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The Maze Within: A Poem

The Maze Within: A Poem

The maze within The poor boy’s head, No time to sleep, Can’t find a bed Two lefts, a right, Straight through another door, Spinning round and round An endless tour Help me, help me His shouts and pleas, A shroud of darkness Meet his fallen knees Begging for silence Searching for hope All while mustering The courage to cope Constantly looking To make his pain known, The poor, lost boy Thinks he’s all alone

A Loss

A Loss

Music in and heads down Everybody’s fighting to wear the crown Only smiles on his face No sign of a frown Searching to find Someone else of his kind While slowly drowning Inside his own mind Unaware of the hope Too busy tying the rope Unlucky for him Never learned how to cope Now it’s too late No room for debate We can’t let another Slip through at this rate

Help Me Trust: A Poem

Help Me Trust: A Poem

I fall Lost and alone Searching for my home Drifting further away From the noise everyday I see Light shining down But blocked by the sound Hidden from the heart And present from the start I know Watching over me Still drifting at sea Unsure of what to do Unsure of how to move I cry Darkness closing in Wrapped up in the sin Treading to fall Too heavy to crawl I pray Please help me escape This prison when…

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Bad Day

Bad Day

It’s been a long time my friend. I am completely disoriented by your presence. I have no idea how or why you showed up tonight but undesired memories of us continued to consume my brain. I didn’t ever wish to see you again. But you tend to show up uninvited at the most inconvenient times. Maybe it was the pills that lured you back; or maybe the foreign setting triggered your attention. Though besides the “why” you decided to come visit tonight; I…

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Time

Time

16 years of my life was consumed by the word, Time. This time wasn’t one that could compare to how long it takes to get from point A to point B, or the time that depicts a cutoff date when some homework assignment is due. No, this time was deeper than that. This was the kind of time where start and stop are unidentified; where the duration and volume were a mystery. No one knew when, where or how this…

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I Do Ordain

I Do Ordain

There is this poison in my brain Making me go insane This new strain Has taken reign Over my membrane Hoping to gain The fame Attached to my name Outside and alone in the pouring rain I look down to the stain And with much disdain I refrain From releasing my emotions How have I gotten here? Who am I? Lifeless and with shame I swerve to stay in my own lane Feeling the bane Of this pain I do…

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Pain: A Poem

Pain: A Poem

Pain A feeling of discomfort In the palm of my hand Drilling through my white t-shirt In the dripping wet sand A sharp pain in my side A quick intake of breath Struggling to maintain my stride No time for my death A cloak of numbness falls over me The pain refuses to subside Unable to see Unable to enjoy the ride Engulfed by flames of fire Swallowed up by the raging sea My only desire Is to be free

Thoughts: A Poem

Thoughts: A Poem

Trapped inside my own mind A prison with no walls, yet nowhere to hide Looking for some way out The constant struggle from day to day Battling with my fears The nights are always filled with tears I don’t understand this pain This emotion inside of me I know the Lord is real and with me Yet I question my purpose Blinded by only what my eyes can see I feel so much anger Why did he have to take…

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Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock

The clock was ticking – the same way it ticked when I laid by your side that night. However, hearing the same tick-tock this time was different. Not only were you no longer by my side but my heart was no longer whole. My resting eyes watching you sleep were now leaking. My subtle grin I had next to yours was now gasping for air. My hands should’ve been delicately wrapped around your torso, but on this night, they were…

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7 Letters

7 Letters

It’s nights like these where the feelings are unbearable. The knots in my stomach are so twisted. My hands become sweaty, my toes become cold, and my mind is racing from one topic to another – spewing out what ifs? a mile a minute. And I often then repeat the same wishful thoughts over and over as I search for answers and relief. When in the midst of these panicked emotions I am guilty of being impatient. I get annoyed…

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