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beautiful disaster.

A volcano
Aching to reach the skies
Tries and tries
Spits ash into the air that's always blown away
A mountain
Full of fire
The heat of a thousand suns stirs within
But no one could ever see through the smoke he creates -
Conflate
How every magician disappears
Smoke & mirrors
But when he explodes
Take cover
He will burn you to the ground

A hurricane
Twists and turns
The world upsid...

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temporary insanity

What gives

Me the right

To be so fucked up?

 

What happened

To me

That I am so fucked up?

 

Why does

Everything hurt

 

Who can

I trust?

 

Nothing.

 

No one.

 

Everything.

 

Everyone.

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The Rollercoaster which we name Bipolar

Up swings
Low swings
Irritable swings
Whenever the bell rings.
Time to change so soon?
Oh thankyou for the gloom
Its not like I needed mental room
I'll just listen to your tune.
Is it time for bed,
Or are you not done yet?
This endless strain of thoughts
Feeling like I'm making a case In front of the courts
Barely awake, but barely conscious?
You'll wish you'd had your bedroom blessed
...

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Can't Escape

You try to escape the demons

But they latch on way too tight,

Their claws digging into my body

And mind, with all their might.

 

Fighting is exhausting,

It physically and mentally drains.

But still I endure it, hoping

One day I will finally escape the pain.

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A Bipolar Mind

Each day, more exhausting than the last.

Time goes far too slowly, or too fast.

you're either extremely low, or elevated.

People either love you, or you're hated.

 

There is no middle ground

- no inbetween.

Everything is one extreme.

you're either Jekyll or you're Hyde.

It is a never ending fight.

 

You're a walking contradiction ,

With no explanation,

No cha...

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In Sync

the sound of nails on skin

the ripping of those barriers

between whats in you and whats out

the sound of beats on your head

the swelling of self-hatred and humility

forced on yourself by yourself\

cry at the sight and more at the sound

be flushed with the shame\

knowing you're not good enough

look up at the sky at night

run by yourself in the dark

the outside is so...

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Hurt People Hurt People - She Sets Fire to the Kind That hurt Her

she used to be so damn happy
but i guess theres more than the eyes can see
because if im speaking truthfully
she was never really that happy
amused? shit, just maybe
confused,
that she was terribly
misused,
thats all she began to know, you see,
the abuse began from a young age
the very peak of her growing stage
the beginning of the book that told her story
was marked and torn from the ...

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I Will Literally Pay You To Abduct Me

entry picture

This evening I am out walking
the static crackles
in the living room
and in the hallway
I lace my shoes
and go out walking

Tree-shapes calm me
dew drops kicked from blades of grass
individually
this act cleanses things
I feel my fangs receding
sense the silence 
breathe back into me

Imagine the TV glow dimming
imagine the hatred in her eyes 
retreating
feel the black air cleari...

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Cannonball

I’d like to be a cannonball:

Smash through things and knock down walls

I’d leave a trail of destruction in my wake

Before it’s even time to take a tea break.

 

I’d like to drink fifteen pints of lager

And ride through the shopping centre like a knight on a charger

Smashing things merrily as I go

Making a mess with a creamy gateaux

 

I’d like to swear loudly in a quiet...

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Fantasyrage

RAGE OF INNOCENCE (All due respect to Dylan Thomas)

    

Do not go easy into that cruel plight,

Life-latency should, combination, stay;

Rage, rage against the prying of the light.

 

Though cells, prior to conjoin, accrue no right,

Un-right usurped un-bid, entreats that they

Do not go easy into that cruel plight.

 

Wild sperm who caught and shot the ovum’s flight,

And learned too late, now grieving on your ...

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