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UntitledI fear the hands that ink these words shall end my life.
But will all my heart I hope to continue to see you.
So with these words I shall try and redeem.
These hands of their predetermined deed.
LoveFluttering, floating softly in the air.
Taken to and fro by the breeze.
Locations seen that could no be believed.
Till the wind grabs and shreds.
Scraps CombinedThe monsters in my head are throwing a party.
And I'm not invited.
They've got me trapped. in my skin
And I'm not sure if I'll ever be me again.
I'll pound on the walls of this cage.
I'll not stop till you know my despair.
I'll make these words till my heart breaks.
I'll shape these thoughts till I feel safe That you know how much I care.
The space between us is cavernous.
But I wouldn't have anything less.
Yes I have this cellular phone.
But I've never felt so alone.
You're nothing but an instant away.
But I know your so far from me.
TrappedNow it may seem that sadness is all I am.
But I can promise it is only the penultimate.
There is only love in my mind if you went to open it.
It is not all I am, but agony as always is enough to condemn,
A person, a being trapped by their own fragile little mind.
To be crushed and pushed down by the world around you.
And you grew up thinking "That they wouldn't do this. It can't be true"
Through my pain I will still do I can to be kind.
Because I never lost the memories.You can be addicted to a certain kind of sadness.
My longing for you has gone on so long.
To imagine me without it would be madness.
I always imagined you were to far gone.
Now do I reply? What do you say?
When happiness is a step away.
Behind a door.
But behind that door.
Could be despair just as easily.
How do I step forward,
When It could snap the only string,
that's keeping me together.
bookDon't blame me for not knowing me.
My life is an open book.
You just never bothered to turn the pages.
Broken PiecesIn a thousand broken pieces,
lies my shattered heart.
In falling it just hit the ground
and simply fell apart.
Hearing of your betrayal,
caused it to crack and splitter.
Your crushing words they grind it further,
into sparkling glitter.
Now with my heart broken,
gone too my hope and trust.
The remnants of my pulverized heart
get blown away like dust.
A poem by Suzanne Karbach 14th August 2014
Finger TipsTake my hand, and let us fly
We both know you are not shy,
Just scared of rejection
I, too, lack affection.
Though I would never use you
To fill holes no one can view.
So, are you ready yet?
Please, my dear, do not fret.
Let me take you far away
As to help you make your day.
No harm is intended
For hate here is ended.
You deserve only the best
Not because you need a rest,
Since time is drawing signs
Guiding me to your lines.
Saving HerSave yourself, because I can't save you.
You are drowning in your own sorrows,
Lungs burning with the need for air.
Your wrists feel numb,
inviting you to cut deeper.
You pull your hair out,
Scream into your pillow at night.
You have stomach ulcers,
Light one cigarette after another.
You look in the mirror and see the ghost you have become,
Sickly smile at yourself.
You give your body freely,
Even if you hate it.
You lift your chin high,
But let your heart drag on the ground,
Kicking stones away,
While tripping in your mind.
Falling, you laugh.
Not even bracing for impact.
Closed DoorsLeave me alone
Let me lose
Myself in the ocean
Where I will be
Let me stay
Away from the clock
Of our days.
Of the reality
Waiting for me
With a knife.
I don’t want
To leave behind
The best years
Of my life.
What I like
Fades it out.
Soon will be
Dust these words
In your memory.
Earnest and FrivolousStories
Written in these black and blue—
Held on a—
Hand me another bottle of pills
And because I know you
I’ll lock my words in my throat
Bring them up when I’m all alone.
Walk with me
Breathe in my panic
Then go away.
I've learned the only way
Is to stop feeding off of social interactions
And fold inside of myself
And smile smile smile for you
Because you’ll never see no matter how much I show you
Is to be happy
Because I am very happy.
I won't say good morning to you
Because despite what I've learned
I'm angry at you
You still aren’t seeing
Still aren’t there.
It's my own way of saying
Something's wrong with me.
I was never angry with you
Because you were always there
It’s why I say good morning
And love saying it.
Don’t hold me
Because I can’t stand you anymore
Leave me alone.
Hold me, please
Never leave me.
less or morea little darkness
tugging at my sleeve
trying to bring me down
and get happy to leave
a cloud eager to rain
upon my parade
a simple game
of less or more afraid
if I doubt
the things I know
my candle will
if I fear
their empty threat
I'll lose myself
to nagging regret
His Pony DakotaThe day I was born
There was so much joy
I was moms sweet little baby boy.
Days turned into weeks
And weeks to years
I was so scared and lonely
No one ever saw my tears.
Locked in a stall
Where the walls were so high
The only thing I could see
Was the great big sky.
All I ever had
Was just my name
In all four of my feet
I was in so much pain because I was lame.
I would tremble from noises
I could never see
I was always so afraid
Something would hurt me.
Then with a kind voice
He would reach out to me
He would never get angry
When I would turn and flee.
He would always come back
And reach out his hand
With his kind voice he would say
"That's ok little man, I understand".
I thought I would never know
Love and happiness again
Until the day I licked
The hand of a friend.
He paid 50$ for me
And to some that was cheap
To him I was priceless
And his to keep.
He took me home
And cut down my walls
When I hear him pull up
He would answer my calls.
It was ok with him
That I could not pull my weig
Unique by Myria-MoonN’aie pas peur , et cultive ta différence ,
Peu importe ce que les autres en pensent …
Laisse ton originalité s’exprimer ,
Et sois celui dont on se souviendra en premier …
Car l’immortalité peut être négociée ,
Le tout est de savoir marquer !
Donc existe , ne cherche pas à rentrer dans le moule ,
Car l’éternité n’est pas au milieu de la foule …
Alors chaque pensée vers toi te fera légende ,
Et comme le Phénix tu renaîtras de tes cendres !
Coco alias Myria-Moon
My DarlingMy darling,
When will you realize,
I'm the only one still here?
How many times do I have to apologize?
Losing your heart again is my only natural fear.
I have given my life to you,
My soul is already yours, so why make me disapear?
I wanted, no wished your love for me grew.
When you slept your problems away, your mind was perfectly clear.
So now I ask
Why wait for me to leave now before,
You realize I'm right in front of those frosty eyes.
So my darling,
Don't throw the love I gave you away.
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