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Give Me Hope

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Give me hope,
Do not paint a picture of despair.
Give me hope my life was not wasted here.
Tell me I am loved;
Tell me I am capable of loving.
Fill the void that clutches my spirit,
That coldly rends away my last tear.
But time slips away to the future, now past.
How did this life disappear?
Why is it so fast?
Hold me, dear.
Hold me while I grow cold.
Hold me while I grow old.
There is nothing to fear in this world except dying alone, without love.

Not a very happy Father’s Day

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Today is Father’s Day; father is supposed to be a child’s first protector, mentor, and hero but unfortunately for many a father can be their first nightmare and tormentor, so:

Not a very happy Father’s Day for those children who have always been dismissed by their fathers whenever they wanted approval or to be appreciated.
Not for those children who suffer every day and want their father to reach out to them or help them and be there for them in their dark times.
Not for those children who felt envious or teary eyed every day while growing up when they saw other fathers being physically affectionate towards their children because they never received it.
Not for those children who never felt loved by their father regardless of how hard they tried.
Not for those children who got beaten up and bruised and molested by a father or father figure.
Not for those children whose father seemed to love and be proud of anyone else but their children and their achievements.
Not for those children who confuse abuse or rape for love.

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Happiness Awaits

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My heart was whispering painful tears
In the silence of the night
And when comes the morning light
I smile like nothing is wrong
Life goes on like nothing’s lost
My whispering heart knows it all
That pain is just a transition
And that happiness awaits in turns

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The Never-Ending Circle

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You feel Miserable; you yearn for Appreciation.
You yearn for Appreciation; you yearn for Love.
You yearn for Love; you fall in Love.
You fall in Love; you have everything.
You have everything; but, you begin to lose one thing at a time.
You begin to lose one thing at a time; you lose Everything.
You lose Everything; you fall out of Love.
You fall out of Love; you feel Miserable

 

In the town of broken hearts

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In the town of broken hearts,
The rain never stops,
And people walk, without any place to call home,
And every nook and corner, every street,
Or be it an alley,
You will find hearts lying shattered,
And dreams hanging in thin air.
In the town of broken hearts,
All were lovers once.

Ripping my own heart

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Please let me pierce this heart so I may never feel with it again
It’s been so much a burden and even less a friend
It drags me into situations that I truly cannot face
Though when I try to get through them I always lose my place
So let me end this now so it can be on my own terms
Then let me bury it where I may and feed it to the worms
I’ll no longer be a slave to you I’ll no longer lose my way
For I know I could be happier without you each and every day
All you do is torment with how much people truly don’t care
And to think about this brings me distress and it something I can hardly bare

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Down I Go

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Deeper
&
Deeper

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F
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Looking glass?
Rabbit hole?
Through or down?

I can not see
I do not know

Peaks:
Lonely, ominous
Valleys:
Dark, cavernous

No light to be seen
Only skewed reality

Happiness

Outstretched arms
Open heart

Muscles strain
Synapses stretch

All in vain
Only an illusion

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Greed and Gratitude

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If we learn to be content with minimal things.
Then we find ourselves feeling rich no matter what life brings.
A man with three meals and a bed is rich to those that go unfed, and he is envied by Those who have no bed.

Contentment is a place that few have seen, we are divided from it by a sea of greed.
Mountains of envy too stand in the way,
“If I only had that” is what we often say

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The Sad Memories

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The sad memories won’t fade away.
And why should they? The tears
bring about the person
who is missed the most?
It keeps them alive and vibrant
in one’s memory bank.
The more a tear falls, the more
they are remembered.

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Without You

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Without you,
What would I be?
Without you,
I’m not me.
Without you,
I’m incomplete.
Without you,
I can’t conceive.

You’re the peace that finished me.
You’re the other half of me.
You’re the only one for me.
You’re the only one I need.

Without you I’m just a mess,
Just another human wreck.