to fly 
i cant escape 
tonight im gunna die 
i feel the knife cut deep 
she wont stop till theres not a blood  
drop left to spare 
thats when i wake up 
from my twisted nightmare

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Hear You Me
 


Ever feel the sweet kiss of death 

It wraps you tight with its calming breath 

The weightless force as hard as rocks 

Pounds you and off go your socks 

The heart you had that lay inside 

rips out your chest and starts to fly 

Your mind is clean and clear 

Any other time you’d be filled with fear 

That light at the end of the tunnel is so loud 

Yes, you’re hearing colors and seeing sounds 

Is this the feeling I’ve wanted for so long 

Is this the meaning of life, man were they wrong 

I’ve never felt so alive, I said 

I want to do it again, but I’m dead
 

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Sketch

eyes are hollow 
mind is weak 
I am searching 
for a soul to keep 
and if I lay here 
to try and sleep 
I may fall in 
way too deep 

greet me skin 
and love me bones 
for the mess that I'm in 
all that I know 
take me for all I am 
just a sketch 

people change 
time and time again 
I know 
but your heart no longer exists 
and I'm beginning to insist 
we take our loses 
and cease the bliss 

road is long 
time is short 
my decisions, 
I cannot sort 
tell me now 
can I wake up? 
pick my pen up, 
sketch

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The viper's kiss
 
Heartless 
Without a soul 
How can someone 
be so cold 

For you 
pain is joy 
Other's misery 
you enjoy 

With looks 
that could kill 
But a soul as 
black as oil 

You give 
viper kisses 
Everyman you 
will not miss 

You break 
then will steal 
Then you will flee 
with a kill 

I was lucky to survive 
Don't listen to her lies 

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End.
 

Discourage fate from intervening 
Veins course along track lines 
Warning signs ignored 
My shape is shriveled 

Soaking sponges drain fear 
Tighten the hands and release fluid 
Dabbing abrasively between cleanest spots 
Obsessive nature compulsive 

Right or wrong 
Feelings belong 
Go another day strong 
Redo it all again…end. 

Drooling far behind failing 
Those laps retain their integrity 
Pacing myself gradually 
Forced to maintain sanity 

Normality strains nightmare pains 
Headaches awaken at the lightest steps 
Taken aback before explanations given 
Denying every responsibility 

Hot or cold 
Dampening old 
Lies began to be told 
Fake it all over again…end. 

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Letting Go
 
I'm done, simply finished 
I'm sick of my life 
My one final wish 
Is that i won't drop the knife 

I watch the blood flow 
What a beautiful crimson red 
I'll finally let go 
On this pillow-top bed 

I loved you so much 
But hell, you dont care 
And i did so much! 
I was always there 

Through your stupid complaints 
That drove me insane 
I hope you notice your name 
Carved in my veins 

Its your fault, all you! 
I trusted you with my heart 
But you split it in two 
Tore it apart 

I'll miss you

-FOR MY EX-BESTFRIEND-

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Not Truly Seen
 

As she looks into the mirror 
she sees, she sees how others see her, 
golden eyes, plump lips, long soft black hair. 
Beautiful, they say. 
They don't see the ugliness, 
they don't see the uncleaness within, 
they don't see the real her. 
Hideous, ugly, souless, 
Hated by herself, loved by all.. 

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Michael Heartfelt
 
A mother recently obtained 
her teenage son 
that hasn't been with him since he was an infant. 
That mom had complications of her own 
and that made it okay to leave, 
sincerely. She was a young mother 
and had to grow up 
similar to her son. 

Every time they met and all the stories 
she was told led her to believe her son, 
though overweight and awkward 
was a happy child. Outstanding academic performance 
all sorts of awards and mentions. 
Someone who cared about family, and home. 
She grew to love 
what she thought her son was. 

Everything changed when he moved in. 
He had very few clothes,  made as much noise as a sheet 
blowing in the wind. He'd stare, 
eyes glistening to thoughts that took him away 
from where he was. He couldn't stand without falling- 
talk without stuttering. 
He was fragmented and faulty. 

His grades had slipped, his attitude changed 
towards life 
had fallen to shambles all inside his head 
and not a one seemed to notice, 
especially those close to him. They figured it was 
just teenage rebellion; not wanting to do. 
Even though he dearly wished he could 
so everyone would be appeased and happy again 
including himself. 

His mother would send him to his room 
to do work for hours. He must have sat there 
over it, wishing he could just get it done. 
He knew the problems, he knew the solutions. 
Instead he cried his eyes loose to there being no reason 
to try anymore. This new room of his 
was broodingly uncomfortable and ate away 
all his hopes 
of actually getting something done. 

His mother reported to his grades often, 
and made more notice 
of them than him losing considerable amounts of weight 
over time that stretched for years beyond the 
couple months it lasted. 
His eyes became nothing to notice but the lines and shadows 
they had become. Most of all 
he left to himself, didn't bother them for a thing. 

They took the chance to bother him 
to get what they wanted, it always came with a side of swears 
and not a care for what he felt. It was hard on a boy 
with a sensitive shoe on the left, and 
a shoe telling him to hold his own on the right. 


Once, and only once did this happen 
he snapped 
as quietly as any bend could break in to. 
Michael wrote his heartfelt apology, 
made sure that his mother knew he loved her, but could not 
live in her world.

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Silent Testimony
 

Such a sad lonely girl 
With a lonesome lifted skirt 
Tell us now where it hurts 
What they do to you? 

Innocence can’t be given 
It must be taken forcefully 
And once you have… 
You can never hand it back! 

Hold down that dirty expression 
Speak that overly false confession 
Blink an eye as a nervous twitch 
Say your peace or stay silent! 

Such a horrid depraved girl 
Playing alone without companion 
Plead to us why you have no friends 
Except the one that got away… 

Youth isn’t forever shaken 
Some grow older and forget the pain 
While others remember vividly 
These memories you wish would disappear!  

Hold up that silly grin 
Over think that misplaced evidence 
Close your eyes preventing a conviction 
Then call upon another vague witness… 

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