Lost On High Seas

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           profound unalleviated anguish 

 i gave you the world yet I’m still starved for land
                                
i treated you well, you tricked me till i drowned
                           
 i sunk into the ground, the very place you now stand
                          
  i burn in desert sands, but who am i to curse the sun

         severe relentless pain  
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“In this life I’ve been lost. Without a clue how I got here, or how to find myself. I’ve lived many a day in uncertainty. Awakened to the fact that I may never be found again. But stubborn as a mule, with limited tools, I search to find a muse, for this poetry I [ab]use.”

“Everyone’s a user, but leave if they’re abusive.” 

                                                                   - A naive 20-something millennial
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I let my fears go and forgot all my phobias. Now I row a packed canoe en route to Utopia.

             Gone

           Why do we hurt the people we love the most?

               How come we only see how they feel when the feeling is gone?

I found answers, but they’re not here anymore.

“I lost my mind, and you won’t believe the things I found as I searched the world for it”

                                                                                                  - Another 20-something millennial 
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“Insecure. I feel like my existence could soon be forgotten by you because I lack in everything you deserve to have. Insecure. Tatted scars on narrow shoulders that weigh the world, but for how much longer? Insecure. I find words with deep meaning when I’m spilling out my feelings, but if you ask me this is just a poem because I’m in secure”.
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oxy + gin

   She thought my silence was suffocating
    until she realized  
     it was the only way I could breathe

Entangling the present with the past, is like walking through shards of glass, from dawn to dusk, and asking why you feet stain the dust with blood.
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Emotion x Immortality

Wounds from a past life heal 
but stitches on a heart are hard to conceal

You showed me your scars 
They are who you are 
And you’re beautiful just the way you are 

A soul like yours is worth more than gold
A soul like yours has left me in awe 

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