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IDKWTFTDI Don't know What To do.IDKWTFTD
All options are undesirable. (Like heading towards my death)
The true path has been removed from sight.
(Obscured by a dense fog)
Can't go back.
(I'm not that masochistic)
Can't go forward.
(Which way?)
No companions to guide.
(They have all gone)
The old companions wouldn't be helpful
(They brought me to this point)
I guess I should just pick one. (There are quite a few to choose from)
Can't I just stay here? (although it is not quite comfortabl
by ~BUCKETgal-one-ten
ScarsLong sleeves- They hide the scars. Scars, by my own hand, But truly caused by you. I hear the cynicism. "That was ALL YOU. You could have handled it better."Scars
Fine.
My ribcage- It hides the scars. The great crevasse over my heart. Merely obscured. Never hidden. Never forgotten.
by ~BUCKETgal-one-ten
Drifting awayI heard someone say your thoughts lie upon what you love most when you are falling asleep.Drifting away
It is then that you can truly know who you are. If that is true,
Then I love nothing.
Because, as I drift away, All my mind is simply enjoying the glorious lack of sensation as I near the abyss.
My thoughts drift to that thought. The one about what I love most.
I floated over the nothingness to examine what I,
Myself, Loves.
I imagined myself holding someone else. Not-so-strange, that. I've always enjoyed companionship.
T
by ~BUCKETgal-one-ten
The FallWas it poetic?The Fall
(Flit, flit)
The way it fell?
(Flutter)
And the way I left it there?
(Flit)
Was it poetic?
(Flit, flutter)
Was it poetic, the way it fell to the ground?
(Flutter)
Or was it poetic, that I left it there?
(Flit flit flit)
Or is it just in my mind?
(Flutter)
The poetry, I mean.
(Flit)
Or is it poetic because I see it as poetic.
(Flit)
The picture still sits there, on the ground.
(Flat)
by ~BUCKETgal-one-ten
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ExperienceBrilliant shades,Experience
Brightest and the darkest. All of them, Unique.
Everlasting memories, Happy and the sad. All of them, Worth remembering.
Ideas, the core of imagination, Newest and the oldest. All of them, Beautiful.
The worl
by ~TifaLavigne
RoadI am walking alone along this road, It is too hard to carry all of this heavy load. I try to scream, I try to shout, But nobody hears it, there is no doubt.Road
Dark clouds are above me, I am not a man as I used to be. I walk down this road painfully, but I don’t stop, I shall not give up until I’ll lifelessly drop.
I sit to rest, on this heavy rock, And I get an enormous electricity shock. It came out of nowhere; it came from the sky; It was a sign that if I’ll stay here, I’ll die.
I stood up and walked away, And suddenly the ro
by ~The-Phoenix-of-Chaos
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- Interests: music, poetry, Jesus Christ
- Favourite movie: The Fall
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