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Staring out the window I watch the days go by I wonder what happened I think about what I chose And ponder, why? Where am I?
By Atomic Historian6 days ago in Poets
Trouble is brewing The anger is stewing They say one of ours All of yours Power whores Their lies stoking anger and violence
My heart floats outside my body Somewhere in the ether Wandering Drifting through the world Scarred and battered Torn and tattered
By Atomic Historian17 days ago in Poets
I’d rather be alone Than with misery I won’t miss you But you might miss me That’s not my problem You made the bed
I can’t explain why But we told ourselves a big lie We told ourselves we had defeated fascism But there was a schism In the streets we shouted their defeat
By Atomic Historian20 days ago in Poets
Fiends glued to their screens Watching dreams drip from the flesh Seeing what’s left When the ravenous of have taken all
By Atomic Historian29 days ago in Poets
You think I’m hurting you But I’m destroying myself There is no health or wealth where I am Was it all a sham I asked you that way
There is beauty in you And in me Is it seeing flaws in the beauty? Or beauty in the flaws? Does it matter? We all see beauty differently
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
Always sounds grand in the moment An expression of hope To conquer every unknown valley and slope Little do we know that always means in all ways
Awaken my soul I hear your call But I understand nothing Detached from The Otherworld A forgotten past Disconnected
Feeling no self worth A shadow of myself What have I become A beacon of pain A stained canvas for your projections A dark reflection
Floating in a sea of disbelief Itching for relief Stripped of every belief I once held dear Bereaved of my self Shucking the sleeve of my former reality
