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Wasteland
Lonely, Dying
Our homes burn, we’re crying.
Hope tossed, lives lost, our haven now
Nothing
Literature
Ghosts
Ghosts lie and lie inside my brain,
They echo, echo and drive me insane.
I can't find a way to shut them all out,
With their whispers of mistrust and doubt.
I can't sleep with all the silent sound
As thoughts just echo around and around.
Soon I won't be able to pretend.
Soon, I'll more than crave the end.
I'm sick of the migraine within my skull,
I'm sick of these thoughts I cannot cull,
I'm sick of the little voices inside my head
Dragging me down until I wish I was dead.
Growing desperate, fighting a war
Against myself til I can't take anymore.
Always battling the ghosts within
Until I join them in the realm of sin...
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Depressed Again
As night does fade
of sorrow I drink deep.
For reasons none
tears fall and wash away the will to sleep.
No song flutters against my lips
as all I feel is a wish to disappear into shadow.
Over and over I ask myself why.
It's so obvious no answers will be had this night-
or any other.
I despise my weakness and my tears,
and wish for Oblivion,
for sleep's sweet embrace.
Instead I just linger in despair,
hating every moment.
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Depression is an Option
Depression is a choice, my dear,
And happiness the same
You choose this illness, don’t you?
What a tragic little game.
Depression is an option, love
Just get up out of bed
Take your tears and worries
And just smile now instead.
Depression is a choice, you see,
And so is suicide.
Just sit back, kick your feet up, dear
Enjoy this perfect ride.
Get over your own standards
Of what everyone should be.
Just smile for once, and maybe
You’ll be living perfectly.
...
But...
Depression is an illness
That we feel so deep within.
Why would anybody choose
To write poetry on their skin?
Unless there lies a reason, dear,
I would not choo
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Not quite sure why so many war-related poem ideas are churning through my head. Perhaps it's the constant news stories and conversation topics about all the wars and terrorism going on in the Middle-East right now. Seriously people, put you're fucking nukes, rocket launchers and tanks away and start working on solving other problems like starvation, cancer, global warming, and put your billions of war fund currencies and use it for some of the other aforementioned world problems.
Anyways I hope you get something out of reading this Syllable-Cinquain poem, and feel absolutely free to share some of your feelings on the topic in the comments below.
Anyways I hope you get something out of reading this Syllable-Cinquain poem, and feel absolutely free to share some of your feelings on the topic in the comments below.
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Very powerful and affecting... You are gifted.