Sad poem I wrote

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I know I’m bad a writing poems and but here

I feel like nothing is real.
But I don’t know what to feel.
I don’t remember agreeing to this terrible deal.

I don’t know what’s real and what’s not.
I’m paranoid a lot.
I’ve learned that happiness cannot be bought.

I say I’m okay.
But if I ever do what they say,
I’ll be sitting in jail or I’ll my grave I’ll lay.

Please help me now.
I don’t know how.
Help is something they won’t allow.

Sometimes I want to say goodbye,
Fall over and die,
Jump out my window and see if I’ll fly.

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You’re not bad at poems. I love it!! Please don’t jump out any window though unless it’s on the first floor :blush:

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sending hugs ~~~~~~~~ (mystical internet hugs emoji)

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sounds like a song, honey. If I remember reading, you are very young.

That’s good for someone so young.

I was writing about boys and Jesus when I was your age.

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@daze if you’re more than 1 person, then just split up into the people you really are or else you’ll make the moderators like @Rhubot mad either now or eventually.

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What???

No, just Daze on here.

What are feeling?

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I vote @Daze for moderator :slight_smile:

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ha, don’t think my former history catches on to that.

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My poem…

Material form is static…
Spiritual form is abstract…
Then end…

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Little life known but chaos has found a change in self so hard to define
Actions taken choices made only what’s left is hollow in side
Flinging punches at what I can’t see.
Always to turn up to bother me
Feels like I’m traveling down a one way tunnel travelling in the wrong direction
Always fighting for my own protection
Afraid of myself and what I may do
With the next episode which is way past due
I learn what I can so it’s not the case
Still trying to find my way my place
When nothing seems real and nothing seems right
Please don’t give up that fight

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