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Comparison...

Comparison,

With anyone,

Always,

Gives birth to,

Envy,

Envy leads to Anger,

And when Anger subsides,

Fear overtakes,

Fear of Failure,

Ruining your Life.

So,

Never let them compare you,

For you are unique,

In your own special way,

Cherish your Talents,

Do what brings you Joy,

The most, Moreover,

It's all about You,

So why not compare

Yourself...

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wrath

Embers flicker and glow,

taking things nice and slow,

breaking out of it’s cold prison,

a remnant of unwanted ignition.

 

Breathing in the outside air,

licks of flame reach and dare,

slightly heated in their struggle,

as the arsonist starts to giggle.

 

No longer easily contained,

angry torrents flutter in orange,

roaring for attention enraged,

burning all wi...

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Close The Door

Close the door to all the pain
It will not help you.

Shut out all the rage
It will exhaust you.

Think your thoughts again
But try not to descend
Into turmoil.

Because you've so much to do
To ease your mind.

And how you'll do it
To decide.

And if you're going to begin
You can only do it
One thought at a time. 
 

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The monster

You don’t know about the anger and rage

Which has mutated and grown with age

Only let loose when I engage 

In the booth or on stage

Normal people are able to contain and control 

(We’re all a bit psycho)

But normal people hold it in their subconscious 

Only coming out in hallucinations when they’re unconscious 

Grown with time the rage has become monstrous 

Constantly li...

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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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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

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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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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