The" Ghost" in most. (Who Am I?...#2)

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Here is the 2nd Who Am I? A different style. Hope you enjoy. Feel free to ask questions if something doesn't make sense.

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…wounds you know where not.

Inside an Echo of current rot.

Only what's lost.

Does one observe

Their existence at cost.

Oh... What nerve.


Memory askew of little known by you.

Festering in pain and anguish I grew.

Your flesh admires passion.

When denied lust escapes,

thoughts you desire of passion.

Calamity I leave to waste.


I'm no ruse, nor here to amuse.

Reasons for me to accuse then…

By InSaNeLy NoRmL77

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Once Upon A Time

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…suppose I did have that “once upon a time” moment in my life, but I watched helplessly as I let it slip through my fingers; forever lost to me. I spend my days in darkness, regret, my only companion, slowly losing hope. I am the monster hiding under my bed, slowly snuffing out the last of my dreams. I have but the dimmest spark left in my cold soul, and I wonder, as I sit in silence, will it be…

By Tracey Koehler

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My Friends

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Having to deal with my own depression along with my Bipolar daughter as she grew up, made for a crazy life less friends

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…have some friends

I would like you to meet

With some ever growing feet

Fear

Anger

Sadness

Feeling a crazy madness

You see tears running down

And I feel like noise won't slow now

Whirling

Twirling

Spinning me

All I want is quiet please

From these friends

I want you to meet

Tie them up

And hide them away

I no longer want to play

I feel crazy

Hazy

Not myself

Can you please help

My mind…

By Tina Zimmerman

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Little Lies

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…lies we all believe,

because they make us feel good,

like things happen for a reason

If you do what Jesus would.


Now, the truth we don’t say out loud,

like progress comes from greed.

And, an artist is just a fool who makes

the things that no one needs.

Or, to put this another way,

you might as well be masturbating.

It’d be easier to sell the paint,

than the god damn oil painting.

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But baby, keep creating

as long as it’s liberating.

And, pour your soul into everything you do.

But me, I’ve already seen

the side where…

By Paul Resnick

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Old is becoming as new.

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This I wrote as a new experience for an older man whom believed he already had a lot to offer.

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…earned my crown of grey.

Not promised the next day.


Lives gone yet still not afraid,

For what I've learned most would pay.

To awake just this morning,

Produced appreciation while yawning.

Life and it's vast array of beauty dawning.

On an old man at peace not wanting.

Memories are my treasury in this vault.

My wrongs, my pain, my Fault.

My joys, my smiles, my own not bought.

So much I have and none have I…

By InSaNeLy NoRmL 77


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Seeing Red Again! (Who Am I?...#1)

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This is as you can see in the title the first of a series I'm working on to become a book.

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…with no guide, I discern glimpses.

Of alarm, panic, with dread.

A steady stream of sins flooding all senses.

Creating a whole life graciously fed.

In the closet, awaits your skeletons.

Under the bed you'll find those monsters.

You see My Introspection is unilluminated,

ill felt and perhaps a tad distorted.

A Hate crime in suffering passionately,

aggressively assaulting my mentality.

Could be just My realization.

Progressing my Fears to torment.

Once you Lost your mind.

I found…

By InSaNeLy NoRmL77

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What Goes Up, Must Come Down

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…deceitful and Cunning

Knowing your worst fears

Preying upon your doubts

Wait for it to pass

claustrophobic and anxious

Soon loneliness will become sadness

leading only to despair

Click.

the light is gone.

Like the flip of a switch,

The darkness rolls like a wave

It fears nothing, but for light

Mine unfortunately extinguished

I don’t fight it this time.

No kicking, no screaming.

No search for a candle

just lay down and hold my breath

air is thick with abandonment


No one is going to come for you.

Waiting and hoping extends suffering

You must simply close your…

By Becca Hulen

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Summer Shoes

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Musical Lyrics

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…I put on my summer shoes

And step out into a sunny and forgiving June?

Should I bid farewell to borderlines and

quiet taboos?

Or hide I inside my room?

Should I open up the blinds?

Brush away the dust that sits and sleeps on my own silver lies?

Should I reminisce on the little bits of you that reside,

Or should I let them die?

Oh Summer can't come quicker when I'm waiting here alone.

All my little hiccups started tearing at my throat.

Oh summer can't come quicker,

let me wear my summer…


By Theresa Redmond

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Racism Powerplay

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Racism is bred by leaders who seek followers bringing division and confusion amongst the nations.

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…of peace require no leaders,

harmony and love make them all achievers,

side by side they live and work,

overflowing with happiness as an added perk.

There's always the few that crave for power,

for that they need the other to cower,

they turn the neighbours against each other,

introducing racism as the perfect cover.

When tribes and nations live in fear and confusion,

chaos and hatred becomes a daily infusion,

politics is a very dirty game,

causing the nations much sorrow and…

By Zararia Yul

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