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Enough tears
Enough crying
I've had too much
I've had enough
Too many sleepless nights
Too many miserable days
Too much of black and white
Too much of grieve and pain
Enough is enough
And that is where it ends
I wanna be myself
I wanna live again
I want to smile
And laugh like crazy
I want to cry
From being happy
I wanna colors back into my life
I've had enough of black and white
I just want to live and breathe and feel
I want to be alive again, I just want to be me
Enough crying
I've had too much
I've had enough
Too many sleepless nights
Too many miserable days
Too much of black and white
Too much of grieve and pain
Enough is enough
And that is where it ends
I wanna be myself
I wanna live again
I want to smile
And laugh like crazy
I want to cry
From being happy
I wanna colors back into my life
I've had enough of black and white
I just want to live and breathe and feel
I want to be alive again, I just want to be me
Literature
Just a Dream. Please.
I feel...
that this is a dream.
None of it's real.
Nothing's what it seems.
But sometimes I wake
with a gasp and a start.
Like being thrown in a lake,
the cold waking my heart.
And I look up in fear
at what I've done.
It's bringing me to tear,
this monster I've become.
The things I've said,
the people I've hurt.
I wish I were dead,
Six feet in the dirt.
This can't be real.
I won't let it be.
I don't want to feel.
I don't want to be me.
So I slip back into dreams,
where everything's okay.
Nothing's as it seems,
but I get through the day.
Literature
I'm Just Sorry
Can't tell why you're still here.
I only bring out your deep fear.
Constantly near panic attack.
Focusing on what you lack.
So afraid that I'll go away.
Why do you want me to stay?
You deserve more than me.
Really, what do you see?
Trying to be better for you.
I don't know what I can do.
I'll try whatever I can.
I'm just sorry for who I am.
Literature
Forever Never Liked Me Anyway
I have so many words I want to say
But the problem is I don't know who I want to say them to
I don't know how to stop this
How to make my stomach ache go away
How do I make myself care enough all the time
How do I fix everything and make you want to stay
Can't you see what this is doing to me
Can't you see that this isn't who I want to be
Should I fall off of this mountain
Should I trip and fly through open air
Plummeting into hell without any cares
How about I go drown in the fountain of life, because it's too late for me
I became a shape shifter inside
I lie with my smiles when you can't tell they're fake
Sometimes I don't even know
I'm
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I haven't upload poems cause I was writing complete bullshit. This is an attempt of positive writing... Fuck I really suck at it. I generally suck at writing so yeah... I don't even know
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Michel here for #poeticalcondition. I promise to be fair.
The most outstanding aspect of the poem is the structure/form. The use of repetitions, specifically. This was certainly intended for effect.Be certain that the effect will come across, because it did for me I could feel your emotion, perhaps contempt or disgust, judging from the first two stanzas, but certainly not delight.Stanza three is the most evident expression, plainly. From there onward, the reader should understand where you stand. I will not rattle on about diction, since this poem expresses best in spoken language. That is simpler. Well-done. Keep writing. Cheers.