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My heart thumps in my chest
my fingers can feel the veins on my wrists pumping
and you can see my blood flowing
and I cant seem to stop breathing.
My hands are tied behind my back
and there's nothing I can do.
My muscles tense
and I try to scream
but nothing can be heard.
I can never be heard...
I could cut my hands off
and the blood would never stop flowing.
I could drown in a pool of water
and keep on breathing.
my heart wont stop beating
wont stop feeling
wont stop dreaming
wont stop living.
my fingers can feel the veins on my wrists pumping
and you can see my blood flowing
and I cant seem to stop breathing.
My hands are tied behind my back
and there's nothing I can do.
My muscles tense
and I try to scream
but nothing can be heard.
I can never be heard...
I could cut my hands off
and the blood would never stop flowing.
I could drown in a pool of water
and keep on breathing.
my heart wont stop beating
wont stop feeling
wont stop dreaming
wont stop living.
Literature
Unsung Writers
Clanging, shattering, ear-splitting screams,
Howling, hollering, harrowing yowls,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boisterous jubilant laughter ringing throughout hallways,
Heart-wrenching soulful sobs echoing throughout the bowels of the household,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boiling rage pulsing throughout the body,
Thoughts sparking over contemplation over today's society,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Desperately begging for the attention of the world,
We have so much to offer if you would only
Literature
Untitled
I look on with pestilence
hidden beneath a thin veil of civility,
far too thin to hide such vastness
and it cracks,
the shards of my visage
crumble beneath your unbecoming joy
and you are affront with an ocean,
a sea of unvarnished wanting.
You're adrift in my rapids
and the sky cries pitifully for you
and the winds whisper apologies
but do not trust either.
The sky wants only to drown you
and the winds are not worthy of your trust.
Poseidon beckons to you
and I volley curses like his tridents
Which I'll never touch.
I am nothing and while you look upon my vastness
with optimism
I look on with pestilence
hiding an opaque sorrow
I will not m
Literature
Untitled
"I love you."
Said too much, too fast, and with never enough feeling.
Those words have lost their meaning to me.
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